Chapter 16: Ah, Where Is the Victory Theme Music? Bring It On!
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When the English teacher announced that three students had scored above 130, Jiang Nian’s ears perked up like antennae. After the English exam, he compared answers with Xu Qianqian. While it couldn’t be said to be completely certain, it was virtually foolproof. Since there were three who scored above 130, as the saying goes, “Among three people, one is bound to outshine me.” Even so, his heart was still uneasy.
“Usually, Zhou Yuan scores 101,” the English teacher said with a sharp tone. “How did this loner manage his score? Has he started dating recently?”
The classmates erupted into laughter. A tall, thin boy scratched his head and reluctantly got up to collect his paper, filling the classroom with a lively atmosphere.
In the back, some students whispered that Zhou Yuting must have scored 130. Her total score was already over 500 this time, likely making her the top of the class.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian just wanted to laugh. Zhou Yuting first? Even if she got full marks in English, her total would only reach 555, while he only needed 120 in English to easily surpass 550. If she was first, it was purely a case of the cash-counting machine malfunctioning—no coins counted.
However, such moments to show off were rare in school. Naturally, Jiang Nian wouldn’t laugh out loud like a villain but sat quietly, waiting for his personal victory soundtrack.
Ah, where is my victory theme? Bring it on!
If a manga-style photo were taken at this moment, Jiang Nian’s eyes would be shadowed, a faint smirk curling at the corner of his mouth, accompanied by a small speech bubble saying, “Hmph.”
“Chen Niannian, 131.”
The class stirred; the first person scoring above 130 was announced. Scores were called out one after another until a girl’s name came up.
“Zhao Fangfei, 137.”
The class exploded in chatter again. Zhao Fangfei was usually unremarkable, almost invisible in the class. After the summer break, whether a person or a ghost, everyone was showing off.
In the class, a girl looked back at Zhou Yuting.
“Class monitor, your estimate was in the 130s, right?”
To them, since three students scored above 130 and two girls’ results had been read, the last one had to be Zhou Yuting.
“I don’t know, probably around 135,” Zhou Yuting pretended to be modest but was secretly thrilled. A total of 530 would mean promotion and leaving this place.
Hmm, it felt like a fantasy novel’s sect change.
“Whoa, 135, that high?” The girl gasped. “Then your total must be over 530, top scores for the previous grade.”
“What are you talking about? It’s just a mock test, not the real college entrance exam,” Zhou Yuting said sweetly but cautiously, “It might not be 130 exactly; the estimate isn’t always accurate.”
Her words proved prophetic as the English teacher read out Zhou Yuting’s name.
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“Zhou Yuting, 127.”
The moment the score was announced, Zhou Yuting’s expression stiffened slightly, but she stood up. At first, she felt embarrassed after stating her estimate of 135. But then she thought, 127 wasn’t so bad, and her total was still close to 530.
She planned to ask Liu Feipeng about the cutoff for the Olympiad class. Maybe the whole grade scored low, and her score would be just enough.
Back at her seat, she was still met with admiration. “As expected of the class monitor, only a few points off. It’s okay, 127 is still impressive.”
“By the way, the class monitor only got 127. Who’s the other one who scored above 130?”
Zhou Yuting was momentarily stunned. “Maybe... Sun Xue?”
Someone else said, “We already have her score: 113. Only a few in our class are good at English; they’ve all collected their papers.”
Zhou Yuting frowned. This meant there was still an “English dark horse” in the class. If it was just a subject specialist, no big deal.
But she worried...
“Does anyone know how much Wang Jie scored?” she asked quietly.
“About 62. His score was read at the start.”
Hearing this, Zhou Yuting relaxed. Wang Jie’s total was 499, far behind her 527. She would likely be first in the class.
Oh, and there was Jiang Nian.
“Hey, did they read Jiang Nian’s score yet?”
Nearby classmates didn’t understand why Zhou Yuting suddenly asked about him and weren’t paying attention.
“Probably read it. Something in the sixties or seventies.”
Zhou Yuting felt reassured and began dreaming of moving up to the Olympiad class. She planned to craft a new image, avoid too many boys but keep one or two to showcase her charm.
Maybe try a new hairstyle—she hadn’t tried innocent bangs yet. Dress purer, find a handsome top student to tutor her, and build good relationships...
Just as Zhou Yuting was daydreaming, the English teacher suddenly paused.
“This time, our class’s highest English score is 141, which is very impressive.”
The noisy classroom immediately burst into excited murmurs. “Oh! Who is it?” “They must have called all the scores already.”
“Quiet!” the English teacher commanded.
“Teacher, is there someone named Quiet in the class?”
The teacher replied, “...I said be quiet. Jiang Nian, come up and get your paper.”
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Normally, few students feared the English teacher. Even if she said “quiet,” not many would care. But when she said “Jiang Nian,” the classroom instantly fell silent, as if seeing a ghost, all heads turned toward Jiang Nian’s seat.
Zhou Yuting froze, pupils shrinking, heart pounding wildly.
Jiang Nian?
Why Jiang Nian?
Damn it, his total for five subjects was 432! How could his English be 141? That would make his total... 573?
No way, right? How could anyone in the parallel class score 573?
He’s seriously leveling up beyond his rank!
After two or three seconds of silence, the class erupted into enthusiastic cheers. If Jiang Nian excelled in just one subject, some might suspect cheating, but a total above 570? That would make all doubts ridiculous. For a parallel class to produce a 570-plus total was like conjuring a golden legend.
“Holy crap! Jiang Nian scored 141 in English!”
“No way, that’s awesome!”
“Guys, you really studied hard this summer? I was the only one playing!”
“Me too.”
“Same here, I was playing too.”
“Anyone scoring 480, get out! You’re ordinary and can be fed to the dogs!”
Jiang Nian had already stood up when the teacher called his name, doing his best not to laugh, wearing a calm and composed expression.
To be honest, scoring 141 in English exceeded his expectations—it was good luck.
“Nice job. You must have put in a lot of effort over the summer, right?” The English teacher smiled at Jiang Nian unusually. “Any tips to share with everyone?”
“Uh...” What tips could he offer? “Just memorize the 3,500 college entrance exam words thoroughly.”
Hearing this, the teacher smiled even more and exclaimed loudly,
“See? I always tell you to memorize vocabulary! You never listen and prefer to muddle through on your own, writing math during English class—I see everything!”
“If you all were as obedient as Jiang Nian, how much easier would my life be!”
Jiang Nian was already awkward, sweating nervously with a small, embarrassed expression. The one writing math during English class that the teacher mentioned was none other than himself.