Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Bullet Screen Wish Machine

Chapter 114 Final Exam, Lu Mingfei's Grade

Inside the teaching building.

Lu Mingfei and Chen Wenwen walked side by side toward the examination hall.

After finishing with Zhao Menghua, the two fell into an awkward silence.

This was their first meeting since Friday. Chen Wenwen held a transparent pencil case in front of her with both hands and whispered, "Thank you for earlier."

"It's not a big problem."

Lu Mingfei nodded, glancing at her casually. "Is your foot alright?"

Today, Chen Wenwen wore a light blue cardigan over a white cotton skirt that reached just to her knees, revealing a section of her calves encased in cotton socks. She also wore white sneakers.

She wasn't wearing a hair clip today; her hair was loosely tied back with a plain hair tie. Because she had gotten up early to rush to school, a few stray strands of hair clung to her slender white neck.

"Uh-huh."

Chen Wenwen's voice became even softer, probably because she was thinking about what happened that night.

Chatting through a phone screen and communicating face-to-face are two completely different things. Chen Wenwen didn't know why she was like this. She used to be able to talk to Lu Mingfei properly, but now she was a little afraid to look at him when she chatted with him.

Which exam room are you in?

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Three examination rooms".

Chen Wenwen finally mustered the courage to look up and asked, "And you?"

"Seventh, over there in the aisle."

Lu Mingfei pointed slightly.

His exam room was at the west end, separated from Chen Wenwen's exam room by a courtyard.

Chen Wenwen answered almost unconsciously, "The seventh examination room is on the far east side, close to the toilet, which is good."

She regretted saying it as soon as she finished. That answer was so thoughtless! How could anyone chat with someone of the opposite sex all the way to the bathroom?!

Chen Wenwen hurriedly tried to salvage the situation: "What I mean is—um, are you nervous?"

The topic shift was abrupt, and Chen Wenwen felt her forehead burning again. She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt speechless.

Fortunately, Lu Mingfei didn't mind: "You know, my skill level is just so-so, I'm already at rock bottom, no matter which way I go, it's going to get better—what about you?"

"good."

Chen Wenwen said, then thought for a moment and changed her mind, "Actually, a little bit."

"The first subject this morning is Chinese, which is one of your strongest subjects."

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Lu Mingfei said.

"It's not Chinese language."

Chen Wenwen unconsciously twisted the zipper pull of her pencil case and answered haphazardly, "It's in English."

English?

Lu Mingfei recalled for a moment.

He clearly remembered that Chen Wenwen's English was not bad, so why was he suddenly worried about this subject?

Chen Wenwen looked up at him, waiting for him to say something—perhaps share some last-minute cramming tips, or say something silly to break the strange atmosphere between them.

But Lu Mingfei didn't say anything.

He simply leaned forward and then extended his hand.

A familiar movement.

Chen Wenwen's heart pounded, her breath caught in her throat, and she instinctively closed her eyes.

After a while, Chen Wenwen, who had not felt any touch, raised her eyes again and found that Lu Mingfei was looking at her with great interest.

The artsy girl's face gradually turned red, but unfortunately, Lu Mingfei had no intention of letting her go.

I see you have dark circles under your eyes.

He looked innocent: "President Chen, why is your face red?"

"hot."

After holding it in for a long time, Chen Wenwen finally managed to utter a single word.

"It's hot so early in the morning?"

Lu Mingfei feigned surprise and reached out as if to touch her forehead.

The artsy girl actually dodged this time; she took a few steps back, her back pressed against the cold tile wall.

Lu Mingfei, who originally intended to tease her a little and then stop, had a sudden idea. He placed his palm on the wall next to her ear, creating a standard wall slam.

It's not gentlemanly behavior to disappoint the lady; she had already made preparations, and it would be extremely impolite for us to suddenly withdraw our troops.

So Lu Mingfei lowered his head and quickly pecked her lips.

Classroom of Grade 11 (9).

The next day, evening self-study.

"Students!"

The homeroom teacher appeared on the podium in a flash, her voice full of enthusiasm:

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Final exam results are out!

Students in the audience: "Wow, you didn't expect that, did you?"

The homeroom teacher wore a smug smile.

Isn't this the kind of fun that homeroom teachers enjoy?

As the saying goes, once you've been rained on, you should break other people's umbrellas. He used to suffer a lot from monthly tests when he was in school, and now that he's a homeroom teacher, he has to let the flowers of our motherland get rained on.

"Didn't you just finish your exam today?"

A student in the front row asked a question.

"Yeah, we just collected the papers this afternoon, how come they're grading so fast—"

Some classmates agreed.

Because it was the final exam, the exam schedule was relatively standardized: Chinese in the morning and Math in the afternoon on the first day, and integrated subjects in the morning and English in the afternoon on the second day.

If it were a regular monthly exam, these four subjects would be compressed into one day, making the time quite tight.

