Chapter 1032: Chapter 1032: Wrecking Scumbag, International Joint Examination (2)

Ye Luwen nodded. “Mother, go ahead. I’ll take care of things here.”

Without giving Ye Yuzhen and the others any chance to struggle, Ye Junci restrained them effortlessly and roughly shoved them into the car, driving straight to the Evolved Beings Alliance.

**

Meanwhile, in An City.

In the afternoon, North State No. 1 Middle School had called back some of the third-year students.

Nian Yi’an and Lin Jihuan were among them, coming to collect their international entrance exam admission tickets.

This year, North State No. 1 Middle School had eighty-four students participating in the international joint examination, more than in previous years.

Principal Lu was very pleased and generously provided bonuses to these students out of his own pocket.

“When the time comes, our school’s students will go together,” Principal Lu said in his office. “There’s no need to worry about ranking; just do your best.”

As he finished speaking, he noticed the admissions director shiver slightly.

Principal Lu raised an eyebrow. “What’s that expression for?”

The admissions director hesitated before speaking. “Principal, please don’t say ‘do your best.’ If Student Si hears that, she might just ‘do her best’ and come back with a perfect score again.”

Principal Lu was momentarily speechless.

Though the statement sounded a bit boastful, it was oddly true.

Principal Lu then asked, “She’s still with the film crew, right?”

“Yes, Student Si is filming. Her assistant came to pick up her admission ticket,” the admissions director replied with a nod. “But she mentioned she would inform the crew, and she could take a week off.”

“She works so hard,” Principal Lu said. “Make sure to tell her to take some time to rest after finishing this film.”

The admissions director agreed readily, “Of course, I’ll give her another call.”

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Meanwhile, on the set of “The Nation’s Heroine”.

A scene had just finished filming.

Si Fuqing set down the long spear she was holding, wiped away the sweat, and approached Director Lu. “Director, I need to discuss something with you.”

“Go ahead,” Director Lu responded kindly. “If it’s within my power, consider it done.”

“I need to take a week off,” Si Fuqing explained. “On June 28th, I have to go abroad.”

Director Lu agreed readily. “No problem, we’re ahead of schedule anyway. Filming should wrap up earlier than expected.”

“Thank you, Director,” Si Fuqing said, grabbing a bottle of water. “I’ll take a short break.”

Perhaps because she had lived through real history, she found herself more invested in playing JIANG Zhaoyue than she had been in playing the war goddess Sui Yan. It was genuinely exhausting.

Sang Yanqing brought her some snacks. “These are from Teacher Jiang. Since you have the exam at the end of the month, you can use it as a break too.”

The agent assistant nearby couldn’t help but remark silently.

Look, even taking exams was a form of rest now.

Si Fuqing leaned back on the sofa. “I’ll just take a nap.”

“Rest well. Mr. Yu said he’d pick you up for dinner tonight,” Sang Yanqing said, gently closing the door to let her rest.

**

At the same time, on the set of “The Solitary Journey”.

After the college entrance exam, Song Wenhua had also joined the crew to start filming.

Initially, she had been worried that netizens would accuse her of not taking the college entrance exam seriously, so she had her team prepare various public relations plans. However, she quickly realized that she was barely being discussed online—almost all the attention was on Si Fuqing.

This realization made Song Wenhua anxious.

For a celebrity, having no buzz was far worse than having hater fans. Being controversial was still a form of popularity.

Once someone disappeared from the trending topics for too long, they would eventually fade from public view altogether.

Song Wenhua’s team had been tirelessly promoting her, but no matter how much they tried, her buzz was less than a tenth of Si Fuqing’s.

This proved that, despite the superficiality in the entertainment industry, talent still reigned supreme.

Moreover, Si Fuqing’s looks were unbeatable.

Feeling the pressure, Song Wenhua focused on improving her acting.

The director was pleased with her performance. Adjusting his glasses, he asked with concern, “The college entrance exam results should be out soon, right? How do you think you did?”

Typically, only high-scoring students could predict their results accurately before the official release.

These students were often aggressively courted by top universities even before the results were officially out.

But even among the brightest stars, few had ever scored at that level.

Furthermore, recent changes in college entrance exam policies had made it impossible to promote top scorers as they had in previous years.

Regardless, these top scorers generally didn’t enter the entertainment industry—they aimed for research institutions instead.

Song Wenhua smiled modestly. “I should score above 550.”

The director was impressed. “That’s quite remarkable, Teacher Song.”

For an arts student, especially a celebrity, achieving such a score was indeed impressive.

Although the director didn’t regret casting Song Wenhua, he couldn’t help but covet the attention and popularity that Si Fuqing had garnered.

Especially after Si Fuqing received a nomination for the Nine Realms Award, the director sighed with regret.

Despite “The Solitary Journey” being more likely to win awards than “The Nation’s Heroine” due to its subject matter, Si Fuqing was still the better actress.

“Si Fuqing hasn’t made any waves lately,” the producer remarked as he took a drag from his cigarette. “She’s probably really struggling with her academics. If her scores were decent, she wouldn’t be so silent.”

This year, the only celebrities with any significant public presence who took the college entrance exam were Si Fuqing and Song Wenhua.

Song Wenhua, a child star who had risen to fame early, was affectionately called the “Nation’s Little Sister.”

She had been nominated for the top three television awards and had established a strong image as a scholar, having attended some of the highest-ranked schools in the country.

She should have been the leading figure among her peers.

But then Si Fuqing had burst onto the scene.

Even Tong Luoyun’s achievements couldn’t compare to Si Fuqing’s, so what chance did she have?

Song Wenhua forced a smile, excused herself to the lounge, and discussed the college entrance exam with her manager.

“We’ve been waiting for this opportunity for a long time,” her manager said with a smile. “You’re both filming right now, so we can make some comparisons. Your popularity will rise.”

Such an opportunity was too good to pass up—not only could they capitalize on Si Fuqing’s fame, but they could also undermine her. There was no way they were going to miss this chance.