Next to her, Qiao Bixia tilted her head back and gulped down an entire bottle of water.
"You see, now both of their progress isn’t looking so smooth."
"At tis like this, it’s all about mindset."
"Logically, Li Zheng should be a bit more experienced."
"But you have to understand, Yan Liang’s kind of experience is only useful in front of minor fish."
"When facing soone like Zhao Zilong, no matter how experienced you are, you’ll get pierced through in one strike."
"Now, look at this newcor Zhang Xiaoke."
"Have you noticed? She has a kind of confidence that’s hard to understand."
"Either she’s not bright, or she’s got the goods."
"Personally, I lean towards the latter."
Under Qiao Bixia’s comntary, everyone was swayed and started to think Zhang Xiaoke had a good chance of winning.
Jiang Qinghua also took the opportunity to spread out his little notebook and said in a hushed voice, "Class Four’s grand betting, second round."
"Sa old rules, max bet, 10 turns of duty."
The previous bet with the class teacher had cost Jiang Qinghua a lot, and now he had to recoup his losses.
He already had a feeling that Zhang Xiaoke was not simple. Now, after Qiao Bixia’s explanation, it felt like a sure win.
Give it a shot, turn a bike into a motorcycle.
"I bet Zhang Xiaoke, 10 tis." Jiang Qinghua took the initiative and wrote down a big bet for himself.
Others followed closely, placing five and ten bets.
No one had expected Zhang Xiaoke to beco the top pick.
Seeing this, Qiao Bixia quickly waved her arm and explained, "It’s got nothing to do with ! I’m just the comntator. I’m not responsible for anything that happens."
However, no one paid any attention to her.
Most people had already placed their bets when Lin Yujing finally leaned over and whispered, "Li Zheng, 10."
"Oh?" Jiang Qinghua frowned. "You believe in him that much?"
Lin Yujing nodded and then slipped back.
Jiang Qinghua gritted his teeth and wrote down her ten bets.
Get ready for disappointnt, Lin Yujing.
So you’ll know what heartbreak feels like too.
...
At the closing ti, Li Zheng stood up right on ti.
"Handing in." he said.
Soon after, Jiang Qinghua’s phone alarm went off.
The 60 minutes were up.
"Wow, as expected of an ace, Li Zheng is really slick," Qiao Bixia said while slapping her leg. "Even handing in a second early counts as early. Truly flawless planning."
Zhang Xiaoke also put down her pen and collapsed powerlessly in her seat.
It was finally over.
My brain… my brain hurts.
Dazed.
It seed like there were a lot of doggies running around her.
She struggled to get up, looking at Li Zheng with a teeth-gritting smirk.
Luckily, it was all worth it.
Get ready to be my doggie, ordinary boy.
She rushed to Jiang Qinghua before Li Zheng and shoved the paper into his hands.
"I handed in first," she said, turning back to stick her tongue out at Li Zheng, "Handing in ans handing it to the examiner, you big dummy."
"Is that so?" Li Zheng, arriving late, slowly put down his paper.
"This… uh, yes, that’s it," Jiang Qinghua, who was overseeing the process, nodded with a sly grin. "So, if it’s a tie, Xiaoke wins."
"Alright then," Li Zheng fully respected the judge’s authority.
Soon, the paper was handed over to Xu ngxi.
She compared it with the standard answers and began to carefully grade Zhang Xiaoke’s paper with a red pen.
Qiao Bixia was still talking.
"Let tell you sothing, our class’s chemistry teacher only cos for half a day each week."
"Most of the assignnts and tests are graded by the class rep, ngxi."
"I’m telling you, her grading skills are on par with any of your chemistry teachers."
While speaking, Qiao Bixia’s eyes were fixed on the paper.
Unconsciously, her thick eyebrows furrowed.
"Oh no, this isn’t looking good…"
"Why are there so many wrong answers…"
"Could I have misunderstood?"
"Calm down first."
"Look closely, this question seems quite hard too."
"If I were to do it, I might only get seventy or eighty points."
"For a sophomore, doing this well isn’t bad at all."
Five minutes later, Xu ngxi finished grading and carefully marked down the score—
54.
"Hmm, Sister Xia is right. This test paper was tough with a lot of calculations," Xu ngxi said, handing the paper back to Zhang Xiaoke. "Don’t be discouraged, keep it up, Xiaoke."
Zhang Xiaoke snatched the paper, her face a bit red.
So annoyed.
If I had known, I wouldn’t have picked such a hard test.
The attempt to show off fell flat.
This score didn’t shock anyone.
But honestly, 54 points were higher than she’d expected.
Considering the difficulty.
Zhang Xiaoke imdiately glared at Li Zheng.
Hmph, you probably won’t even score 40.
Swoosh!
Li Zheng’s paper was spread out on the table.
Completely filled!
Zhang Xiaoke trembled at the sight of it.
This guy’s ability to make stuff up is quite sothing.
Xu ngxi started grading his paper.
As she marked each correct answer...
Zhang Xiaoke’s expression visibly crumbled.
Hey, hey, this has to be a mistake.
Feels like I need to pee.
Qiao Bixia’s comntary grew weaker.
"Ah, can you really do it that way?"
"Didn’t they say Li Zheng was bad at chemistry and barely passed?"
"Who gave this information? It has nothing to do with ."
"With this accuracy… how am I supposed to comnt on this?"
"If you lose your bet, don’t bla …"
"I’m done talking, so annoyed, gonna play basketball."
Qiao Bixia grabbed a basketball and ran off.
The bettors, even if they wanted to chase her down, didn’t have the guts.
Not long after, Xu ngxi also finished grading.
"89 points…" she said in surprise, handing the paper to Li Zheng. "With a bit more effort, you could surpass ."
Boom!
Zhang Xiaoke’s world.
Collapsed.
She stumbled back, all the way to the windowsill.
No.
No…
How could it end like this?
Isn’t this an ordinary school, with ordinary boys?
Didn’t they say he wouldn’t pass?
I’m supposed to be better than him, right?
"Not bad, Xiaoke, you’re stronger than I imagined." Li Zheng, holding his paper in his left hand and a pen in his right, walked toward her step by step. "If it were yesterday, I might not have even scored 40, but after studying for dozens of hours, the effect is imdiate."
"N-no… don’t co closer… don’t…" Zhang Xiaoke, with her rear against the cold windowsill, had nowhere to retreat.
"Keep working hard, you can do it too," Li Zheng nodded. "If twice the effort isn’t enough, then four tis. If four tis isn’t enough, then eight tis. No matter how many tis, as long as you spend all your available ti studying, you can do it."
"Ah…" Zhang Xiaoke curled up by the window, tears shimring in her eyes.
At this point, she wasn’t just a doggie.
She was also a gambling dog.
A dog who had lost everything in a gamble.
She turned her head tremblingly to look out the window.
Maybe, jumping down...
Would feel better.
The other students couldn’t help but feel so pity.
"Alas… didn’t listen to advice."
"Her high school life might be over."
"54 points isn’t bad; it’s just that Li Zheng’s chemistry books in the past two days weren’t for nothing…"
"Is this so kind of demonization ceremony?"
"Hmm… Xiaoke might be Li n’s first disciple."
"Disciple? More like a study slave."
Reviews
All reviews (0)