After the minor character transforms into a beauty, she steals the heart of a tycoon's son.

Si Lin turned around and leaned against the wall.

The rising steam blurred the cold, stern face in the mirror, blurring memories.

The little girl cried and pushed him away, her ankles wrapped around his waist, following his assault.

It was so soft and delicate, and she cried out softly and weakly as he examined her, her voice so sweet it seemed like it could be squeezed to release water.

The water flowed down the grooves of the abdominal muscles.

Si Lin's breathing became heavier, his back taut as he leaned against the wall, and the veins on his arms bulged, extending from his forearms to his wrists.

He wanted to dirty her and bully her even more.

……

Spring dreams leave no trace.

The midterm exam rankings were released at 7:00 AM the next day.

At 6:50, the electronic screen in front of the teaching building was not yet lit, but a lot of people were already standing below it.

All of them were specially admitted students, eagerly awaiting their turn.

The knife of elimination hangs heavy, ready to fall on everyone's head.

Their midterm exam rankings will determine their future.

They were all very nervous.

The nobles entered the school gate one after another, in twos and threes, yawning, and didn't even lift their eyelids when they passed the electronic screen.

Rankings mean nothing to them; they don't need to compete for anything based on their results.

As for scholarships, those are something only specially admitted students care about.

Eliminating school rules has absolutely no impact on them.

At 7:00 sharp, the electronic screen lit up.

The rankings have been updated. First place goes to Ji Yan with 735 points.

Second place: Ruan Tang, 735 points.

Third place: Su Nian, 712 points.

There are many more below, but the first two rows are enough to make the crowd explode.

"Ruan Tang? That secretary from the executive council?"

"735! Tied with Ji Yan? How is that possible?"

"Ji Yan is a top student. Su Nian, who's always second, has never even been tied with him once. And she's only been here for a short time..."

Those who did well on the exam, who weren't worried about being eliminated by special admissions students, had no time to be shocked by the reshuffling of the top three.

The specially admitted students at the very end had no interest in these things at all.

A girl wearing glasses stood at the back of the crowd, looking at her name on the ranking list. She had just passed the elimination line.

She lowered her head, her shoulders trembling slightly. Her companion reached out to pat her back, but then lowered her hand after it had been suspended in mid-air.

Having narrowly escaped this round, they are about to enter the next round of fierce competition.

Their lives are precarious.

A moment's comfort is of no use whatsoever.

Those who were eliminated have already silently turned around and left the towering electronic screen.

They didn't even have time to grieve, because there were still so many things to do.

How do I explain this to my family? How do I choose the next school? What path should I take in the future?

Su Nian arrived as well. She looked up at the big screen and found that her name was no longer second.

It wasn't because I failed the exam, it was because there was one more person ahead of me.

She used to be second, with Ji Yan scoring several tens of points ahead of her, and she scoring several tens of points ahead of the third-place finisher, her position was secure.

Now she's been pushed down to third place, and the person who surpassed her has the exact same score as Ji Yan.

A hand reached over from the side and nudged her arm.

"Sigh." Lin Xiaokui stood next to her at some point, her right hand still wrapped in gauze, but she could already move her hand.

She looked up at the name on the second line of the screen, then at Su Nian's name, her tone carrying a hint of regret, "Su Nian, when you used to get second place, did you ever score this high?"

Su Nian shook her head, "No, 712 is already my best result."

"That's true." Lin Xiaokui nodded.

"However, your score would have been quite good in the past, but unfortunately, with Ruan Tang's arrival this year, your ranking has been lowered."

"The scholarship for special admissions students, I remember, was 500,000 for the first place and 300,000 for the second place."

"You used to get the highest-end items, right? There's a difference of 200,000; can your family afford that?"

Lin Xiaokui's words, though feigned concern, were actually an attempt to sow discord.

Su Nian's fingers gripped the backpack strap tightly, a sign of her inner turmoil.

But when she turned to look at Lin Xiao Kui, she forced a polite smile and said, "Xiao Kui, you don't need to worry."

"I've received so many scholarships and have some savings, which should be enough to cover my grandma's medical expenses for now."

Lin Xiaokui looked at Su Nian, who was clearly disappointed but pretended to be strong.

She felt a sense of anticipation, like waiting for a seed buried in the soil to sprout.

Will Su Nian give her a surprise?

Will they eventually be unable to hide it any longer and reveal something beyond their obedience?

"That's good." Lin Xiaokui smiled, withdrew her hand, and looked up again at the two names at the top of the electronic screen.

Ruan Tang.

Actually, she was also considered the top, tied for first place with Ji Yan.

Besides her beauty, her academic achievements also began to shine.

The nobles walked by one after another.

They didn't care much before or after the results were released.

Some of the boys were yawning when someone next to them grabbed their arm.

"Look..." His companion pointed to the top of the electronic screen.

The nobleman tilted his head back, his yawn stopping mid-air.

The person next to him read it aloud for him, "Ruan Tang, 735 points? Tied with Young Master Ji?"

"In the century since its founding, the top students at St. Lan School have always been from aristocratic families. There has never been a precedent of admitting students through special admissions, has there ever been one?"

The group of people stood still, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Their previous impression of Ruan Tang was probably that she was the prettiest among the special admissions students, a lucky one who worked as a secretary in the executive council, and the favored little lover of Young Master Si.

But what is Ruan Tang up to today?

Is he trying to use his status as a special admission student to step on the elite?

Although they don't care about grades, if the top spot is taken by a specially admitted student, then all the nobles will only have one feeling.

shame.

"Don't make that face." Another boy patted his companion on the shoulder.

"She has the title of deacon, but she can't be completely considered one of the special admissions students."

"And if you go back and flip through a couple of pages of the book, your grades might improve."

"It's not that we can't pass the test, it's just that we don't want to."

After he said that, the atmosphere eased a bit.

The tension on their faces gradually eased.

That makes sense.

They don't care about grades because they never thought of proving anything by relying on rote knowledge from textbooks.

A lively cocktail party, a summit of various industries, back-and-forth exchanges at the negotiating and business tables, or even a summer of training at the bottom of a conglomerate...

Any of these is more valuable than sitting in the library doing practice problems.

Ji Yan's high score was also the result of casually flipping through the book.

They are not in the same academic class as those specially admitted students who are obsessed with memorizing facts and using exams to prove themselves.

Why make comparisons? It only makes you feel upset.

The group exchanged glances, said nothing more, and turned to walk towards the teaching building.

The rankings on the electronic screen remained the same, but for them, they were no longer worth looking at.