Chapter 263: Chapter 263: A Chain of Punches to the Face! Until It’s Flattened [4]
Everyone was busy calculating Nangong Meng’s total score: 699.
Whoa, that’s quite a gap from the legendary perfect score genius title.
Math, humanities, science, both major subjects lost significant points, this genius isn’t doing so well.
Look at East Sea Class’s little ancestor, a straight 750!
The top students from each class all looked up to Xi Zuzi on the leaderboard, who was way ahead with the only perfect score in all subjects, the only perfect humanities score, filled with envy and admiration.
Xing Yue led the East Sea Class kids, returning to their class with great spirits to hold a class meeting.
Somehow, a few delivery boxes appeared on Xi Zuzi’s desk, red, pink, white, blue, looking quite lively.
She fiddled with them, not in a hurry to open them.
The classroom was filled with an unprecedented fighting spirit.
Everyone was thoroughly motivated by this fourth mock exam, realizing, "Turns out, when I put in the effort, I can do it, I’m not inferior to others."
Without much prompting from Xing Yue, the class meeting turned into a pledge assembly.
"I vow that from today, the only goal in my mind is to get into college, my time is for studying only!"
"I vow that I will not play games until after the college entrance exam!"
"I vow to lock up my phone, and only look at it for ten minutes a day!"
"I vow to wake up at five and sleep at twelve every day from now until the exam, doing nothing but studying! Oh, and peeing!"
Xing Yue nodded in satisfaction.
However, she quickly realized something was off...
Why is everyone making oaths not to her, the teacher, but instead bowing towards Xi Zuzi???
At this moment, Xi Zuzi was resting her chin on her hand, lazily leaning against the chair back, and said to the kids bowing and praying for her blessing, with a soft smile on her thin lips: "Actually, everyone has their own fate, and destiny is in the hands of the heavens..."
Everyone’s faces fell: "Ancestor sister, are you saying we aren’t destined for college?"
Xi Zuzi chuckled, waving her hand lightly: "No, not at all. Ancestor wants to tell you that although everyone has their fate, destiny is in the hands of the gods. But, sincere effort can carve through stone. Since you’ve made your vows, you have to stick to them."
Once again, everyone was filled with raging enthusiasm!
Xing Yue felt deeply gratified, looking at the once aimless kids of the class, and sighed: "The kids have grown up, finally understand..."
She sniffed, didn’t say much more, and after distributing and explaining the test papers, she reminded everyone: "With less than ten days to the college entrance exam countdown, the rest are basically self-study sessions and filling in gaps. Remember to prepare your battle gear—have you all bought your stationery? Don’t forget the 2B (pencils) especially!"
"Teacher, I protest, you’re implying we’re 2B!"
"Teacher, you’re so bad boohoo!"
Xing Yue was speechless: "Right, you’re not 2B, you’re a bloody fool!"
"Hahaha!" The East Sea Class burst into unrestrained laughter.
The cheerful atmosphere wafted out the window, all the way to the hallway and the neighboring class.
Nanshan Class was downhearted, and Fang Yumei didn’t have the mind to teach. The injuries from being beaten by Xi Yuanshan hadn’t healed, and standing for a while hurt badly. She dismissed class for Nanshan early and left school, who knows to do what.
Nangong Meng had a dark expression, exuding an aura of "do not approach"!
No one dared mention scores around her.
Everyone was cautious, avoiding the topic of this fourth mock exam in conversation.
Upon hearing East Sea Class loudly discussing exam supplies, they finally found something to talk about:
"We haven’t even opened Miss Meng’s branded pencil cases yet."
"Yeah, I haven’t used imported stationery before. Will it help me write more smoothly and perform better in the exam?"
"Of course, it’s a gift from Miss Meng all the way to us, other classes can only envy."
Nangong Meng’s face finally improved a little: "These are branded goods from Continent A, brought back by my fourth uncle. You should use and cherish them. You can’t buy these in a small county like this!"