Chapter 14: First

The whole class was suddenly quiet, as long as the students were in the class, they all looked towards Qiao Lan's side.

Qiao Lan calmly received the test paper from the class representative, Zhao Tong's frozen expression on her face gradually turned into shock, she couldn't believe it as she looked towards Qiao Lan's paper.

There's nothing wrong with that, it's 150 points, the same as Song Yao, the same as Chen Yaoyang, full points.

How is this possible?

It's simply not possible!

The moment before, she had guessed that Qiao Lan would get 80 or 90, but in the end, Qiao Lan got a perfect score, which Zhao Tong couldn't believe.

The class fell into an eerie silence, no one saw that Tan Mo, who usually kept his head down, also raised his head, and those light brown eyes now also fell straight onto Qiao Lan's body.

It took a while for the class to start talking, and Chen Yaoyang and Song Yao, who had just walked into the classroom, both glanced over to Qiao Lan's side as they listened to the whispers of the students next to them.

Zhao Tong suddenly slammed the book in his hand on the desk and stormed out of the classroom.

"It must have been copied, how could she get a perfect score."

"Really stupid, right, can't even copy, directly copy a perfect score, all think we are stupid?"

"Yeah, even,, didn't get a perfect score on this one... Qiao Lan perfect score? Who would believe it."

"English ABCD is good for copying, I don't believe she can copy all of math language history."

Zhao Tong felt better now.

Yeah, Qiao Lan copied one subject, the other subjects aren't as good as English, so she won't be disturbed even if she copies any more.

She's in the top five of her class.

But this is just the beginning.

Except for the subjects like language and political history, which are slow to be approved, all the rest of the subjects came out one by one.

Chemistry and Physics results were released one after the other.

Qiao Lan has been studying physics like crazy lately, and she often runs to the faculty to ask her physics teacher questions.

The physics teacher was not impressed with Qiao Lan at first. After all, she did very poorly in her first monthly exam and was obviously not paying attention in class, so he did not like her at all.

However, after the monthly exam, Qiao Lan suddenly changed like a different person, and came to ask him for advice whenever he had time. He looked through Qiao Lan's physics exercise book, which was full of traces of work done, and Qiao Lan's attitude in asking for advice, which was not at all playful.

It's okay not to be serious before, it's totally not too late to finally start knowing to make an effort!

It's only freshman year, isn't it?

Liu is not the only one who has recently changed his mind about Qiao Lan.

When the grades come out now, the physics teacher is more than satisfied.

There are eight subjects in the midterm exam, and each of them is set at one hundred and fifty points, so the full score is twelve hundred points. This time, the physics paper was issued by him personally, and it was indeed a bit difficult, and the highest physics score in the whole year was Chen Yaoyang with 133 points, and then there were no more students on one hundred and three.

Qiao Lan is the first under one hundred and thirty.

129.

Single subject rankings, tied for second in the year with two other students from other classes!

The physics teacher stood on the podium to hand out the papers himself, and after handing out the first place papers belonging to Chen Yaoyang 133, the physics teacher became steeply agitated.

"I've told you guys before, there's nothing you can't do as long as you're willing to work hard! There are no stupid students in this world, only lazy students, as long as you're willing to work hard and strive, the marks will give you a satisfactory answer sheet!"

A sense of foreboding rose steeply in Zhao Tong's heart.

She gave Qiao Lan a somewhat uneasy look, mentally reassuring herself that it couldn't possibly be impossible.

Impossible...

But the next second, the physics teacher's even more passionate voice exploded in her ears.

"Qiao Lan! 129 points! Come up and get your paper!"

Qin Yang, Song Yao, and the others sitting in the front row turned around, and their expressions at this moment were not far from Zhao Tong.

After that, the physics teacher talked about the paper, Zhao Tong was not in the mood to listen to it, she fidgeted for one class, and when the class ended, she couldn't sit still any longer, and turned her head to glare at Qiao Lan.

"You plagiarized!"

Qiao Lan glances up at Zhao Tong.

Copy you.

"Who do I copy?"

Chen Yaoyang is the only one who scored higher than her in the whole grade. Did Chen Yaoyang copy the answers for her?

Qiao Lan glanced toward Zhao Tong's paper with a light expression, "Copying you?"

Blatantly sarcastic, Zhao Tong's face suddenly turned white and covered her roll, then looked up again and realized that some of her classmates were looking at her a little strangely.

It was only then that he reacted to the fact that the suspicion he had just had was simply ridiculous.

This time, the physics paper was written by their teacher himself, unlike English which was looking for questions from the online question bank of previous years, the questions on the physics paper, there was no trace of them on the internet at all, occasionally there were one or two questions of similar type, but the data had been changed.

So it's impossible to copy such a paper from the internet.

Zhao Tong's face burned, and her eyes trembled as she glanced in Chen Yaoyang's direction.

Chen Yaoyang rarely frowned seriously and looked at this side, but Qiao Lan and Zhao Tong were sitting together, and Zhao Tong couldn't tell whether Chen Yaoyang was looking at her or Qiao Lan for a while.

Li Fan frowned, looked at Song Yao, whose physics scores were not very satisfactory, and then glanced over to Qiao Lan's side, before turning his head and saying to Chen Yaoyang, "Qiao Lan really put up a fight in order to sit at the same table with you, this progress is really fucking scary."

Chen Yaoyang frowned slightly, "Don't say it."

Li Fan, not afraid of him, thought and suddenly said, "Crap, she won't pass you."

