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Chapter 93, let's snipe each other!

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"Who?! Gu Huai?!"

"No, did I hear that right? Gu Huai!"

"How is that possible? He couldn't even get into the top twenty in his class before, how could this be?"

"Holy crap! It really is Gu Huai? How did he pass the exam? Did he achieve enlightenment in Longchang?"

"Ondley Bobo~"

Come!
Come on!

If there's more suspicion, and a few more people question whether I cheated! Quick!
Add more emotion, add more provocation from the villain, and I want it to be even more exciting!

to be frank.

The result of the exam was predictable, but he really didn't expect to feel this way at this moment.

Feeling the astonishment and disbelief of those around them.

Although it wasn't that extreme, no one slammed their fist on the table, stood up, and shouted, "This is impossible! He must have cheated!"

But he did feel satisfied and pleased by those commotions.

What he lacks most in his life is the emotional value of receiving positive feedback from others because of his performance. It's as if he's never accomplished anything perfectly or beautifully.

No one was surprised by me, no one was happy for me, and even my parents never offered any encouragement for my small progress.

They just impatiently tell themselves: Is this little thing something to be proud of? Do you know how much you still lack compared to others?
He seemed to be a Kuafu who was endlessly chasing the sun, and he also wondered when he would fall down because of his blind and relentless pursuit.

He will not transform into mountains, rivers, the sun, or the moon, and probably no one will remember him for long.

After that sense of satisfaction gradually faded, he felt that this was something life owed him, something he owed himself!

I realize how much I used to crave affirmation from others, how much I longed for even a single opportunity to be the center of attention. Was it my own fault for not trying hard enough, for not deserving it because I lacked talent? Or was it simply the unfairness of fate?
Gu Huai no longer wanted to dwell on these things.

Teacher Wang, standing on the podium, adjusted his glasses and looked at Gu Huai, then asked...

"Nothing else, Gu Huai, could you tell us how you made such progress? Share your experience with everyone."

Upon hearing this, Gu Huai's sense of satisfaction vanished completely.

If I were still the same person I was before, I might think she genuinely wanted me to share my methods of progress.

However, he clearly saw a different meaning in her eyes, a subtext she hadn't expressed.

I never expected that the person questioning my grades wouldn't be a classmate, but the teacher on the podium. Of course she had doubts, otherwise why would she have said at the beginning: "I didn't mean anything by it." That statement?

This is just a case of trying to hide something obvious.

Gu Huai was even somewhat inexplicably angry at this moment.

You're the one who always says you want them to improve, right? Why are you starting to doubt them now that they've actually improved? Why didn't you call me into your office for a private questioning, instead of subtly expressing your doubts in front of the whole class?

really.

Because of the unspoken subtext in Teacher Wang's words, and the subtle tone of her voice, the initial surprise and cheers from the students gradually transformed into a different atmosphere.

Some people were secretly laughing, while others were looking at them with suspicion or strange eyes.

The faint, audible whispers gradually became clearer.

Some people are saying, "Does Teacher Wang mean that his grades are not right?"

Some people are saying, "I also feel something is wrong. Thinking about it carefully, how could someone improve so much all at once? Especially when the rest of the class isn't doing so well."

Some people are saying, "I think this monthly exam was pretty strict, it shouldn't be to the point of cheating, right?"

Someone else said, "I have experience with this. Copying answers without thinking, and not even bothering to change a few answers, has now gotten you caught, hasn't it? Hahaha."

These sounds are like a summer night when you're feeling incredibly sleepy and exhausted, but mosquitoes are buzzing around your ear.

To the point where I wanted to slap him to death.

However, Gu Huai felt that the level of dislike was acceptable and normal, after all, children of this age are easily influenced.

Especially since the person leading this class is standing on the podium, able to control an entire class with just a few words.

He could understand Teacher Wang's doubts about himself.

After all, under normal circumstances, if the exam content becomes more difficult and the whole class's grades are not good, it is questionable for an inconspicuous student to make great progress.

