CHAPTER 1442: CHAPTER 1443: OPENING KING (19TH UPDATE)

"What are you looking at, so engrossed?"

Xiao Feng chuckled, "An online novel."

"Which master wrote it?"

"Oh, Brother Yun, you know your stuff?" Xiao Feng was surprised that Lin Tian knew about this. Although online novels are quite popular nowadays, not many read them in our top school; even if they do, it’s done sneakily, and discussions are rare.

You sat back on your chair, leaning against the desk, crossing one leg over the other while gazing at the blackboard wall at the back of the classroom: "I know a bit, I read them a long time ago, but I haven’t had the time or the inclination since."

"So you’re an old-timer, eh, I’m impressed." Xiao Feng pretended to bow to you, "I’m reading a supernatural newcomer ’Zhangu City’s’ work ’Arrival of the Dead Wife’, it’s super good! I’m a loyal fan, tipping him lots of pocket money every week."

You nodded, clearly not wanting to delve deeper into this topic, and moved on: "By the way, I heard someone mention the monthly exam. When is it?"

"Next Thursday."

"It’s only a few days away, that’s quick." You scratched your head, yawned, and asked, "How are your grades usually?"

"Bottom of the class." Xiao Feng shrugged indifferently.

"That’s quite carefree of you." You finally turned to look at Xiao Feng.

"It’s nothing; though I’m at the bottom in our class, I should at least make it to a second-tier college."

Looking at Xiao Feng, you suddenly asked, "Do you want to get into a first-tier college?"

"Of course I do! It’s just that I’m not good enough." Xiao Feng shook his head and continued to bury himself in his book.

You smiled without saying anything, but a glimmer flashed in your eyes.

Just like in the morning, you dozed off in the afternoon. When you opened your sleepy eyes, most of the classmates had left, Xiao Feng had long gone, with only Zong Wangyue still leaning against the railing, watching students come and go below.

Yawning as you got up, as you stepped forward, you noticed that the familiar light purple figure was nowhere in sight, so you walked over to Zong Wangyue and asked, "Fatty, why didn’t you wake me up?"

Seeing you approach, Zong Wangyue quietly asked, "Old Shu, do you think I can find a wife in the future?"

Laughing loudly, you threw your arm around Zong Wangyue’s shoulder, giving a playful pat on his chubby face: "Nonsense, you’re my brother, you’ll not only find a wife but she’ll have to be a beauty!"

Zong Wangyue staggered a few steps with you, smiled bitterly and said, "Old Shu, stop teasing me. With my looks and family background, finding someone fifty pounds lighter would already be a miracle."

After returning home, your mother gave you a severe scolding. She’s the head of the senior year department, and nothing escapes her notice in this senior year realm.

Simultaneously, your mother firmly warned that if you fail to meet the cut-off for the first-tier class in this monthly exam, you’ll face the consequences!

You know your mother’s character all too well, so for the next few days, you behaved modestly, didn’t cause any trouble, and tried to keep your eyes on the blackboard during classes, though the teachers couldn’t control your mental wandering.

The monthly exams arrived swiftly, the first monthly exam and ranking test for the senior year.

Amusingly, when you found your seat, you discovered that your neighbor was Yan Zisu.

You had quite a good impression of this diligent student. Yan Zisu always kept her head slightly lowered and rarely revealed her true appearance to others. She had long bangs that covered most of her face and wore thick black-rimmed glasses, so most couldn’t see her visage clearly.

However, in this era that emphasizes appearance, most didn’t pay attention to Yan Zisu; her blazing first-place rank in the year commanded a lot of jealousy and envy, especially since she was aloof and not talkative, resulting in a strong sense of rejection around her.

As usual, Yan Zisu carried a military green canvas bag. Like most others, she placed her bag in the designated spot and only took out two pens, seating herself down.

As Yan Zisu sat down, she sensed someone was looking at her, turned slightly, and saw a pleasant smile, particularly the two tiger teeth, which naturally induced a sense of closeness. The moment your eyes met, Yan Zisu quickly turned her head and stared at the desk, ignoring others.

At this point, you smiled, confirming that Yan Zisu was indeed an interesting girl as you had thought.

Though it was just a brief glance, you noticed Yan Zisu had clear, pure eyes and a slightly upturned nose. Even with just half of her face visible, you could tell she was a budding beauty.

Most importantly, you perceived a unique aura about her, one that was solely Zhao’er’s, integrating your suspicion that she might be Zhao’er.

Soon enough, the exam papers were distributed. Glancing casually over your paper, you let out a yawn and then pretended to start filling it out.

After just twenty minutes, you set down your pen and laid your head down on the desk, turning to watch Yan Zisu, who was writing assiduously.

The invigilator stood beside you, lightly tapping on your desk: "What are you looking at?"

"Just admiring a beauty," you replied naturally.

As soon as you said this, the surrounding students burst into laughter.

Yan Zisu completely ignored it, continuing to focus on answering her questions.

"This student, if you can’t solve it, you should try another question. Although this is just a monthly exam, our school’s penalties for cheating are severe."

You shrugged helplessly, sat up straight, and spoke to the invigilating teacher next to you: "Teacher, has it been thirty minutes?"

"Yes, it has."

"Okay, then I’ll submit my paper."

As you spoke, you slowly got up, handed your paper directly to the invigilator, and walked out of the classroom amidst everyone’s astonished gazes.

The invigilating teacher subconsciously glanced at the paper in his hand and blurted out, "This speed is just too fast!"

It wasn’t just the invigilator of the first exam who said so; the next three consecutive invigilators said the same thing, as you invariably left the exam room in just thirty minutes each time.

During the last subject, Combined Science, you didn’t dare act as nonchalantly as before because the invigilator for this test was your mother!

Once thirty minutes had passed during the exam, your mother stood by your desk, smiled, and asked, "The exam has been on for thirty minutes already, Opening King, why aren’t you submitting your paper yet?"

You arched your eyebrows and grinned: "Hehe, with you here, who’s bold enough to act recklessly in front of you?"