Start as a top student after transmigrating.

"Brother Dong, want a smoke?"

Shuai Chaorong, that old man, actually took out a cigarette from his pocket. In an instant, not only Chen Dong stared at him strangely, but all the teachers around him also turned their attention to him.

"Old man, that's too much," Yang Xuesen said, glaring.

Shuai Chaorong chuckled and said, "It's all about balancing work and rest. Studying is so hard, it's not a bad thing to have a smoke to relax. After all, I'm still a bit behind in physics~"

He looked at Chen Dong's report card and was so shocked he was speechless.

He recalled that at the beginning, he thought Chen Dong was only enthusiastic for a short time and didn't believe he could learn well, even though he was capable of getting full marks in Chinese and English essays. He remained skeptical.

The mock exam results were a slap in the face, turning him into a complete fool.

Looking at the combined science exam, I got 269 out of 300, which means I lost 31 points. But I lost a full 19 points in physics. I was just being teased by the other teachers.

"Didn't they say even dogs don't study biochemistry? How come physics got so many points deducted?"

"Is physics even worse than a dog's?"

This was a close call from the biochemistry teacher, and Shuai Chaorong exclaimed in dismay, "Oh no! Chen Dong must have heard something and is deliberately making him lose face in the office!"

No, we have to support him. Next time, we must help him improve his physics score. If he can improve his physics score a little more, he will definitely have a chance at Tsinghua or Peking University.

This led to the scene where Shuai Chaorong offered a cigarette.

"Thank you, teacher, I won't smoke~" Chen Dong waved his hand, utterly speechless.

"No, no, no, okay~" Shuai Chaorong smiled sheepishly and awkwardly put the cigarette back in his pocket.

Guo Rong and her biochemistry teacher were all smiles, feeling incredibly proud that Guo Rong had gotten full marks in English and only lost a few points in biochemistry.

Zhou Houdong also had a big smile on his face. "Chen Dong, actually you still have a lot of room for improvement in Chinese. If you need any help, just tell the teacher. Next time, let's try to get over 140."

"Okay, teacher," Chen Dong replied obediently.

In his original world, his Chinese language score was not bad, and he scored 140 on the college entrance examination. However, since he had just transmigrated to this world, he needed to review his other subjects. He hadn't finished memorizing a lot of things in Chinese, so his score in the mock exam was quite good.

After reviewing it again, getting 140 shouldn't be a problem.

"Chen Dong, you can't fall behind in physics either. There's a gap of almost 20 points. You need to improve by at least half again."

Shuai Chaorong then expressed his expectations, "Once your Chinese and physics improve a bit more, Tsinghua and Peking University will be a piece of cake for you, you can get in whenever you want."

"Old Marshal is right, Chen Dong. You have a good chance of getting into Tsinghua or Peking University," Yang Xuesen echoed in agreement. This was what he wanted to tell Chen Dong when he called him to his office.

Despite Chen Dong's top ranking in the city's mock exam, Qingjiang City is still just a fifth-tier city with limited educational resources. Larger cities and provincial capitals have access to top-tier resources and are home to countless academic superstars.

Tsinghua and Peking Universities have very limited enrollment quotas for students from within the province each year, so even the top scorer from Qingjiang University may not be admitted to Tsinghua or Peking University.

However, if Chen Dong can maintain his scores in other subjects and improve his scores in Chinese and Physics by a few points, then his chances of getting into Tsinghua or Peking University will be very high.

Tsinghua and Peking Universities are highly competitive; Qingjiang City might only produce one student each year, and Qingjiang High School hasn't achieved this honor for many years. Chen Dong is the most promising student in recent years.

"Yes, my goal is Tsinghua and Peking University," Chen Dong nodded.

It was a small regret that he couldn't achieve what he did in the original world, but he wanted to make up for it this time, and his hopes were really high. Compared to his grades in the original world, his English had improved significantly.

During the original World College Entrance Examination, I only scored over 130 points in English. Fortunately, my subsequent work was closely related to English, so I not only did not fall behind but also improved a lot.

Before the mock exam, I estimated that I could get 140 in English, but I got a perfect score. That's an improvement of more than ten points. It means that as long as I return to my previous level in other subjects, I can surpass my previous score by more than ten points.

If I take the college entrance exam again, my score won't just be close to 700, but over 710, and getting into Tsinghua or Peking University will definitely not be difficult.

"That's good."

Yang Xuesen breathed a sigh of relief, his smile widening. He then opened a drawer, took out the guarantee Chen Dong had written last month, and joked:

"You've been hiding your abilities well. If you have that kind of power, why did you even need to write a guarantee?"

With such terrifying results, you could just walk into the office and do two tests on the spot to shock everyone. There's no need to write any guarantee or trouble.

Clearly, Yang Xuesen thought Chen Dong had always been learning, but was just pretending to be weak to deceive others. Young people have this kind of mentality, which is understandable.

Fortunately, he didn't miss this great figure.

"It's just that I'm not sure," Chen Dong said with an awkward smile, offering no further explanation. He didn't care what Yang Xuesen thought; it was better to let him fill in the blanks himself.

He took the guarantee, hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said seriously, "Teacher Yang, can I ask you something?"

"What is it?" Yang Xuesen picked up the thermos.

"Why wasn't I fired before?" Chen Dong asked seriously.

He knew from the moment he first entered the office after transmigrating that, given the original owner's habit of skipping school, fighting, extorting protection money, and rarely attending school, anyone else would have packed their bags and left long ago.

The fact that the original owner was able to retain her student status must not be that simple, and Yang Xuesen had also hinted at this at the time.

