Chapter 44
The Wife of the Wealthy Family Is Fierce and Cute.
Chu Luo directly ignored Chu Ting, who was glaring at her, and said to Chu Zhengyang, âIâm going to a gathering with my classmates tonight.â
Chu Ting glared at Chu Luo with a look that said, âIâm this sad, yet you still dare to go to a gathering?â She mocked, âYouâre at the bottom of the pack, yet you still have the gall to go to a gathering. Arenât you afraidâ¦â
âMy classmates are still waiting for me over there. Iâll get going now.â
Chu Luo left after saying that.
Chu Ting was so angry that her chest heaved up and down heavily. She wished she could run over and tear Chu Luo apart. She felt that Chu Luo had been purposely ignoring her.
She turned around and cried to Wei Wei. âMommy, I feel terrible~â
Wei Wei hugged her shoulder and patted her back with a pained expression. âDonât be upset. You should go to school and compare your answers with the top students in your class. You have to believe in yourself.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âYour form teacher and the top tutors we hired for you in the capital said that you would definitely be able to get into Imperial University. Would they lie to you?â
âReally?â Chu Ting just wanted to be comforted. Hearing those words, she felt much better.
Wei Wei nodded and took out a card from her bag. âThereâs 100,000 yuan inside. Tonight, you can invite all your classmates to have fun and relax. The day after tomorrow, weâll go to the capital to have you treated.â
At the thought that she would be able to remove her Gu soon, Chu Tingâs mood finally brightened.
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When they returned to school, Old Gao glanced at the entire class. Other than Jiang Siyi, everyone was there. Thinking of Jiang Siyiâs behavior after the exam ended, he could only shake his head in his heart.
Upon thinking about the college entrance examination, Old Gao couldnât help but smile again. The teachers who taught other subjects also came to their class at the same time.
All the teachers were smiling.
âChu Luo is incredible. Her guesses were more accurate than ours.â
âThatâs right. If we had known that Chu Luo was so good at guessing questions, we would have given the time to her on the last few days.â
âStudents, you can estimate your marks now. The questions this year were very difficult. The admission cutoff for the top-tier universities will definitely drop.â
When the teachers said that, everyone became even more excited.
After everyone surrounded Chu Luo and asked her the answers, everyone had epiphanies.
âItâs better than I expected. I think I have a chance to get into the second-tier universities.â
âHehe, I was thinking about getting my old man to buy me an undergraduate degree if I couldnât get in. Thereâs no need for that now. I should have no problem getting into a third-tier university.â
âHeavens! I think I can get into a first-tier one. Boohoo⦠Iâm so happy!â
âHaha! Other than this yearâs Chinese essay question, which was a little crazy, I should be able to score 100% for the other papersâ major questions.â
Everyone spoke and laughed and cried. The atmosphere in Grade 12, Class 4 was extremely good.
However, most of the students in the other classes had gloomy expressions on their faces, especially those who had stood outside the window of Grade 12, Class 4 to watch the show. They were simply pounding their chests and stamping their feet in pain.
âBack then, Chu Luo from Grade 12, Class 4 correctly guessed most of the questions. Why did I only care about watching the show? If I had known, I would have revised that type of question properly. Boohoo, I regret it so muchâ¦â
âMe too. When I saw those similar questions, I had an urge to slap myself. Why didnât I memorize them back then?â
âWaahâ¦â
âWaahâ¦â
The entire Grade 12 building was filled with wailing and howling.
When Teacher Li, who was standing on the podium of Grade 12, Class 1, learned that Chu Luo had spotted all the questions correctly, her heart was twisted with jealousy and pain. Yet she had to put on a gentle expression to comfort her students.
âThe college entrance examination questions in the entire empire this year were difficult. When the time comes, the critical admission score will definitely drop. Our class is the elite class. As long as everyone had performed normally, it wonât be a problem for you to get into the key universities.â
âWill the cutoff score for Imperial University drop?â This was what Xu Yanqing was most concerned about. He was so anxious that his face turned pale. âIâve checked all the college entrance examination records since Imperial University was founded. The cutoff score for Imperial University has always been above 700 points. The questions for the year XX were also difficult, but even then, Imperial University didnât lower the cutoff score.
âI estimated my score. I got 680 at most this time. Am I not getting into Imperial anymore?â
After Xu Yanqing finished speaking, he suddenly let out a loud cry. A grown man lay there and started crying.
Xu Yanqingâs words immediately sent the class into a state of distress.
Teacher Liâs face instantly turned ashen, then instantly changed back. She hurriedly looked at Zhang Tianyi and asked, âTianyi, whatâs your estimated score?â
Zhang Tianyiâs face was also ashen.
âBetween 680 and 690.â
When Teacher Li heard this score, her heart froze and her vision darkened. She grabbed the edge of the desk to prevent herself from falling.
It was unknown if she was consoling herself, but she quickly said, âYour estimates are all conservative. Maybe your real results will be 700 points.â
After saying that, she turned her gaze to Chu Ting, whose eyes were red. It was obvious that she had just cried.
âChu Ting, your sister guessed most of the questions for Grade 12, Class 4 correctly. You are her sister. Did she tell you about the questions she spotted? Do you have a high estimated score?â
Chu Ting was stunned for a long time by this question.
When she reacted, shock and disbelief flashed across her face, followed by anger and exasperation, until finally, her heart, liver, and spleen twisted. Her voice even changed. âWhat? Chu Luo spotted all the major questions?â
She had lost all her marks this time because of the last major question.
And the major questions accounted for 25% of the marks for every subject.
âImpossible. Sheâs at the bottom of the rankings. How could she possibly have this ability?!â
Chu Tingâs vision darkened and she almost fainted from anger.
Grade 12, Class 4.
Old Gao talked about the dates of the release and of the submission of the application for the colleges, then he announced to everyone with tears in his eyes, âStudents, your high school life is over. School is dismissed.â
With that, he turned his head away, and tears almost flowed from his eyes.
He couldnât bear to leave these children.
The entire class was stirred up by him, and a few girls even started sobbing.
At this moment, a clear voice sounded. âTeacher Gao, you should save your worked-up emotions until our college entrance examination results are out. It wonât be too late to cry from joy then.â
The reluctance to part that Old Gao felt in his heart was immediately dispelled by these words. He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, turned around, and scolded jokingly, âLittle Miss Chu, if you canât get first place in the country this time, Teacher will definitely hit your palm with a ruler.â
Chu Luo raised her chin slightly and said confidently, âTeacher Gao, I wonât give you that chance.â
âHaha! Okay! Iâll wait for you to make Teacher proud.â
Once Old Gao finished speaking, Ji Cheng stood up and gritted his teeth, asking, âSince weâve graduated, can we say goodbye to these books?â
Without waiting for Old Gao to speak, he turned around, opened the back door, and ran out.
A few classmates sitting behind him also ran out with their textbooks.
Then, he heard a few people standing in the corridor shouting, âScrew the college entrance examination. Screw the textbooks. Today is the day I can hold my head high.â
Then, there was the sound of running and shouting coming from the corridor.
Chu Luo turned her head to look and saw many people leaning on the railing, tearing books and throwing them downstairs.
Then, the entire Grade 12 building erupted.
Footsteps. The sound of running feet. The ripping sound of books being torn off.
Pieces of paper fluttered down like snowflakes.
âGoodbye, Grade 12!â