Start as a top student after transmigrating.

"What will you do?" Chen Dong pressed.

"I'm proud of him, after all, he's a student I taught, and I'm honored to have him." Han Ning'er chuckled and joked, clearly still not believing that Chen Dong could score 700.

It's not her fault. After all, Chen Dong's reputation as a poor student was already firmly established. Even if the tutoring was very effective during this period, it was impossible for him to transform from a poor student into a top student overnight.

What does 700 points mean?

Even under normal circumstances, Qingjiang Middle School rarely produces such a talent. Even if they were in No. 1 Middle School, they would be among the top students in their grade and stand at the top of the city.

Moreover, this is a mock exam with hellish difficulty. A score of 700 is more valuable than a regular exam, and it's estimated that he could win the top spot in the city.

A top-tier underachiever wants to become the city's top scorer in just over half a month? Who would believe that?

"It's rare to find someone in such a good mood, how about we make a bet?" Chen Dong said with interest, slinging his backpack over one shoulder.

"What are we betting on?" Han Ning'er blinked curiously.

"Let's bet on whether I can get 700 points on the mock exam. If I don't, I'll grant you a wish unconditionally, and vice versa, how about it?" Chen Dong was calculating in his mind.

"You said it yourself, are you sure it counts?" Han Ning'er suddenly became excited.

"Brother Dong's word is his bond."

"Okay, then I'll bet with you."

Without the slightest hesitation, wasn't this simply giving her the opportunity to make demands? And if Chen Dong could actually do it, that would be even better.

Winning or losing is something to be happy about.

"Then it's settled."

Chen Dong had already decided on his request. After making an agreement with Han Ning'er, he picked up his schoolbag and prepared to go home.

"Wait a minute, Dong-ge."

Han Ning'er picked up a pen from the table and caught up with Chen Dong, pulling his hand and writing the words "perfect score" on his wrist. She claimed it was a blessing from a top student, so he could absorb some of the top student's talent.

"My goodness, it's the 21st century already." Chen Dong was speechless. A top student who's good at exams still believes in this?

"So what if it's the 21st century? Anyway, this is my blessing, and you're not allowed to wash it off." Han Ning'er smiled, her expression leaving no room for argument.

"Okay, I've received your blessings and talent. I promise to get you 700 points." Chen Dong was tolerant of her childish nature.

……

The next day.

After staying up all night writing, Chen Dong slept until almost eight o'clock. Because the mock exam was conducted in the same format as the college entrance examination, with the exam starting at nine o'clock in the morning, he slept a little longer.

My energy and spirit are much better than usual.

"Son, Mom cooked you two eggs and fried dough sticks."

When Zeng Ling came downstairs, she saw him and ran into the kitchen to bring the prepared breakfast to the table.

"Mom, you believe in this too?" Chen Dong smiled helplessly.

One fried dough stick and two eggs, 100 points.

Although he had never enjoyed it, he had at least seen pigs run, even if he had never eaten pork.

"It's all breakfast anyway, so what's the difference? It's better to have something auspicious than not to believe," Zeng Ling thought, since she wasn't losing anything anyway.

"The Chinese exam is this morning, out of 150 points. I'm afraid 100 points won't be enough," Chen Dong joked as he picked up a fried dough stick, dipped it in hot milk, and ate it.

"It doesn't matter, it's a perfect score anyway," Zeng Ling said with a smile.

"Then I'll try my best to get a perfect score," Chen Dong joked.

"Grades don't matter, as long as you do your best on the exam."

Zeng Ling took it as a joke. She didn't have high expectations for Chen Dong's grades. She knew what her son's grades were like and could accept whatever they were.

Besides, they're already last place, how much worse can they get?

……

"Brother Dong."

As soon as I arrived at school, I ran into Liu Yumo and Jiang Lina.

The two had been getting very close during this time. With the "decree" given to her by Chen Dong in hand, Jiang Lina had been keeping an eye on Liu Yumo, ready to "settle personal scores" at any time.

I have to say, it feels pretty good to be able to openly bully the thugs from the past.

Moreover, she, who was originally a laid-back person, wanted to make a final push for her undergraduate studies in the last six months. While supervising Liu Yumo, she could also occasionally get guidance from the two top students.

Why not?

"How did you sleep last night?" Chen Dong nodded in response and then asked with a smile.

"I went to bed early, and I feel refreshed and clear-headed. I'm sure I'll improve this time." Liu Yumo was full of confidence. He had never felt so clear-headed before entering the examination room.

I used to be a complete mess, rolling my eyes at the test papers, and most of my two hundred points were guessed.

"I heard the mock exam is very difficult. I don't know if I can do well." Jiang Lina was a little nervous, a feeling she had never experienced before.

She used to be very laid-back. She was a little short of the undergraduate admission line, and even if she managed to get into the third batch of undergraduate programs, the tuition would be extremely expensive. She was willing to help her mother with some chores so that she could secure a place in the first batch of vocational colleges.

But now that she has ambitions and wants to climb higher, she naturally cares more about it.

"Don't be nervous. It's important to stay calm. Besides, you've been studying well lately, so you should be able to improve. Believe in yourself," Chen Dong encouraged.

Mindset is very important. Maintaining a calm mind helps you perform well. Chen Dong had seen people who were originally excellent students but underperformed because they were too nervous during the college entrance examination.

"Look at your brother Mo, he's so young, he can handle it with ease." Liu Yumo patted his chest, calm and confident.

"Of course you have a good attitude. With your grades, is there any room for them to drop?" Jiang Lina rolled her eyes at him dismissively.

Playing around and joking around, a few teasing words did ease the tension.

The three headed towards the classroom. Ye Wanwan had already arrived. They agreed to meet at the school gate after the exam and then find their respective exam rooms on the exam schedule posted next to the blackboard.

"Brother Dong, Brother Mo."

As expected, Chen Dong and Liu Yumo were in the last exam room, commonly known as "Classroom 23," a room where only the top students from each class could take the exam.

They sat in twos and threes in the empty classroom, their faces showing no sign of the tension of an upcoming exam, only the weariness of someone who hadn't woken up yet.

As Chen Dong and his companion arrived, they suddenly perked up and greeted each other.

"Dong-ge, are there any activities after we hand in our papers?"

"Want to play billiards?"

That's what they care about. As for exams, they're a test for good students, and for them, it's no less important than a holiday, a time when they can openly go out and play.

They don't care about grades. They don't even bother to cheat or copy answers. They'll write down the answers for you in a minute and hand in the paper early, leaving you with all the free time.

"Nothing much going on. I'm going home after the exams. You guys have fun." Chen Dong just smiled slightly. He couldn't control these people; he just needed to do his job.

"Cherish this exam. I can still chat with you guys now, but next time you'll have to find me in the classroom in front." Liu Yumo said, trying to sound cool.

A chorus of exclamations erupted around them.

Soon, the invigilator arrived, emphasized the examination rules, and then announced the start of the examination.

"Brother Dong, do you have any extra pens? I forgot to bring one."

While the exam papers were being passed around, a student in front of Chen Dong took the opportunity to borrow a pen.

Chen Dong was speechless. What's the difference between going to the battlefield without a gun and not bringing a pen to an exam? But it seemed he had no right to criticize others. He used to be like that too, even more perfunctory, and too lazy to even come to take the exam.

He lent the other person a pen, but returned it in less than three minutes.

Then I heard a sentence,

"Teacher, I want to hand in my paper."