Chapter Index

    Two hundred ten for the comprehensive science exam, an average of seventy points per subject.

    If he were in an Olympiad class, that would only be considered average, but in a regular class, it was Heaven-Defying. Based solely on the comprehensive science exam, he could at least rank in the top ten, or even top five, among the upper tier students.

    Six subjects, and five of them had their ‘health bars’ revealed.

    Someone with a keen eye took the score sheets for the five subjects, added them up, and created a ranking. Surprisingly, a name that had never appeared before was in the top five.

    Jiang Nian, 432 points, ranked second.

    Ahead of him was the subject-specialist battle god, Wang Jie, with 210 in comprehensive science, 87 in Chinese, and 140 in mathematics, totaling 437.

    Zhou Yuting ranked third, with very balanced scores across all subjects. Her comprehensive science score was an exceptional 200, Chinese was an average 90, and mathematics 110, totaling 400.

    This was the norm for regular science classes: weak foundations and severe subject imbalances.

    In the afternoon, Jiang Nian applied medicine for Xu Qianqian.

    Song Xiyun squatted by the side, watching with a cheerful grin, a shy, faint smile on her face. Every time Jiang Nian rubbed for a bit, Song Xiyun would giggle like a mouse.

    “I say, sis, are you in heat?” He couldn’t take it anymore.

    “Hmph hmph, Qianqian, look at how thoughtless he is when he talks.” Song Xiyun pounced on Xu Qianqian, acting spoiled, like a concubine asking the empress to uphold justice for her.

    “He’s always like this. Just don’t provoke him.”

    “Hmm? I get it, a forbidden toy.”

    Xu Qianqian couldn’t hold back, pinching Song Xiyun and saying exasperatedly,

    “What are you saying!”

    “Hehe.” Song Xiyun watched with great interest, then turned to ask Jiang Nian, “Still saying she’s not a forbidden toy? You’re already applying medicine. I’ve only seen this scene in romance dramas.”

    “Watch fewer dramas; you’re beyond saving.” Jiang Nian stared with dead fish eyes.

    “Jiang Nian, do you like Qianqian?”

    Hearing this, Jiang Nian’s movements paused, and Xu Qianqian’s cheeks flushed an almost imperceptible crimson.

    “Yunyun!”

    “Why do you ask?” Jiang Nian asked.

    “Because usually only couples do this. Otherwise, why would you?” Song Xiyun giggled; she just wanted to watch the drama unfold, and the more she watched, the more she found it amusing.

    “Oh, because she calls me Daddy. If you call me Daddy and twist your ankle, I’ll give you a foot massage too.” Jiang Nian said indifferently.

    Xu Qianqian couldn’t stand these two anymore. Just as she was about to stop them, she suddenly heard a crisp, “Daddy.”

    The air solidified at that moment. Jiang Nian and Xu Qianqian both looked at Song Xiyun.

    Song Xiyun blinked her eyes, looking at them with a shy expression.

    “I was just… trying to lighten the mood.”

    Damn it! The atmosphere became even stranger, alright!

    After applying the medicine, Jiang Nian left, leaving Xu Qianqian to seriously explain to Song Xiyun. For example, it wasn’t a special relationship, just a math transaction.

    Song Xiyun: “(>_<), tell me more, I love listening.”

    Evening self-study.

    This incomplete overall ranking was circulated in the class, and when the students saw Jiang Nian ranked second, they were incredibly surprised, and a thought inevitably popped into their minds.

    “Could he have cheated?”

    “Haven’t seen him for a summer. Maybe he took tutoring classes or studied by himself at home.”

    “That’s true. My friend’s class is the same. People who had average grades last semester, after a summer break, their scores shot up as soon as they entered senior year.”

    “That’s too fierce!”

    “I have a little rumor: I heard that over the summer, Jiang Nian was provoked.”

    “I love this gossip, elaborate.”

