Chapter 51 The Classroom Where Strength reigns supreme

Jiang Nian only asked Xu Qianqian for one hundred yuan, explaining carefully that he would have money in two or three days.

Xu Qianqian snorted, threw down a “Who cares about you?” and slammed the door shut.

The next day, Jiang Nian loaded all one hundred yuan onto his meal card, as there were only two or three days left until the holiday. Besides eating, there was almost nowhere else to spend money.

If he really needed to spend, a person with an estimated net worth of nearly two hundred thousand wouldn’t be heartbroken over it.

It was simply an instinctive desire not to waste the System’s inflated quota; after all, spending one hundred yuan meant losing three hundred yuan.

Wouldn’t it be better to save those extra two hundred yuan and treat Xu Qianqian to a snack street outing?

Frugal and good at managing the household, Nian!

Sunday countdown: three days.

In the morning, Teacher Qian could no longer bear it and pulled Jiang Nian up from his seat.

“What did I just say?”

“Jiang Nian, have you slept enough?” He answered truthfully, “I’ve slept enough.”

Who told you to repeat the last sentence, you little brat!

There’s no hope, he’s a lost cause.

“Don’t think that just because your English is good you can sleep, okay? Teachers aren’t pushovers,” Teacher Qian said with a stern face, “I’ll call your parents if this continues.”

“Teacher, can reporting someone earn me merit?” Jiang Nian suddenly asked.

Li Hua, who had been snickering nearby, changed his expression and broke out in a cold sweat. One person spoke, six people panicked, and several pairs of eyes secretly darted towards Jiang Nian.

“Speak!” Teacher Qian was incredibly fierce.

“I report that Li Hua was memorizing vocabulary during Chinese class.”

“Your mom—” Li Hua almost blurted it out, then immediately corrected himself, “Our mom is healthy, ah, Jiang Nian, what are you doing, what kind of talk is this?”

Teacher Qian watched these two clowns put on a show and immediately clutched her forehead; today her name was’Speechless’. But she also didn’t want to discourage Li Hua; was it wrong to memorize vocabulary during Chinese class?

Anyway, she shouldn’t be the one to say it.

“Ahem, does Teacher Liu know you’re memorizing vocabulary in his class?” she said seriously, “The attitude is good, but the method is not recommended.”

“During class, it’s still best to listen carefully and keep up with the lesson progress. Don’t try to catch up on your own in private.”

The class fell silent at her remark, “The attitude is good.” Teacher Qian, you’re so mischievous, do you really not mind if Old Liu hears this?

NTR really is contagious; Teacher Qian has already been corrupted.

Countdown: second day.

Comprehensive Science office, during the long break.

Biology teacher Zhong Qing was correcting dictation assignments at her desk in the office. When she got to Yao Beibei’s notebook, her brows furrowed immediately.

“This student clearly didn’t review seriously, very perfunctory.”

After hastily giving a sixty-five, she placed the notebook aside. There were already seven or eight covered notebooks on the desk, all belonging to students who needed special attention.

Biology has many knowledge points that require memorization; a clever housewife cannot cook without rice.

If you can’t even remember basic knowledge, just being able to do problems isn’t enough; the efficiency is too low.

Thinking this, she pulled out another dictation assignment.

A quick glance: all correct?

In the Olympiad class, it wasn’t uncommon for students to get all correct on biology dictation. Zhong Qing looked at the familiar handwriting, yet she had a feeling. The owner of this assignment was…

She opened it and, sure enough, it was Jiang Nian.

Three dictations, not a single mistake. This was very rare.

Zhong Qing had some impression of Jiang Nian, knowing he was a student who had transferred from a regular class a week or two ago. Of course, she liked students from regular classes just as much.

His dodge buff was too strong, his riot awareness was maxed out.

In any case, Jiang Nian successfully caught her attention. This child, who usually didn’t like to answer questions in class, had a biology score of…

She pulled a sheet of paper from a folder, slapped her head, and realized he was a transfer student. So she opened her computer and started searching in the grade records.

“Biology. Seventy? Did he score that conservatively?”

Zhong Qing muttered to herself. In her psychological expectation, since Jiang Nian could get perfect scores on dictation, he should at least score eighty in a subject like biology.

Of course, carelessness leading to fluctuating scores was also normal.

She pulled up his diagnostic test answer sheet; this was the advantage of electronic grading. It was permanently recorded and could even be used for data comparison and simple analysis.

Cheating? You’d have to make sure the questions you answered didn’t give you away, otherwise, you’d be 100% in the “Integrity Exam Room.”

Seven or eight cameras, what the heck is an integrity exam room.

Clearly, Jiang Nian’s performance on the exam answer sheet was consistent with his dictation level. A typical case of solid fundamentals, insufficient technique, and too little practice.

Zhong Qing bit her lower lip and placed Jiang Nian’s assignment book aside. Silently, she circled Jiang Nian, whose scores were in the middle, on the class roster with a red pen.

During the third class break, most of the boys in Class 403 were lounging in the corridor, basking in the sun. A dog ran by downstairs, instantly causing a stir among the boys.

“Hey, Jiang Nian, did you see that? Ma Guojun ran past,” Li Hua said mischievously, pointing at the dog.

No sooner had he spoken than he was directly picked up for an Aruba.

“One, two! One, two, three!”

There was an empty space by the stairwell, perfect for an Aruba. Jiang Nian, of course, didn’t stand by helplessly; he deftly pulled out his phone to take a picture.

Destroy the evidence, one chicken leg meal.

The school didn’t allow phones, confiscating them if found, but what did that have to do with Olympiad class students?

This rule was for the regular classes, to prevent them from becoming corrupted. As for the lowest-tier key classes, they weren’t managed; as long as they didn’t hold hands or kiss in class, it was fine!

If you were a student from Class Zero, you could even walk up to the podium during class. In front of the teacher, you could slowly take out your charging phone from the multimedia podium.

Not only would the teacher not interfere, but they would thoughtfully ask if you wanted to charge it longer.

One of Zhennan High School’s strange rules: double standards.

Don’t expect any fairness here; there are only three key high schools in this small county. They rely purely on their college admission rates for reputation; it’s entirely a classroom where strength reigns supreme.

As the sunlight slowly receded from the desks, all morning classes concluded. Jiang Nian looked up from the sea of problems, stretched, and had muddled through another day.

Zhang Ningzhi, who sat in front, suddenly turned around and timidly asked a question.

“Do you drink lemon tea?”

“It depends, I usually love it if it’s free,” Jiang Nian had become familiar with Zhang Ningzhi and knew that her family actually owned more than one property in Nanjiangwan.

Alright, baby, that’s enough, don’t say any more.

I have a friend who can’t sleep now.

Having a front-row seat neighbor who wasn’t short on money was pretty good; at least since he met Zhang Ningzhi, he mysteriously found that the tissues in his drawer seemed endless!

The eighth wonder of the world: the cornucopia drawer!

No, I have to find a way to take the desk with me after graduation.

“Okay, it’s free,” Zhang Ningzhi smiled, getting up from her seat. Sunlight passed through her tidy desk, falling on her ponytail, her hair gleaming golden.

One of the strongest high school skins: white school uniform plus pure ponytail.

“Oh, right, there’s a sports meet in the middle of this month,” Zhang Ningzhi turned her head and asked curiously, “The sports committee asked me to ask you if you’d like to participate?”

Jiang Nian was stunned, realizing that autumn had arrived.