Then someone whispered, "This score is almost a perfect score in all subjects."
Liang Hui remained silent, his pen almost snapped in his hand.
Tang Sen reported the results, and for the rest of the class' duration, no one said another word.
Xie Yu took the test paper and went back to his seat to catch up on sleep.
Liu Cunhao's butt still hurt, but only this pain could make him realize that he wasn't dreaming, this was fucking real...it was real.
He took advantage of the moment when Old Tang turned around to write on the board, and glanced at the back row, his mind still buzzing incessantly.
- Hao-zi, you ignore me now, but in the future, you won't be able to reach me!
- I can get a perfect score with Old Xie, no problem.
- I know how to do this question, I really do. Give it to me and I'll show you.
......
Liu Cunhao buried his head lower and lower until he finally buried his face in his palms and let out a complicated sigh.
Xie Yu had no idea how many inner struggles his classmates were going through. He and He Chao had warned them before, but they refused to believe it and were now addicted to trying to change their fate.
"What should we say later?" He Chao poked him with his pen. Liu Cunhao stared at him for a while and he returned a smile. After the smile, he continued to whisper, "Do you see the look in Hao-zi's eyes? I feel like he wants to kill me."
Xie Yu didn't even open his eyes as he sarcastically replied, "What can we say? That you were always this outstanding?"
He Chao was speechless.
Earlier in the office, Old Tang had asked them once, but they didn't know what to say. They just stuttered for a while. Old Tang thought it was some kind of difficult-to-talk-about issue, so he didn't press them and simply said, "If it's inconvenient, forget it. Come find me when you're ready to talk...But regarding your grades, no matter what the situation is, I have to inform your parents."
As a result, when they called their parents, Madam Gu was quite reserved and kept apologizing, "Sorry, teacher. We've caused you trouble."
But when He Chao's father got on the phone, he simply said, "I know. My son has always been excellent."
This statement left Old Tang speechless. "Uh...okay, He Chao's parent, if you know the situation, that's good."
The bell for the end of class rang, and Old Tang had just finished teaching the new lesson.
As an afterthought, he assigned some homework and noticed that the students in the audience were still sitting there without any movement: "There's a physical education class next, why are you still sitting here? This is not like you. Are you so attached to my class?"
After Old Tang finished packing up and left the classroom, Liu Cunhao, as the class representative, slowly stood up and asked, "Can you explain?"
As soon as Liu Cunhao finished speaking, the other students in Class 3 all turned to look at the back row.
For the first time, Xie Yu felt a certain intimidating aura emanating from these classmates.
It was a complex mix of extreme surprise, feeling deceived, and disbelief in the ghost stories that had unexpectedly come true.
These classmates, who had perhaps been influenced by Xie Yu for too long, even wanted to use violence to express their emotions and solve the problem.
Without showing any signs of panic, He Chao slowly backed away, chair and all, until he was by the door. He opened his mouth and began to spout nonsense, trying to ease the tension. "Actually, during winter break, Old Xie and I got into a car accident together. It was a dark and stormy night, and we were walking on the road when a little electric scooter came towards us..."
As soon as Xie Yu heard the words "little electric scooter," he couldn't hold back any longer. "Are you crazy? Can't you say something normal?"
He Chao replied, "Let me think of something else."
Before He Chao could come up with anything, Liu Cunhao took the lead and started pushing tables and chairs aside while pulling up his sleeves, saying, "Brothers, let's fight it out first."
Xue Xisheng was even more dramatic, grabbing a broom as he passed by the duty corner.
"Old Xie," He Chao stood up and pulled Xie Yu from his seat, "Run."
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