Chapter 61-62 (1/2)
CHAPTER 61
Full Division, Full Score
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Another point is that the class itself organizes the examination. The top of the class are elected to work as cadres.
An Chuxia attempts to gauge the class’ confidence. It’s not that it’s difficult for the class to have much confidence. Afterall, they’re as lively as a vegetable market on a daily basis. The students barely listen to the teacher. They don’t feel pressured.
It only takes An Chuxia two class periods to finish the test in the air-conditioned room, half the time alloted to complete the exam. That includes reviewing her results, twice, before handing it in.
Despite the number of students taking the test, the results are out a little past noon.
“I have the results,” the teacher says as he stands at the podium.
“An Chuxia, you were asleep half the time. Do you think you scored poorly?” Fei Lixiya whispers to a confused Chuxia. She doesn’t speak. Instead, she smiles as she looks at the teacher.
Grinning, the teacher announces, “This year, I’d like to announce, our class is ranked first!”
“What?!” The students are surprised. After all, the result is the average of the class taking the test. The first-ranked class will surprise all the regular-sectioned students.
The teacher waves his hand to calm the class. “This shouldn’t be a surprise. Our class has a good reason for ranking high. Only one student… that is, perfected the exam.”
”God… who went to worship Confucius? Which temple should I worship next time so I can chant?” Some students shout.
”Quiet!” The class teacher says feebly. “Take this time to give your attention to An Chuxia, students!”
Fei Lixiya looks at An Chuxia with disbelief. Is she a god? Not only did she run a dozen laps yesterday but she aced the test! If someone has full markings, the city takes that into consideration and the class wins! The simulated tests are 20 times harder!
The average person in the first year usually gets up to four hunderd points because of the test’s difficulty.
Is she really that unique? Fel Lixiya asks herself mentally.
For once, the class is quiet. Compared to yesterday’s penalty incident, An Chuxia stands tall. Her perfect score makes her proud. She can just imagine how her classmates view her.
”So congratulate An Chuxia, students,” the teacher says. “Next, I would like to announce another thing… Our school has decided, in order to meet city standards, our class is specifically chosen to be monitored. Our class performance is next year’s project. Most of the participants in the program are first year classes. We have to raise $500,000 in class fees. Since this class has historically scored the lowest, there aren’t any scholarship funds for us to avail.”
Is this is how bad this class is? An Chuxia mentally groans.