[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-that-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981":3,"chapter-that-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981-that-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981-chapter-21":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","That Year, the Flowers Bloomed in 1981",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2294439,4489,"Chapter 21: Chapter Twenty-One: The Value of One Set of Exam Problems","that-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981-chapter-21",21,"\u003Cp>When Li Ye and Wen Leyu began “exchanging and explaining problems,” many classmates in Class One were watching like it was a joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How does Li Ye even have the nerve to teach Wen Leyu math? How many points did he even score?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although no one mocked Li Ye as openly as He Weiguo, plenty secretly snickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after the two kept exchanging and explaining problems for five or six straight days, someone finally noticed something was off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t the future, where students could “do problems until they vomited”; there were no tutoring materials for sale on the market, and teachers spent days agonizing over each new exam paper, barely managing to create one slightly different from the last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Students today had a narrow grasp of knowledge; to practice problems, they could only repeatedly review past exam questions or the ones the teacher explained in class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Occasionally, a student would get hold of a set of test questions from another middle school, and everyone would excitedly copy them down, then passionately discuss and study them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The retake class students craved test questions intensely—they’d already learned everything they needed to; the only ways to improve scores were limited, and every new set of questions was precious to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They couldn’t even imagine what “doing problems until you vomit” felt like—if they could, they’d consider it a dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So when Class One’s students saw Li Ye and Wen Leyu still exchanging problems day after day, they grew restless, wondering what kind of hard problems these two underachievers couldn’t solve after five or six days—why couldn’t they try?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bro, what problems are you two working on? Let me take a look?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Dayong had been craning his neck to peek at his brother for two days, and finally couldn’t resist interrupting Li Ye’s “good thing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye casually tossed Li Dayong a math workbook and said, “Here, if you don’t understand anything, ask me—I’ll explain it to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it, bro!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Dayong paid little attention to Li Ye’s offer to “explain”—he knew exactly how good his brother was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment he took the workbook, he was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of pages were filled with dense problems; only a few problem types were familiar to Li Dayong—the rest were entirely new.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoa… where did my brother get these problems from?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Dayong felt like a cat that had fallen into a rat hole—excitedly biting and pouncing, desperate to swallow every last one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But soon his brow furrowed tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earlier problems were manageable, but even many of the later ones—with answers provided—left him baffled at first glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried covering the solutions and looking only at the original questions—and found himself utterly lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoa...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Dayong sucked in a breath, staring in disbelief at Li Ye and Wen Leyu across the room, wondering which one of them was the real genius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From his days of observation, it seemed Li Ye spent more time explaining to Wen Leyu, while Wen Leyu occasionally whispered lessons to Li Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his own brother...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dayong, Dayong, let me copy some!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Dayong’s desk partner, Fu Yingjie, sidled over, pleading sweetly—he’d been staring for ages, and the problems in the workbook looked like ginseng fruits on a ginseng tree, making his mouth water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Dayong didn’t answer right away—he asked Li Ye, and after getting “do as you see fit,” he handed it over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he did, several classmates gathered around, huddling under the dim light to copy the problems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Dayong had a sudden idea: “Why don’t you try copying only the questions, not the answers? See how many you can solve?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good idea, let’s try!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone accepted Li Dayong’s suggestion and eagerly began copying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more they copied, the more astonished and excited they became; by the time they finished, they were practically dancing with joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like a martial arts fanatic who thought himself a genius finally getting his hands on a secret manual—he didn’t understand it yet, but he could already foresee his power rising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just half an hour later, these “martial arts geniuses” were doused with cold water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This... is this hard?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How many can you solve?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eight... maybe six? What about you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I... don’t even want to say. Embarrassing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Dayong smirked, feigning superiority: “A few days ago, who was making fun of my brother? Now you know the depth, huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehehe, yes yes, Brother Yong, Brother Yong Ye , just let us copy the answers!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll let you copy the answers—but don’t follow the crowd mocking people anymore, and don’t give these problems to those who love to take advantage and act innocent.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes yes yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Dayong’s sarcastic tone annoyed several students in the front row.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were part of Xia Yue’s little circle, whose core members were the former class monitor Xia Yue and the class study committee member Jin Shengli.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, they’d looked down on Li Dayong—Li Ye’s close friend—because of their better grades and “literary knowledge”; now that Xia Yue had lost her monitor position because of Li Ye, the two sides had become bitter enemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So most of the mockery directed at Li Ye came from Xia Yue’s group, leaving Li Dayong deeply frustrated—and now that he had the chance, how could he not throw in a few barbs?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Shengli, who had already stood up to copy the problems, sat back down, embarrassed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d been among those who mocked Li Ye a few days ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Yue, with a bad temper, snapped: “Hmph, just a few stupid problems—so special? Underachievers are still underachievers; even if you gave someone a mountain of problems, he’d still fail.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Dayong shot back immediately: “We’ve all taken the exam—like anyone here actually passed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Yue jumped up, ready to argue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to her grades, her verbal skills were even sharper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tap tap tap~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye tapped his desk with one hand, his pen still moving in the other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Dayong instantly stopped arguing, dragged his chair over to Li Ye’s side, and grinned sycophantically: “Bro, got a minute? Can you explain these few problems to me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye looked at the burly, bear-like Li Dayong and felt a shiver of revulsion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact of Li Ye’s problems spread faster than he’d imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next afternoon, their homeroom teacher, Teacher Luo, found him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Ye, where did you get these problems from?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye looked at Teacher Luo, puzzled by his urgency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye had underestimated the value of his own problems—Teacher Luo taught physics; that morning, someone had shown him a few of these problems and immediately caught his attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d never seen this kind of problem before—and solving them was “fascinating.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As someone who spent days agonizing over exam questions, only someone in his position could truly grasp the value of these problems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As homeroom teacher of Retake Class One, he wouldn’t miss any opportunity to boost class performance—asking a student for problems was nothing to be ashamed of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ye thought for a moment and said: “Some were given to me by family, and a few sets were created by Teacher Ke.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Teacher Ke? Fine, I’ll go see her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teacher Luo instantly believed Li Ye—no way could he imagine that a student’s problems could be so astonishing, even nearly stump him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as Teacher Luo turned to leave, he casually slipped Li Ye’s workbook into his own bag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Li Ye didn’t know that when Teacher Ke received the workbook, she too nearly stared in stunned disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>",1256,"2026-06-20T05:04:59.129Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f2c961d9f2b4a3c94b9283a8dc3b89f824cd888d945f13de9f2de9362012765f","that-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981-chapter-22","that-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981-chapter-20",884,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthat-year-the-flowers-bloomed-in-1981-cover.jpg"]