Start as a top student after transmigrating.

He Jia's face flushed red. "I can bet you the math class representative. If you win, you can be the math class representative, how about that?"

"Not so good?" Chen Dong's lips trembled.

You treat the math class representative like a treasure, but I don't care at all. He Jia is really as adorably childish as a kid.

"You don't dare?"

"No, why should I compete with you? Does it matter to me whether you admit defeat or not?"

Girl, you're a senior in high school now, don't be so childish, okay?

"You're just afraid."

"What am I afraid of?"

"You're afraid of losing to me, afraid that people will find out your results are fake," He Jia said, tilting her head back and using reverse psychology.

"The burden of proof lies with the one who raises the question."

Chen Dong shook his head and smiled. The childish provocation had no effect on him; he was just somewhat speechless. "If we follow your logic, I can also question you at will, and then you'll get stuck in an endless cycle of self-justification?"

Seeing that Chen Dong was unmoved by her words and wouldn't budge an inch, He Jia was exasperated but helpless. She could only bite her lip and her red eyes gradually welled up with tears.

Oh my god.

Little sister, do you think you're Ye Wanwan? What's the use of crying?

"I can give you a steamed bun."

Just as Chen Dong waved for everyone to disperse, He Jia suddenly came up with another idea.

"..."

Chen Dong glanced at He Jia's upper body subconsciously. She wasn't a girl, but she was playing this big game.

"I know you like steamed buns. If I lose, I'll bring you four steamed buns every morning during the three weeks of make-up classes." He Jia held up four fingers.

Which son of a bitch said I like to eat steamed buns?

Chen Dong was speechless.

It seems that during this period, in order to protect Ye Wanwan's self-esteem, he took her steamed buns, making people mistakenly believe that he really liked eating steamed buns. This situation is unsolvable.

However, this is a good offer.

Someone brought breakfast, so why not take it? But...

"Could we offer different dishes each time, like braised pork buns, soy milk and fried dough sticks, or jianbing guozi? Those would be good options in the future," Chen Dong asked with a smile.

"No problem," He Jia replied without hesitation, her eyes shining.

She was really indignant. She studied hard every day, and it was one thing for her to fall behind, but the person in last place was ahead of her. Why was that?

Especially in math, she was the class representative and the best student in the class except for Ye Wanwan. Her poor performance on the exam this time really caused her mental breakdown.

She was unwilling and resentful.

"How about this, time is already pretty tight in the senior year of high school, let's not waste it too much. Just give me a set of questions you've done, and hand me the ones you don't know. Don't tell me you haven't done a single math test during the holidays?" Chen Dong said.

I made three sets.

There are no shortcuts for her in math; it's all about doing tons of practice problems. Even during the New Year's holiday, she didn't rest and did practice problems for every subject, especially three sets of math problems.

"Then just pick one for me." Chen Dong didn't care how many you did, as long as you had the test papers.

"I happen to have a set of papers that I haven't finished yet. If you can finish them, I'll bring you breakfast for three weeks." He Jia had no objections and turned around to go back to her seat to get the test paper.

It wasn't that she didn't finish; rather, that test was the most difficult, no less challenging than a mock math exam, and she couldn't answer several questions.

If Chen Dong can do this kind of difficult problem correctly, she will be completely convinced.

"You can start thinking about what breakfast to bring for the next three weeks."

Chen Dong smiled calmly. If it weren't for the breakfast, he wouldn't have bothered with He Jia's childishness. A few questions in exchange for three weeks of breakfast, this deal is worth doing.

"Live broadcast is here, anyone want to make a bet with me?"

"What are we betting on?"

"Of course, I'm betting on whether Dong Ge can win. I'll go first. I bet a bag of spicy strips that Dong Ge will definitely win."

Those underachieving students in the back row became interested the moment they saw Chen Dong take the test paper.

Not only them, but also the top ten students in the class gathered around to watch. After all, Chen Dong's grades were too unbelievable, and they wanted to see if there was any exaggeration in them.

office.

A teacher patrolled outside, catching students smoking during the long break. As soon as he returned to his office, he told Yang Xuesen about the funny things that happened in Class 3.

"Old Yang, Class 3 is quite lively."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xuesen immediately looked up, his expression slightly serious. "What's wrong?"

"I glanced over, and it seems that a few top students in your class are dissatisfied with Chen Dong's grades, so they're having a problem-solving competition right now. Oh, no, it's Chen Dong doing the problems while the whole class watches," the teacher said with great interest.

Upon hearing this, Yang Xuesen relaxed and said with a wry smile, "These people are really something. Chen Dong's results have been investigated, so what else is there to complain about?"

"That's true, but you can't blame those kids. They were last in their grade, and suddenly they're first in the whole city. Who would believe that?"

Zhou Houdong smiled and remarked, "Didn't you notice how frustrated the kids in the other classes were during the two morning classes? Many students had their resentment written all over their faces."

"Hey, you know what, I heard the Rocket Class is in an uproar. If it weren't for Lao Zhang stopping them, they probably would have broken down the threshold of Class 3." Shuai Chaorong looked up and laughed.

The other teachers all nodded in agreement.

Chen Dong's meteoric rise is truly terrifying, like a beggar suddenly becoming the world's richest man. No one would believe that he earned this money himself.

"Even his speed is a headache."

Yang Xuesen sighed helplessly. The reason he had Chen Dong explain the problem in the first class was to dispel the doubts of the students in the class, but there were still doubts, led by the top students in his class.

If even their own class is facing such strong criticism, one can only imagine how much other classes are doing.

Chen Dong has gotten himself into a lot of trouble.

"I'll go take a look."

After thinking it over, Yang Xuesen decided to go and take a look. He couldn't control the other classes, but he couldn't let his own class have this problem again.

……

In Class 3, a large group of people were gathered at the back of the classroom. The innermost circle consisted of a group of academic underachievers, each with clear yet foolish eyes.

"What did Dong Ge write?"

"It looks like a formula."

"Nonsense, even if I don't understand the formula, everyone knows it. I'm asking Dong Ge if this calculation is correct?"

"You're asking me? Who the hell am I supposed to ask?"

They're both academically weak, so who's better than whom?

If you could understand Dong Ge's calculations, who would still be a poor student?

"If you don't understand, shut up. Give up your seats and let those top students come and see how Brother Dong will slap them in the face." Liu Yumo shoved the underachievers to make room.

He Jia, Hu Songlin, and the other top students gathered around Chen Dong, their eyes fixed on the draft paper, growing increasingly serious as they looked at it.

Chen Dong's calculations were very detailed, listing every formula and every connecting step. He didn't actually need to do this, but for the sake of breakfast, he had to make sure He Jia and the others could understand and be convinced of his work.

"Teacher Yang~"

Ye Wanwan, sitting in the front row, didn't join the fun. Although she was shocked by Chen Dong's grades, she believed in him. As she was engrossed in doing her problems, she suddenly sensed a shadow and looked up to see Yang Xuesen.

"Shh~"

Yang Xuesen gestured for her to keep quiet, then walked to the back.

"Can you understand my calculations? Is there anything you don't understand about the problem-solving approach and steps?" After solving each problem, Chen Dong would turn the draft paper to He Jia and the others.

Each time they asked, He Jia and the others' expressions grew increasingly grim.