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Not to mention a regular class, even in an honors class, this is considered a very good result.

However, looking at the entire test paper, there were almost no points lost due to carelessness.

It's fair to say he scored every point he could to achieve this result.

To put it more bluntly, the questions for which he lost points were ones he genuinely didn't understand at all.

This result is not bad, but in a sense, this is the current upper limit of his mathematics.

If one or two more obscure questions were asked, his score would likely be significantly reduced.

He had a rough idea of ​​his score as soon as he received the exam paper.

One glance, and oh no, we're doomed.

I've never seen several of these questions before, so how can I possibly solve them?

Mo Xiangwen sighed softly, folded the test paper in half and put it under the book, planning to copy down the questions he got wrong into his error notebook later and do them again.

I turned around to ask Cai Yibin how he did on the exam, but found him grinning like a fool at his math test paper.

"You seem so happy, what score did you get?"

As if he had been waiting for Cai Yibin to ask this question, Cai Yibin answered his question almost immediately.

"90 points, no more, no less." Cai Yibin said with a smug look on his face, "This is the score I got after guessing several multiple-choice questions correctly."

"Sure, luck is also part of ability. Maybe you'll get lucky in the college entrance exam and do even better."

"Hehe, thank you for your kind words, but you don't need to be too envious of me."

Mo Xiangwen shook his head, too lazy to pay him any attention.

Let him be happy, that's fine. There's no need to spoil his mood. Let him enjoy his happiness for a while longer.

"I don't know why the teacher didn't read out the scores this time and let us go up and collect them ourselves," Cai Yibin said with a hint of regret.

"The third mock exam is meant to build students' confidence, right? Maybe they didn't do that because they didn't perform well this time," Mo Xiangwen said after thinking for a moment.

Cai Yibin paused for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

For some reason, he even patted himself on the shoulder.

*Snap!* The crisp sound of the ruler hitting the podium rang out again, and the noisy classroom, which had been filled with discussions about scores and questions, fell silent once more.

"Ahem." The homeroom teacher cleared his throat. "Before explaining the questions, I have a few more things to say."

"This time, many students in the class have made great progress, which is a good thing."

"I hope that students will continue their efforts and strive to achieve even better results in the college entrance examination."

"Therefore, I would like to give special praise to these students who have made outstanding progress."

Cai Yibin, who had been eagerly anticipating the arrival of the gift, suddenly brightened up: "Could it be...?"

"Mo Xiangwen, a student in our class, achieved a score of 122 in mathematics in this mock exam."

wow——

The quiet classroom erupted in chaos, like a boulder thrown into still water, causing a huge uproar.

The homeroom teacher, still not satisfied with just that, added, "Not only is his math score the highest in the class."

"His total score in this mock exam reached the second-tier university admission line, and was even higher than the average score of the top class."

The noise in the classroom finally became uncontrollable and exploded with a loud bang.

We've all known each other in the class for so long, everyone knows who you are.

A person who originally failed math suddenly jumps to a top-level score of 120+.

Why did it suddenly take off all by itself, completely different from before?

Dude, this is too fake. It's hard for people not to be suspicious.

“I know what you’re thinking, but Mo Xiangwen was sitting right here during the exam.”

The homeroom teacher tapped the desk in front of his podium with a ruler, startling the student so much that he leaned back and almost fell over with his chair.

"I was the one proctoring this exam that day," the homeroom teacher continued in a steady voice. "He took almost all of his mock exams right under my nose."

"If you think he has the ability to cheat in the mock exam right under my nose."

The students in the class looked at each other, unsure of what to say.

Instead of doubting others, you should think carefully.

“Mo Xiangwen would come out and ask me questions during self-study time, and he would ask me questions for the whole class period.”

"What are you doing?"

"Are you playing? Or studying?"

"If you're learning, why don't you come out and ask me if you have any questions?"

"You only see other people's achievements, but you don't see what they've sacrificed behind the scenes?"

As the homeroom teacher continued to question them, the classroom fell completely silent, plunging into a deathly stillness.

Don't expose our struggles. We're all students in regular classes, how could we possibly be studying for an entire self-study period?

Why would they be so diligent in asking the teachers on duty questions, and why would they spend an entire class period asking questions?

Damn, how come I never knew there were scoundrels among the crowd!

Almost instantly, he felt the entire class's gaze and hatred focused on him.

Mo Xiangwen quietly lowered his head, using the wall of books as cover to avoid everyone's gaze.

Although he also aspires to be outstanding, he is not really used to or fond of being the center of attention.

With the wall of books blocking everyone's view, they could no longer condemn you with their eyes (because you violated an agenda), so they had no choice but to give up.

Then the homeroom teacher spoke up again, but this time he helped to divert everyone's attention a little.

"And Cai Yibin also made significant progress in this third mock exam."

"Don't relax, keep working hard."

Mo Xiangwen turned to look at him and found that the joy on Cai Yibin's face had disappeared, and he was now in a daze.

So, Mo Xiangwen nudged his arm and said, "I'm praising you, so show some reaction, okay?"

Cai Yibin stiffly turned his head towards him, and after a long while, he finally cursed, "Damn it, there's a dog."

......

After class, the homeroom teacher called his name and asked him to come to the office later.

Although he didn't know why, Mo Xiangwen had no choice but to agree.