"Ahem, the college entrance exam is over. You're now in your final year of high school, so you need to get used to the pace of senior year life."

The homeroom teacher straightened his face and said, "Students, thank you for your hard work. We also thank the teachers who graded the papers. After the first exam, the papers were sent directly to the computer lab for input and grading."

So our teachers graded the reports one subject at a time, and finally managed to compile them before school ended today.

At this point, the homeroom teacher subconsciously touched the report card in her hand—it was truly "still warm," as it had just been taken out of the printer and still retained some warmth.

"Now, let's look at the results!"

The homeroom teacher turned on the projector and, amidst the expectant and nervous gazes of the students, projected the report cards onto the whiteboard.

Generally speaking, report cards are considered essential reading material during self-study periods.

Usually, class officers or subject representatives would get the report cards in advance and pass them around to read. The two deskmates would take the report cards and analyze them together for half a self-study period.

Unfortunately, the homeroom teacher also wanted to share the joy with everyone, which diminished the students' happiness.

Since it's the release of the results, we should naturally look at them from bottom to top, but the homeroom teacher wouldn't comment on them on the spot.

Criticizing students should only be done after the grades are released, by calling them one by one into the office.

At the same time, too many people criticizing each other can lead to a sense of schadenfreude among the guys, like, "Wow, you got criticized too."

The moment the list was released, everyone started searching for names, both their own and others'.

The brothers Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao were sitting next to each other, but this time the younger brother was on top of the older brother.

Su Xiaoqiang has made significant progress and has now entered the top ten in her class.

Liu Miaomiao's grades remained stable, with little fluctuation compared to the last time.

Zhao Menghua and Chen Wenwen's scores have declined—they may not have performed well.

until-

Lu Mingfei;

Class ranking: 1

Grade ranking: 1

The classroom was quiet for a moment, then erupted into a commotion. During the quiet evening self-study time, the senior students (9)

The noise emitted by the class was particularly eye-catching.

"Force them to act like oxen, force them to act like oxen."

The class representative for Chinese turned around and gave Lu Mingfei a thumbs up.

"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit—"

His deskmate was more direct.

"How the hell did that happen?"

This question has arose in the minds of most people.

"Although the students in our school are all quite good, don't tell me he only studied for a month—"

Lu Mingfei blinked and smiled as he met the surprised or admiring gazes of the crowd.

Although he didn't say anything, he had already put on an act.

Suddenly someone started clapping, and soon the applause filled the entire classroom.

Relationships during student days are very pure. When a classmate becomes the top student in the grade, most people, especially boys, would never think that his rise in rank would push them down.

They would only treat this top student as a topic of gossip.

Whenever this is mentioned, it's always, "Do you know so-and-so? They're in our class. They used to poop, but then somehow, they suddenly had a breakthrough—"

"Lu Mingfei, come to my office."

The homeroom teacher stood at the door, smiling.

Lu Mingfei stood up, his back ramrod straight, and left the classroom amidst the gazes of the crowd.

This feeling was quite different from when he went to the auditorium to receive an award for his act of bravery last time, because Lu Mingfei knew that Zhou Minhao was behind the scenes when the school suddenly awarded him the award.

Although I am very grateful to Lao Zhou, I feel a greater sense of accomplishment from putting in a month of hard work and then winning the championship.

On his way to the office, the smile on his face never stopped.

Inside the office.

Lu Mingfei sat opposite the homeroom teacher and took the chocolate-covered liquor from his hand.

"This is a Father's Day gift from my daughter, but I don't like eating these, so I gave them all to my students."

The homeroom teacher also held a chocolate-covered liquor in his hand and made a gesture of raising a glass to Lu Mingfei.

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Lu Mingfei casually activated his Secret-Seeking Hand and discovered that this thing actually used the ancient method—not in terms of the production process, but in terms of the 40-proof brandy added to the core.

When a large cup of white wine is poured, it is considered a "white wine".

The two of them each ate one, which was meant to liven up the atmosphere. The homeroom teacher looked at Lu Mingfei as if he were looking at a rare treasure.

"I even suspect you cheated."

The homeroom teacher practically had "How come you're so awesome?" written all over his face.

After all, he had seen Lu Mingfei's enthusiasm for studying during this period.

"Cheating to get first place in the grade is probably quite difficult."

Lu Mingfei remained calm and composed.

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

[Changing the homeroom teacher's opinion] - Wish fulfilled.

This is the third wish that Lu Mingfei fulfilled today.

The first is to completely suppress Zhao Menghua, and the second is to corner Chen Wenwen against the wall.

Next came the teacher's praise session. It wasn't very long, but Lu Mingfei was quite happy. After all, who doesn't like to be praised?

As he was about to leave the office, the homeroom teacher casually mentioned, "There's an end-of-term talent show next week, Lu Mingfei, do you have any special vocal talents?"