The problem is that the middle-aged woman standing on the stage, calmly observing him, did not consider his own feelings.

It's fine to have doubts, but could you ask them privately and discreetly, without having all the classmates watching and listening?

What if he were still Gu Huai, who was inarticulate, unable to express himself, and lacked the courage to argue with his teacher? He would live under the suspicion of others for a long time and be inexplicably labeled.

It could even affect his/her next exam score, thus satisfying everyone's suspicions and making him/her a confirmed cheater.

Even though he did use the system and some tricks in real-world review, Gu Huai never thought of cheating to get good grades.

Fortunately, he's not the same Gu Huai as before, even if he has so-called persuasion skills that might convince the other party.

But now he doesn't want to use it, and he feels he shouldn't use it.

There's no need to convince her whether she's been opportunistic or not; right is right, and wrong is wrong.

Looking at the woman on the podium, who remained calm and composed, seemingly unaware that there was anything wrong with what she had said.

Gu Huai stood up.

He didn't show the turbulent emotions he felt on his face; instead, he smiled and even seemed somewhat naive as he faced the seemingly insurmountable and unapproachable woman on the podium.

"I don't have much experience either. Maybe it's just about accumulating knowledge over time? Like a gradual accumulation leading to a breakthrough?"

Hearing Gu Huai's words and seeing the look in his eyes, Teacher Wang felt extremely uncomfortable for some reason.

He can still laugh? So confident?
She couldn't help but continue, "Then why weren't your grades steadily improving before? This sudden surge seems so irregular. Never mind, I was just asking casually, sit down."

She thought that if the boy knew what was good for him, he should stop talking. Continuing to speak would be impolite and would be a challenge to her authority as the homeroom teacher.

After all, you see the truth very clearly, don't you?
Didn't you give him a way out? Don't be so stubborn about saving face.

But Gu Huai is just so obsessed with saving face.

Not only did he not sit down, he even started talking nonsensically.

"Maybe it's because I had bad luck before? I felt that the questions in this monthly exam were quite easy for me, haha."

"Hey, hey, he said he had bad luck?"

"Hahaha, that's hilarious! It's not like it's all multiple choice, so where does the luck come from?"

"Just deny it to the death. What's there to say? You can't even come up with a good reason."

Gu Huai didn't care about these comments.

They don't need to respect themselves, because they won't care about them anyway.

He just stared straight at the woman on the podium. He never knew that one day he would have the courage to look his homeroom teacher in the eye.

But his emotions at that moment strongly compelled him to do so.

He had to do something to justify his hard work, getting up early and working late, and finding time to review his high school studies.

He knew clearly that perhaps this kind of thing had not only happened to him, and he did not know who else had had a similar experience, but he hoped that none of the students the woman in front of him would face similar difficulties in the future.

No longer believe that just because you are an elder or a teacher, you can do whatever you want to students, or even vent your emotions and doubts.

Teacher Wang clearly noticed that something was wrong with Gu Huai.

His seemingly relaxed and playful response, coupled with the way he stared straight at me, was undoubtedly a provocation.

Good luck? That's utter nonsense!
However, as a teacher, she shouldn't be too confrontational or excessive with her students.

She could easily wait for the boy to reveal his true colors.

So she gave a cold laugh and said in a casual tone, "Alright, the placement exam is coming soon. I hope you'll have such good luck next time. Sit down!"

The instruction to sit down sounded rather stern.

Gu Huai smiled and obediently sat down.

Just when everyone thought the suddenly tense atmosphere was about to end.

Unexpectedly, the boy, who had already sat down, suddenly looked up.

"Then Teacher Wang will just have to wait and see!"

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The whole classroom was silent.

Those skeptical looks instantly turned into astonished surprise.

None of them expected that this boy would be so stubborn and defiant, daring to talk back to Old Wang!

As for Teacher Wang?
She was all smiles, which made her crow's feet even more noticeable.

Only Cai Yan in the front row noticed that the fingers she was pressing on the edge of the podium had turned pale from the force she was using.

Bloodless.