He dawdled around taking care of his urgent need before finally heading to his office.

The teaching building for senior high school students and the office building for teachers are located directly opposite each other, and it is also the closest to the offices among all the teaching buildings.

When Mo Xiangwen arrived at the office, he found a middle-aged woman talking to the homeroom teacher.

She had dark skin and wore an old-fashioned coarse cloth shirt. She stood to the side somewhat reservedly, and no matter how much the homeroom teacher tried to persuade her to sit down, it was to no avail.

Mo Xiangwen hesitated for a moment, then knocked on the office door and called out, "Reporting in." Only then did the homeroom teacher notice his arrival.

"Oh, Mo Xiangwen, you've arrived." The homeroom teacher nodded to him with a very kind smile: "Come in."

When he walked up to the homeroom teacher and stood next to the middle-aged woman, he noticed her red eyes.

"It's nothing much, I just wanted to tell you something," the homeroom teacher said seriously. "Your math grades have improved a lot thanks to your intensive study during this period."

"My suggestion is that you shift your focus of study to English and science subjects now."

"Your scores in these two subjects are relatively low, which could easily drag you down. If you do poorly on one of them, you might not be able to get into a second-tier university."

At this point, his voice became quite high-pitched again.

"However, to put it another way, there is still a lot of room for improvement in these two subjects."

"You just need to brush up on your basics, and getting into a second-tier university will be a piece of cake for you."

"Okay, teacher, I understand." Mo Xiangwen nodded: "I'll adjust it when I get back."

"Okay, keep up the good work." The homeroom teacher was satisfied with his attitude: "There's nothing else, go back to your studies."

Mo Xiangwen walked out of the office, intending to return to the classroom, but found Liao Feiyang squatting on the lawn outside the office building.

He looked terrible and kept pulling at the grass on the lawn.

Out of consideration for his friendship with the classmate who had helped him buy wonton noodles, he decided to show some concern for him.

"what happened to you?"

Liao Feiyang looked up at him, then looked down again and continued to fiddle with the grass roots he had dug up.

"I didn't do well on the test, and my parents were called in. Didn't you just go into the office? That's my mom."

"Because of the time you got caught climbing over the wall?"

"Hmm." Liao Feiyang sighed, "Actually, I thought at most I'd get a good scolding, but that wouldn't matter."

"If you don't care about anything, why do you look so worried?"

“I don’t care about being scolded, I’m used to it, whether it’s my mom or my homeroom teacher.” Liao Feiyang’s voice grew lower and lower: “But my mom cried.”

Mo Xiangwen was speechless, unsure of what to say.

He seemed to have done this before, though he didn't remember why, but it did make his mother cry.

“I can’t stand it when my mom cries.” Liao Feiyang seemed to be recalling something, and then quickly continued, “I remember the last time my mom cried was when my dad, who has a disability in his left hand and can’t do farm work well, said he was going to go to another province to work and earn money for us.”

"She didn't cry out loud, she just wiped away her tears alone in her room."

“She didn’t know that I saw it through the crack in the door from outside.”

"Now, she's come to the school office again because of my matter."

"I know my mom is a very strong-willed person who cares a lot about her image."

"Because her son climbed over the wall to go online, he was called to the school, which was already a very embarrassing thing for her."

"I thought she would hit me and scold me, but I didn't expect her to burst into tears after only a few words."

Liao Feiyang looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh: "Mo Xiangwen, tell me, am I a good-for-nothing son?"

Mo Xiangwen really wanted to tell him, yes, you're a bastard.

But what about him before? Didn't he also climb over the wall with them to stay up all night online, even though the college entrance exam was approaching?

Okay, then he's a bastard too.

Being called a scoundrel is fine, but what's the point of calling someone a scoundrel now?

Mo Xiangwen thought for a moment and said to him, "I have a way to solve your current problems all at once."

"Hmm, tell me?" Liao Feiyang said nonchalantly, seemingly not having much hope for his solution.

“But the price is that you have to get me breakfast for more than twenty days, until the college entrance exam is over.” Mo Xiangwen shrugged and continued, “You don’t need to get me breakfast from outside; the school cafeteria’s is fine.”

It wasn't that he really needed someone to help him get breakfast; he just wanted to make a request so that he would feel more comfortable with it.

"Okay, no problem. I don't really want to climb over the wall to get out anyway."

"Just rush into the office now and shout, 'Teacher! I want to get a bachelor's degree!' Remember, your voice has to be loud enough that the whole building can hear you."

"How could that be? It's only been twenty days. With my level, I'm hopeless at getting into a bachelor's program." Liao Feiyang chuckled self-deprecatingly and shook his head. "Do you think everyone is like you, Mo Xiangwen?"

"Wow, that's amazing! You've improved from a third-tier university to a second-tier university so quickly. Even your homeroom teacher praised you in class."

“Yeah, you’re not me.” Mo Xiangwen scoffed, “But are you convinced? Do you think you’re incapable?”

Liao Feiyang seemed somewhat swayed by his words, but still asked hesitantly, "Will this really work?"

Mo Xiangwen now really wanted to kick Liao Feiyang and give him one last push.

But reason told him that he had done enough.

I've tried to persuade you, but if it doesn't work, then so be it.

What if it doesn't work out and they hold a grudge against you? That would be terrible.

After working for so long, don't you know how to protect yourself?