He wanted to ask at the time, but since he had just returned to school, the teachers' stereotypes about him hadn't changed, and he hadn't yet pieced together the pieces of his lost character, so it wasn't the right time.

Now, with the city's top-ranked results in hand, he can finally inquire about this matter.

Upon hearing this question, the surrounding teachers awkwardly returned to their seats, seemingly finding it inappropriate to discuss the matter. Yang Xuesen also paused, his thermos cup hovering near his lips.

This problem was somewhat unexpected.

"Because the school has reserved your student status." After a moment's thought, Yang Xuesen responded in this way.

"I know, what I want to ask is why my student status is being kept on? Who is intervening on my behalf?"

Chen Dong asked more directly, and after a pause, he added, "I used to be a jerk, and I never thought about these things, or rather, I didn't care at all. Whether I was expelled or kept on campus, it wouldn't affect my ability to continue being a jerk."

"Now that I've realized my mistake and turned back, I feel grateful every time I think about it. I believe that we should all have a heart of gratitude. Teacher Yang, please tell me."

After saying this, he bowed deeply to Yang Xuesen.

Since ancient times, bowing has been a very high form of etiquette. Several teachers in the office changed their expressions slightly upon seeing this scene, looking at Chen Dong with complicated expressions.

But in every pair of eyes, there was mostly relief.

Good grades are important, but character is even more important. Chen Dong's gratitude and appreciation are more commendable than his grades.

"You know Han Ning'er, right?"

Yang Xuesen took a sip of water, then stood up and helped Chen Dong, who was bowing, to his feet.

"Hmm." Chen Dong nodded. Although he didn't understand why Yang Xuesen would ask such a pointless question, he knew that this was the prelude to telling him.

really.

As Yang Xuesen tightened the lid of the thermos, he said, "Han Ning'er's mother is a leader in Qingjiang City. She's stepped in to keep your student status."

"Is it her?"

Chen Dong's eyes widened, and the image of that mature and steady figure, who exuded a sense of pressure with every gesture, instantly appeared in his mind.

"I don't know the specific details, but you should have been expelled for fighting with Pu Quan in your first year of high school. However, Han Ning'er's mother intervened, and in the end, Pu Quan and Han Ning'er left the school, while you and Liu Yumo stayed," Yang Xuesen said.

Chen Dong fell silent.

When he transmigrated, he considered many possibilities, such as whether his parents pleaded for him or whether there were any unknown relationships within his family. But he never considered that it might be related to Han Ning'er.

As his thoughts raced, he could roughly piece together the whole picture.

Given the relationship between Han Ning'er and her mother, it would be absolutely impossible for her to transfer schools under normal circumstances. The fact that he and Liu Yumo were able to stay at the school was probably due to Han Ning'er's compromise.

It could even be a plea for mercy.

"How silly~" Chen Dong gave a wry smile.

At that time, the original owner was pursuing Shuya madly, so he cut off all relationships with the opposite sex, and he didn't want to have any contact with even Han Ning'er.

As it turned out, Han Ning'er cared about them and was willing to compromise for them and Wu Jie. Heaven knows what that proud, stubborn, and sensitive girl felt, even though she 'hated' Wu Jie, she still had to compromise and even plead for her.

"I'm so glad you remember this and have a grateful heart. But don't overthink it or feel burdened. Your grades are the best reward." Yang Xuesen patted Chen Dong on the shoulder, his tone gentle.

Chen Dong nodded gently and said sincerely, "Teacher Yang, could you give me Han Ning'er's mother's contact information?"

Yang Xuesen hesitated.

Normally, someone of Wu Jie's status would never give out their contact information casually; he only had it because he was Han Ning'er's former homeroom teacher.

However, Chen Dong is a party involved, and judging from the changes during this period, he believes that Chen Dong genuinely wants to express his gratitude.

I eventually gave him my phone number.

……

Back in the classroom, class began.

Chen Dong sat in his seat, quietly looking at the phone number in his hand. He had been thinking about it since the bet he made with Han Ning'er before the mock exam.

Unexpectedly, he was able to stay at school because of Wu Jie's help, although it was because of Han Ning'er.

Then, he should do something.

At that moment, he decided what conditions to set, and his eyes hardened.

look up.

He saw Liu Yumo staring at him with a perverted look, which almost startled him. He instinctively raised his hand and slapped Liu Yumo across the face.

"The blackboard is in front, so listen carefully."

Liu Yumo's face was slapped so hard he was facing the podium. The next second he turned back and muttered, "Pervert."

"Dong-ge, what's wrong with your brain? Your grades were worse than mine before, and I've been studying hard lately. Plus, you sleep in every morning. How come you got first place in the city while I only improved this little bit?"

"If hard work alone could lead to success, what would be the point of talent?" Chen Dong chuckled.

The world is cruel. Many things require talent. Success is said to be one percent talent and ninety-nine percent effort. It seems that effort is the most important.

That's pure nonsense.

Without that one percent talent, you can't even find the right direction, so all your efforts will be in vain.

"Just say I'm stupid~" Liu Yumo said.

"He's not too stupid, he can still be saved," Chen Dong said, looking at him.

Liu Yumo can indeed be salvaged. As Lao Yang said, judging by the score alone, Liu Yumo hasn't improved much, but this is a mock exam, which is hellishly difficult.

Improving by more than ten places in his class and more than three hundred places in the whole grade means that he still has a good foundation for learning. If he continues to work hard, he may be able to break into the top twenty in his class.

A good junior college degree is a good option.