Peerless Cupid System

"I have already granted you the ability to remember everything you see."

Huan Yue offered a reminder.

Ling Ziqian nodded, feeling neither joy nor disappointment, and returned to his room.

Sitting down at his desk, Ling Ziqian picked up his English textbook, casually opened an article, and patiently read two paragraphs.

He closed the book, shut his eyes, and tried to recall what he had just seen. In his mind, everything he had just witnessed came to mind.

It's amazing that they can actually remember everything they see!

Ling Ziqian became excited, "Cupid-chan is a goddess, what other abilities can she bestow upon me?"

"Don't be too greedy. I told you before, Cupid's power is very small. Besides, as long as you have enough 'ambiguity points,' you're practically a god!"

“That’s true…” Ling Ziqian rubbed his cheeks in frustration, “Ambiguity points are hard to earn, and now that I’ve earned them, I have to hand them over to Cupid. No matter how you look at it, I’m just an employee, not some kind of god.”

Huan Yue laughed, "In short, if you keep trying to maintain ambiguous relationships with multiple girls, you'll definitely become a god!"

Ling Ziqian's face darkened. "If I had that kind of ability, I wouldn't want to be a god!"

Ling Ziqian lacked confidence in himself, for a simple reason.

He's not handsome, an introverted homebody, and doesn't know how to talk to or interact with girls...

In short, Ling Ziqian believes that only blind girls would fall for him!

Huan Yue was speechless at this pessimistic guy. Ling Ziqian went into the bathroom to take a shower, while she went into hibernation.

After taking a shower, Ling Ziqian didn't go online. Instead, he sat at his desk and read intently.

I saw that he went to sleep very late, and the night passed without incident, as a new day began.

On my way to school, as I passed by the neighborhood next door, chubby Dou Xiaorong came out of the neighborhood.

Upon seeing Ling Ziqian, Dou Xiaorong smiled with delight.

She quickly followed Ling Ziqian's footsteps, and took out a pink lunchbox from her bag again.

It's still steamed dumplings, but the filling is different from yesterday's.

While eating steamed dumplings, Ling Ziqian curiously asked Dou Xiaorong, "Xiaorong, is your homeroom teacher easy to talk to?"

"It's alright." Dou Xiaorong looked at Ling Ziqian with a puzzled expression. "Why are you asking this?"

“I want to transfer to your class,” Ling Ziqian said.

"No way!" Dou Xiaorong exclaimed in surprise, covering her mouth in astonishment.

Ling Ziqian nodded very seriously.

He and Huan Yue made a pact to have an ambiguous relationship with Dou Xiaorong's deskmate.

Class 1 and Class 12 are so far apart, transferring classes is inevitable.

Moreover, Ling Ziqian now possesses the ability to remember everything he sees, and he is confident that he can get good grades!

Seeing Ling Ziqian's serious expression, Dou Xiaorong snapped out of her surprise and asked, "Why did you think of transferring classes?"

Ling Ziqian dared not say that it was to woo your deskmate. He stammered, "It's already the senior year of high school. If I stay in Class 12, I will definitely not get into university, so I transferred classes to change my environment."

You could transfer to Class 2, which is also a top class with a good environment. Why would you want to transfer to Class 1?

Hehe, because you're in Class 1!

Dou Xiaorong imagined this kind of conversation.

"What are you laughing at like an idiot?" Ling Ziqian looked at Dou Xiaorong with a puzzled expression.

"I'm so happy for you! I'll support you!" Dou Xiaorong raised her round fist to cheer Ling Ziqian on.

Ling Ziqian smiled and nodded, he appreciated Dou Xiaorong's encouragement.

However, Dou Xiaorong was a little worried, "If you transfer to our class, even if the homeroom teacher is willing to accept you, but..."

Ling Ziqian knew what Dou Xiaorong was worried about. "Don't worry about my grades. I will study hard!"

"If you encounter anything you don't understand, be sure to ask me!" Dou Xiaorong thought for a moment, "I'll tutor you instead. You can't run away like you used to!"

Dou Xiaorong had been tutoring Ling Ziqian since elementary school, but Ling Ziqian would always run away.

Dou Xiaorong was very serious. Ling Ziqian couldn't say that he had a photographic memory, so he nodded, indicating that he wouldn't run away and would accept Dou Xiaorong's tutoring.

Upon entering the school, the two parted ways.

Dou Xiaorong hummed a song as she entered Class 1.

Seeing her deskmate Su Mingxi sitting in her seat, she rushed over to her.

"Xiao Rong, what are you so happy about?" Su Mingxi stopped Dou Xiao Rong speechlessly.

"Hehe, I won't tell you!" Dou Xiaorong smiled mysteriously at Su Mingxi and sat down in her seat.