    Zhou Yuting listened to the discussions around her from afar, her brows furrowing deeper. She glanced in Jiang Nian’s direction. Could Jiang Nian really have been provoked by her?

    English scores hadn’t been released yet, and there was usually only one spot for promotion to the advanced class in a regular class.

    Currently, the first-place student, Wang Jie, had terrible English scores. If he could even pass sixty points, it would be a miracle. Once the English scores came out, his total score would definitely not exceed five hundred.

    As for herself, with four hundred points, if she scored one hundred thirty in English, she could reach that line.

    As for Jiang Nian, his English scores had always hovered around sixty to seventy points. Unless he scored one hundred points, he would have no hope of competing with her, but that was impossible.

    Jiang Nian was a bit distracted, correcting mistakes while yawning.

    The task was complete, and he now had seven thousand yuan in his card.

    What did seven thousand yuan mean to a high school student? It was like a hardcore gamer waking up to find three hundred thousand gold coins in his mailbox.

    He really wanted to go back in time, take out the money, and slap it hard on the faces of those idiots, but then he felt a bit reluctant.

    While daydreaming, a ‘ding’ sounded in his mind.

    【”At thirty-eight years old, you decided to change your image for a date and committed to losing weight. Task: Obtain a gym membership and purchase at least thirty classes. Reward: Twenty thousand RMB.”】

    Looking at the task on the panel, Jiang Nian thought, his future self was really a pain in the ass. To lose weight, he had to go to a gym? Couldn’t he just find a park and run?

    Some people are so ruthless, they even curse themselves.

    Fortunately, the task only required signing up for a gym and buying classes, not losing a certain amount of weight or attending classes. After all, he was already at a perfect weight, how could he lose more? Besides, he had classes every day, so where would he find time to go out?

    Otherwise, Jiang Nian estimated he would be tortured terribly.

    Jiang Nian had already decided to sneak out during evening self-study to ask where there was a gym.

    Taking leave wasn’t a problem; he was going to be promoted anyway. At least one hundred thirty in English. If he couldn’t get promoted with five hundred sixty, damn it, then no one should get promoted! Let it all be destroyed!

    In the office, the homeroom teacher stared at Jiang Nian, scrutinizing him, and adjusted his glasses.

    “Sick leave?”

    “Mmm.” Jiang Nian looked like he had kidney deficiency.

    The homeroom teacher’s eyelids twitched. He usually turned a blind eye to students faking sick leave. This was even more so for good students. Jiang Nian scored this time…

    He pulled over the score sheet and saw, 432? English scores hadn’t been added yet.

    The homeroom teacher pondered Jiang Nian’s usual English scores from last semester. Uh. Too mediocre, he really had no impression.

    “Jiang Nian, you did well on this exam. You must have worked hard over the summer, right?”

    “Yes, I read some books.” Jiang Nian scratched his head while feigning kidney deficiency, subtly hinting, “I stayed up late studying over the summer, and my stomach, alas, developed a chronic problem.”

    “Oh, then you must take care of your health.” The homeroom teacher dismissed his performance, shaking the paper, “How were your English scores last semester?”

    “About sixty or seventy points, I guess.” Jiang Nian was a bit anxious.

    “What about this time? How much do you expect to score?”

    “Uh, over one hundred points, I suppose.” Jiang Nian gave a conservative number.

    “Hmm?” The homeroom teacher’s hand trembled. When he added the total score, he suddenly realized something, and his tone immediately became desolate, “Sigh…”

    “What did you say?”

    “Ah, nothing, you did well.” The homeroom teacher forced a smile, having lost all interest in asking further questions, “Give me your leave slip. Be careful.”

    Third floor, a certain Olympiad class.

    Xu Qianqian saw Song Xiyun return with red eyes, and a worried expression appeared on her face.

    “What’s wrong?”

    “My mom told me to wait for her after school; she’s taking me out for a late-night snack.” Song Xiyun said, “I kept asking, and she finally said she’s preparing to resign from the gym.”

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