Less than 24 hours after regaining his title as a "study god", Xie Yu fell asleep on his desk the next day in class.

He didn't listen to any of his classes the entire morning.

The boy sat in the back row, resting his head on his arm, looking quite lazy. His messy hair covered half of his face, and his eyebrows were cold and distant. Even when he was asleep, he still had that intimidating aura that kept people at bay.

The stack of textbooks on his desk was almost brand new, without any signs of being opened. No one would have guessed that he was the first place winner of the four-school joint exam.

If it weren't for the exam results being posted on the bulletin board, with teachers and classmates staring at that familiar back of the head, one would almost think that everything experienced yesterday was just a dream.

After every class, students from other classes would sneak over to take a look from outside the window.

Before, they came to see the school big shot, but now there was an added layer of thought: this guy is a walking 744, a 744 that couldn't even be seen in dreams.

He Chao reflected on whether he had gone too far and hurt the person too much last night, but the result of his reflection told him that he probably hadn't. Yesterday this person clearly couldn't take it anymore and begged him to finish quickly: "Still hurts?"

"Sleepy."

"How's my technique? I don't think the judging criteria last time was very objective."

Xie Yu didn't really want to talk to him: "Can you go away."

He Chao had finally figured out Xie Yu's attitude of not recognizing anyone after he got out of bed.

He reached out and rubbed his desk mate's head, "Okay, you can sleep."

The Class 3 classroom was relatively quiet.

After the mid-term exam results were released, almost every class was spent explaining the test papers and correcting mistakes.

When it was time to hand in homework, Xu Qingqing finally looked up from her math paper, counted the English assignments on her desk, and found that two people had not handed in their work. She shouted across the aisle, "Brother Chao, where's your homework?"

He Chao put his finger to his lips, gesturing for her to be quiet, and then answered frankly, "Didn't do it."

Xu Qingqing carried her stack of homework over and looked at the sleeping top student, then at the second-ranked student who was staring at his sleeping desk mate. She really couldn't understand their world.

"I can at least ask why you didn't do it, right? Otherwise, when the teacher asks later, I don't know what to say," Xu Qingqing said.

"Well," He Chao said, "you can just say that the homework she assigned was too easy."

Xu Qingqing: "..."

When Xu Qingqing handed in her English homework, her legs were shaking. She never thought that in her lifetime she would be able to say to a teacher, "Your homework is too easy."

Obviously, in the English teacher's nearly ten years of teaching, she had also never encountered this kind of problem.

The English teacher was silent for a moment, put down the teacup in her hand, and said, "Okay, I understand. Put the test papers here."

"The homework is too easy?"

"Teacher Tang, what's going on with these two in your class?"

Since the day the grades were released, there had been no peace in the second-year group's office.

As soon as Head Teacher Jiang received the news, he rushed over from the faculty dormitory with his pants on backwards, exclaiming, "What? How many points?"

Not only Head Teacher Jiang, but even the leaders of the No. 2 High School came one after another to see the test papers. The principal stared at the papers for a long time, unable to say a word. Finally, he managed to choke out, "Good, well done! They truly live up to being students of our No. 2 High School! This will go down in our school's history! Write about how the students of No. 2 High School created a miracle and surpassed the rest of these four schools!"

The teachers of other classes couldn't help but feel curious and envious. To have two students with the potential to become the top scorers in the City A college entrance exam in one class...

"They have some special circumstances," Tang Sen didn't know the details and repeated, "Special circumstances."

In the office, a group of teachers were discussing this topic when the door suddenly opened. The teacher standing by the water dispenser was surprised to see Xu Xia, calling: "Teacher Xu?"

She had a file in her hand and an unnatural expression on her face. "I'm...I'm here to find Teacher Wang and deliver this file to her," Xu Xia said.

"Teacher Wang isn't here, you can just leave it on her desk."

Xu Xia nodded quietly.

She had worked in this office before.

Although it hadn't been for very long, she was familiar with the layout and decorations.

After looking around, her gaze finally landed on the desk where she used to sit. Tang Sen, who was grading papers, sensed something and looked up, meeting Xu Xia's eyes.

Not understanding what was going on, Tang Sen smiled at her and greeted her.

Xu Xia forced a smile, saying: "Teacher Tang, I heard that your class had two exceptional students this time..."

Tang Sen had been surrounded by the topic of "scores" for the past few days and had lost his initial shock. Now, he just hoped that this matter would pass quickly, so as not to affect the daily lives of these two children. "Ah, no, it's not worth mentioning."

"..."

Xu Xiaye's current mood was definitely not simple, and there was more regret and unwillingness than any other emotion. The two high scores from Class 3 were shocking, and all the teachers in Class 3 benefited from it.

If only she had been the one to teach them, she thought with a hint of resentment.

She didn't know who to blame.

However, she suddenly remembered all the details from the beginning of the school year, to Yang Wenyuan, and finally to the day of the monthly exam when He Chao stood at the stairs and asked her: Is it because my grades are bad?

Xu Xia dared not think any further, her cheeks becoming slightly flushed.

If she continued to think about it, her face would become even more unbearable.

Without lingering, she placed the documents on Teacher Wang's desk and turned to leave.

"Xu Xia's expression at that time, you guys didn't see it, it was so satisfying!"

Wan Da slipped back from the office door and began to pull Liu Cunhao, one pretending to be Old Tang and the other pretending to be Xu Xia, their steps exaggerated as he shouted, "Ah, I heard about your class--"

Liu Cunhao calmly waved his hand, "It's not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

The group of people in Class 3 became a mess.

Xie Yu changed his position, but he still couldn't sleep because of their noise. He sat up and saw the silly faces of Wan Da and the rest huddled together, and couldn't bring himself to get angry. He asked calmly, "What's going on?"

Wan Da saw that he was awake and wanted to repeat the act again. It was a celebration for everyone.

However, as he walked over, he felt that something was not quite right.

Xie Yu's collar button was not fastened properly, especially since he had been lying down earlier and the collar had fallen down a bit after he sat up. Wan Da thought to himself, I wonder what Brother Yu did last night. His nightlife must be so rich that he looks bone-tired.

As Wan Da was thinking, he vaguely saw a very conspicuous red mark below Xie Yu's collarbone.

But he only saw it for a moment.

"Brother Yu, did you not close the window in your dorm?"

Xie Yu pulled his fallen collar back and asked, "The window?"

Wan Da remembered the last time and thought that Xie Yu must have type O blood, as mosquitoes always seemed to find him. He said, "Summer is coming, so check the window screens."

"..."

Xie Yu had no idea what he was talking about.