Su Mingxi found it amusing. She was Dou Xiaorong's deskmate and best friend, so how could she not understand Dou Xiaorong's thoughts?

"You must have come to school with your childhood sweetheart again!"

"Hmph, of course!" Dou Xiaorong said smugly.

"It seems you two have a really good relationship. I've always been worried that you wouldn't be able to get married!"

"You're the one who'll never get married!"

Dou Xiaorong and Su Mingxi started playfully fighting.

"Gurgle..." A strange sound rang out.

Su Mingxi was taken aback and looked at Dou Xiaorong in surprise, "Why didn't you eat breakfast again?"

Dou Xiaorong chuckled, "I haven't been eating breakfast lately, and I feel like I've lost a lot of weight. Give me time, and I'll definitely be even slimmer than you!"

"Skipping breakfast is bad for your stomach!"

"It's nothing, I'm perfectly fine!"

Dou Xiaorong waved her hand and said something to divert Su Mingxi's attention, "That guy is planning to transfer to our class!"

"Really?" Su Mingxi asked with some doubt.

"Of course it's true, he told me himself. He said he wanted to change his environment so he could study harder!"

"I see. Class 2 has a good environment, so why didn't he transfer to Class 2? Why did he choose to transfer to Class 1?"

Su Mingxi teased her with a question, and Dou Xiaorong blushed, covering her burning cheeks and giggling...

Chapter 11 That guy is a student from Class 12!

I walked up to the teaching building.

Ling Ziqian did not walk towards the classroom.

He took a deep breath and went into the teachers' office.

Although yesterday, Pan Dongyang pounced on her and kissed her forcefully in front of everyone.

But Ou Cuisang ignored the gossip around her and still bravely went to work at the school.

Not only was she very strong, but she also seemed to look better than before the forceful kiss!

Ou Cuisang is handling Pan Dongyang's school transfer.

What a wonderful student! It's amazing that he's being scared away by all sorts of rumors.

Or did I hit him too hard yesterday and scare him?

Honestly, if only I had been brave enough to respond to him back then, things would be different now...

"Teacher Ou."

A sound came from the side, startling Ou Cuisang.

Turning her head, she saw that it was Ling Ziqian calling her, and Ou Cuisang immediately gave him a cold look.

Yesterday, Ou Cuisang exempted Ling Ziqian from writing two self-criticisms, but she suddenly felt that she had let Ling Ziqian off too easily.

Although Ling Ziqian didn't take any photos, he must have been secretly laughing to himself, which is why he forgot to take pictures!

"What do you need me for?" Ou Cuisang asked Ling Ziqian routinely as she sorted through Pan Dongyang's file.

"Teacher, I want to transfer to another class," Ling Ziqian said, explaining his purpose.

Ou Cuisang was stunned for a moment, thinking she had misheard. She turned her head in confusion and asked, "Which class do you want to transfer to?"

She didn't say it was impossible, so perhaps things would go smoothly. Ling Ziqian smiled and gave the answer, "Class 1."

"Pfft!" Ou Cuisang burst out laughing, completely losing her composure.

"..." Ling Ziqian was speechless; he wasn't joking.

Composing herself, Ou Cuisang said sternly, "Our school groups students according to their scores. You know what Class 1 and Class 12 mean, right?"

Ling Ziqian nodded, "I understand, teacher, please let me transfer to Class 1."

Ou Cuisang looked at Ling Ziqian with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot.

"Didn't you say you understood? Your grades aren't good enough. Even if I agree to let you transfer to Class 1, do you think the homeroom teacher of Class 1 will accept you? If your grades were good, you could apply to enter Class 1 anytime. But look at how many points you got on the September monthly exam!"

Ou Cuisang looked around on her desk and found a grade sheet. She poked Ling Ziqian's name with her finger.

Next to Ling Ziqian's name was written 312.

There were six subjects, with a total score of 750, but Ling Ziqian only scored 312 points.

Ling Ziqian felt somewhat embarrassed.

Ou Cuisang made a six gesture with her fingers. "Only those with a total score of 600 or above will be accepted into the elite class, so don't even think about transferring classes. Go back to class."

Ling Ziqian nodded and turned to leave the office.

"Don't run away!" Huan Yue's voice echoed in my mind. "You made a promise with me, and you've gained the ability to remember everything you see. You're now more powerful than all the students in the school!"

“To have a photographic memory is to memorize by rote, and rote memorization is not the same as applying knowledge flexibly!” Ling Ziqian said.

Huan Yue didn't understand, "Where are you going now?"

Ling Ziqian walked towards the classroom. "Go do your practice problems. Last night I went through all the textbooks I've studied and memorized everything, but I don't know if I can apply them. I need to make sure I can get over 600 points before I talk about transferring classes!"