Quick Wear: Reversing Life

Hou Yue was listening to Yu Tiantian telling some interesting stories about Class 1.

Li Zijun ran towards Chen Yu and asked, "Why are you with Hou Yue? Didn't you say you were going to train today?"

The boy next to Chen Yu said, "You mean the two girls at the back? Do you know them? They're from the physics competition in their second year of high school."

"Chen Yu, you are so lucky. The school beauty is waiting for you after school." The boy put his arm around Chen Yu's shoulders and joked.

Li Zijun wore a navy-style short skirt today, and her legs were thin and white, which was particularly pleasing to the eye. Seeing Hou Yue wearing a simple school uniform, she felt a subtle sense of satisfaction in her heart.

Hou Yue also saw Li Zijun and walked over to say hello.

Yu Tiantian knew the name of the school beauty, but had never seen her up close. She stood by and looked at Li Zijun quietly, looking at her beautiful collarbone and ankles.

I sighed in my heart, she is indeed the school beauty——

Well, it seems that Hou Yue is prettier.

"Your grades are so good? You even made it into the physics competition team." After all, they were elementary school classmates, so Li Zijun had to say hello to Hou Yue.

Hou Yue smiled: "The teacher thought I was smart enough, so he asked me to join in temporarily."

Chen Yu said, "You're too modest. It seems the high school sophomore group will be competing in a few days. The fact that the teacher asked you to join at short notice means your physics grades are really good."

Yu Tiantian spoke at the right moment: "Your start and end are pretty good. I still need to ask Hou Yue for help on some questions."

Li Zijun was an arts student, studying liberal arts. She didn't know much about these things, but she knew how difficult the comprehensive science exam was. She'd heard that Hou Yue was at the bottom of the class in her freshman year, but she hadn't expected to make it to the competition team now.

Seeing Chen Yu speaking up for Hou Yue, she felt a little uncomfortable.

The girl next to Li Zijun said to Hou Yue, "Zijun said you all danced ballet in elementary school. Are you still practicing? New Year's Day is only a month away. Zijun wants to rehearse a ballet, but there aren't many dancers who learn ballet, so Zijun is trying to find someone. How about you come and help?"

Hou Yue said: "She can perform a solo dance."

"I performed a solo last year."

"So what are you going to arrange?"

"Swan Lake."

Hou Yue laughed: "Swan Lake is over two hours long, with so many roles and dancers. How do you arrange it?"

Li Zijun said, "I haven't thought about it yet."

"Then take your time to think about it. I'm going home first." Hou Yue raised the paper in her hand: "I still have tests to do."

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During this week, Hou Yue's life was quite busy. Every day, besides attending classes and doing homework, she would go to the training room to do exercises.

She gradually became familiar with the people in the competition group, often discussing questions together, and also had a lot of exchanges with Song Qi. She and Song Qi often debated which method was simpler to solve the problem, and the people around them made their comments.

Even if they met in the corridor of the teaching building, they would greet each other, and sometimes they would come out of the comprehensive building together.

Then people began to spread rumors about Hou Yue and Song Qi.

The people in Class 1 were not so bored as to go and ask Song Qi, but it was hard for Hou Yue in Class 7. From time to time, someone passed by the window of Class 7, looked at Hou Yue, and whispered.

"Is she really with the God of Learning?"

"I don't know. Recently people say that she and Song Qi are getting closer."

Xu Juncheng also heard some of the rumors. He looked at Hou Yue in front of him without any expression. Her desk was piled with competition papers, and some of the questions were incomprehensible.

Qin Yu, who used to like to chatter and gossip, became much quieter, for fear of disturbing Hou Yue who was doing her homework.

Hou Yue didn't mind. Listening to Qin Yu's gossip occasionally was quite relaxing.

...

On Saturday, the competition team went to the city to participate in the competition.

Most of the participants are from key high schools in the city. The number of people is not large, and the competition is divided into grade groups. It is much simpler than the national competition. The results will be released in the afternoon after the morning exam.

The venue was a high school gymnasium, where tables and chairs were neatly arranged, and at the front of the gymnasium were the judges' seats and podium.

There were only a few dozen people taking the exam, which lasted two and a half hours.

Hou Yue sat near the audience seats, where some teachers and logistics staff sat. Hou Yue saw that the leading teacher from No. 1 Middle School was also sitting there.

After the test paper was handed out, Hou Yue scanned it from beginning to end as usual. The questions were not too difficult, and Hou Yue had enough time to check.

The candidates below were writing furiously, while the teachers on the stage were leisurely observing the students' conditions.

Beautiful people always receive more attention.

Hou Yue was close to the audience and was quickly noticed by the teachers.

There's no other reason, it's just that this student's posture when writing the questions is so beautiful, with his back straight, head slightly lowered, and expression focused.

The gymnasium was silent, with no other sounds except the faint sound of the invigilator's footsteps.

Hou Yue took more than an hour to finish the test paper, then spent another half an hour checking it, and finally spent another twenty minutes thinking about the questions he was unsure about. At this time, there was still half an hour left before the end of the exam.

Hou Yue put down his pen and was hesitating whether to hand in the paper early. After hesitating for a while, he saw Song Qi in front of him raise his hand to signal, then handed the paper to the invigilator and left the examination room.

So Hou Yue followed suit and handed in the paper as soon as it left the examination room.

The teachers in the audience shook their heads when they saw this. "What's the point of being pretty? It's not enough to keep your mind focused."