Chen Yaoyang bowed his head and looked like you are joking, Li Fan said that he thought too much, Chen Yaoyang is not partial to subjects, he is very good in every subject.

It is too difficult to surpass Chen Yaoyang, think about the last monthly exam, he was nearly thirty percent ahead of the second place.

Shaking his head, it wasn't long before the chemistry papers were delivered as well.

Chemistry came out right after, with Chen Yaoyang 145 points again taking first place in a single subject, but Qiao Lan 141 points, one boy behind, came in third in the class.

Chen Yaoyang couldn't help but glance over to Qiao Lan's side again, and suddenly had a not-so-good feeling.

And at the moment the second senior class is handing out math papers.

Hao Ying, who is hopeless at math and has been waiting for the men's and women's doubles, is suddenly hit with a big surprise.

His math, 123 on this test!

Hao Ying was dumbfounded for a few seconds with the paper, finally realizing that she wasn't 23, she was 123.

The buddy who came over shouted "Crap" and grabbed Hao Ying's paper to finish reading it, "The multiple choice fill-in-the-blanks are all right, bro, which school master's paper did you copy?"

Hao Ying froze and snatched back his roll.

If you get all the choices and fill-in-the-blanks right, you'll get 80 points straight away.

Hao Ying crept back to what she asked the girl in the front row that day.

"How's your math, classmate."

"Not bad."

That's not fucking okay. That's a schoolteacher!

So what the hell was the point of those two girls who deliberately misled him later and kept him on his toes for days?

No, what about Qiao Lan's score on the last monthly exam?

Toxic, right?

But then again, if you got full marks for copying someone else's fill-in-the-blanks, how many marks did Qiao Lan have to get?

After experiencing English, Physics and Chemistry, the students of Senior 13, once again, after learning about Qiao Lan's hundred and fifty percent math paper, completely banned all of them.

The class has three perfect scores in math, one Chen Yaoyang, one Pei Ning, both boys, and the last one, Qiao Lan.

By now, Qiao Lan has scored 570 points, and if your estimation is correct, Qiao Lan has climbed to the second position in the class for the time being.

There are still four grades left to come out.

But Chen Yaoyang, who is in first place at the moment, has only 7 points more than Qiao Lan.

The most skillful and powerful courses only pushed Qiao Lan by seven points.

The remaining four subjects, three in language as well as in literature, were not the most impressive ones for Chen Yaoyang.

A moment ago Li Fan had said whether Qiao Lan would surpass Chen Yaoyang, and everyone, including Chen Yaoyang, had thought that it was a fool's errand, but at this moment, they were all a little uncertain.

Based on Qiao Lan's results in her first monthly exam, it is clear that she is better at arts than science.

Senior class 13 suddenly fell into a strange and tense atmosphere, the students who once never looked at Qiao Lan in the eye began to look towards Qiao Lan from time to time.

The person in question, Qiao Lan, is calm as she writes and draws on a piece of paper with a pen.

After the results of these four courses came out, Qiao Lan was completely relieved.

Because the latter doors are the ones she's best and brightest at.

The grades for the last four courses are given out together.

Or maybe it was never out until the grades for the entire year were tallied and sent directly to the campus website.

All grades, names, all have been tallied in full.

A few students rushed straight to the computer on the podium, logged on to the campus network, and were trying to find the results of the thirteenth class when they accidentally clicked directly to the grade rankings.

And then, straight away, the first name in the grade rankings drew all the attention away.

It was still Senior Class 13, but instead of three words, the name was two, and instead of a boy, it was a girl.

This girl's name is Qiao Lan.

Total score 1092.

The second place name, however, is familiar, also senior class 13, three words, male, surname Chen, full name Chen Yaoyang.

1068.

It was 24 points lower than the first place finisher, Qiao Lan.

Inaccurately rounded up a bit, it's almost thirty points higher.

Before the first four grades came out, Chen Yaoyang was 7 points higher than Qiao Lan, but in total, Qiao Lan was 24 points higher than Chen Yaoyang!

Chen Yaoyang's confident and self-satisfied expression finally cracked for a moment at this instant.

Chen Yaoyang The brothers next to him all shut up, and whoever opens his mouth at this time is simply looking for a scolding.

What's more, they didn't know what to say at all for a while.

Chen Yaoyang's first place was taken away from him, and the person who took it away from him was Qiao Lan, whom he used to despise the most, and whom no one had ever given a second thought to.

It's Qiao Lan, who not so long ago mocked the idea that it's useless to learn how to do it.

As a result, people are now directly the first in the whole year, suppressing Chen Yaoyang, not to mention leaving them far behind.

No one said Qiao Lan was copied.

There might be a possibility of copying one or two subjects, but how can you copy when all the subjects are so plucky.

You tell me how to copy language history and politics?

There are also physics and math papers that are written by the teachers themselves, and you can't even copy the answers online.

And Qiao Lan, who is so poorly liked, her family is so poor, so poor that she can't even afford to buy receipts, who sends her answers, and what does she send her answers with.

Zhao Tong, who had been thinking that Qiao Lan was plagiarizing, couldn't say anything else.

It's not just because of Qiao Lan's progress, but also because of the one thing that makes her run the most.

The class rankings are out.

She coincidentally came in fifth place.

Without Qiao Lan, she would have been fourth in line, sitting behind Chen Yaoyang.

But now they have to sit at the back of Chen Yaoyang's back.

Zhao Tong The more he thought about it, the more difficult it was, and finally fell on the table and ran out of tears.