Song Qi was under the shade of a tree not far from the gymnasium, and Hou Yue walked towards him.

"Have you finished writing?" Song Qi asked.

Hou Yue nodded and asked, "The last question in the multiple-choice test is multiple choice. What did you choose?"

Song Qi recalled.

"What's the mass of ball B?" Song Qi said, "BC."

Hou Yue said: "Isn't it D?"

Song Qi frowned: "D? The momentum one?"

"Correct."

"Aren't those three answers?" Song Qi said.

"Correct."

"you sure?"

“I wasn’t sure at first, but then I chose it.”

Song Qi was about to say something when he saw his team leader coming out from behind the gymnasium.

"You two, you handed in your papers early. Can you be more patient?" the teacher scolded them. "Song Qi, forget about you, but what's wrong with you, Hou Yue? Why did you also learn his bad habits?"

Hou Yue said, "It's a bit stuffy in there."

The teacher was angry: "If you calm down, you won't feel bored. How many times did you check the test paper?"

"Twice," Hou Yue said. "I looked again at the parts I wasn't sure about."

The teacher said, "You can't hand in your paper early! This paper has a lot of traps, specifically for those who are careless."

"Other schools are eyeing our school. Last year, No. 1 Middle School won three first prizes and seven second prizes. I wonder what good results you can get this year."

There were a total of thirteen people participating in the competition from No. 1 Middle School, all of whom were seeded players selected from the top science classes.

After the exam, the teachers paid for a hot pot meal for the students. At the dinner table, everyone had a heated discussion on the last multiple-choice question.

Some people choose BC, some choose CD, and some choose BD.

Only Hou Yue insisted that the answer was BCD.

"How can there be three correct answers to a multiple-choice question?" someone said.

Some people also held a counter-argument: "That's possible. I was struggling when I chose. I think the conditions of BCD are all correct."

So someone asked Song Qi what he chose.

Song Qi said: "BC."

So those who chose BC started cheering.

Hou Yue said: "When mB is kept smaller than mA, the larger mB is, the greater the momentum of ball B will be after it hits ball B."

"Theoretically, D is correct," the teacher said. "If there were only three correct answers, then Hou Yue would have gotten six points for this question, and you would all have gotten three points."

Song Qi was silent. He was indeed faster when writing the multiple-choice questions.

So I couldn't help but look at the girl opposite me.

Through the billowing white smoke, the girl was explaining a question to the person next to her. Perhaps because of the spicy hot pot base, her lips were red and plump.

"No way, if there really are three, then I'm missing a few points, ah——" someone wailed.

Skipping the part of checking answers, everyone started to guess how many first prizes and second prizes there would be this year.

"Song Qi will definitely get one, and Hou Yue should get one too." Yu Tiantian said, "Li Yuan has always been very good, so he will definitely get a first prize as well. Ah, I think you all can win first prize! I feel like I'm not feeling good with the questions this time, so first prize might be difficult."

...

The results will be announced at 3pm, followed by the award ceremony.

Among the students in No. 1 Middle School, six won first prizes, and the rest were second prizes. When the team leader heard the results, he was so surprised that he said the hot pot money was worth it.

Just as Yu Tiantian said, Song Qi, Hou Yue, and Li Yuan all won first prizes. There was also a girl who had mediocre grades before, but she also won first prize this time.

When Hou Yue went on stage to receive the award, there was a very tall boy standing next to her. He was about 1.9 meters tall, with a tough look and sharp eyebrows. He was not wearing a school uniform, so it was unknown which school he was from.

He is tall and has a slightly hunched back, which makes him look lazy.

Hou Yue didn't pay attention to him, but heard someone ask in her ear: "Are you from Hongling Primary School?"

Hou Yue didn't react and turned her head subconsciously, and found that their faces were a little close.

The boy also realized that something was wrong, so he straightened up and kept some distance, and then the two of them looked into each other's eyes.

"Hou Yue. From Hongling Primary School?"

Hou Yue nodded.

"Oh, we were in the same class in elementary school. I'm Li Weiyuan."

Hou Yue's memories all came from the original owner's memory reading. The original owner's impression of elementary school was much fainter. It was not until the system prompted that there was such a person that he nodded slowly.

Li Weiyuan looked at Hou Yue. Because of his tall stature, everyone looked very petite to him. From his angle, he could see Hou Yue's curled eyelashes and the tip of her nose.

"Aren't you studying ballet? Why are you studying science?"

"Is there any conflict between studying science and dancing ballet?" said Hou Yue.

Li Weiyuan wanted to say something, but the teacher who was presenting the awards had already walked over, so he had to shut up.

Noticing the situation, Song Qi lowered his eyes and pursed his lips imperceptibly.

...

There were 20 first prizes in the city this time, and six of them were from No. Middle School. The teachers were all smiling and asked the students to take a group photo in front of the gymnasium.

Song Qi and Hou Yue stood in the middle as the front of the group. They were very close to each other in the photo, and Song Qi could smell the faint fragrance of Hou Yue's hair.

The contestants passing by looked over. Hou Yue saw Li Weiyuan standing in the No. 3 Middle School team, looking at her from a distance and waving.

Song Qi asked, "Do you know that person?"

"Elementary school classmate."

"What are you two whispering about? Song Qi, can you please smile? You never cooperate in group photos." The teacher raised her voice, "This group photo will be put on the grade honor wall. Don't blame me if it doesn't look good."

"Come on—1, 2, 3, eggplant—"