Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots-Chapter 242 - 215 Can’t stay calm at all!

Everyone stared at the page displayed on the computer, their eyes not blinking.

Could this score...surely there isn’t a problem with the system?

It seemed as though they had never heard of a perfect score of 750 in the college entrance examination...

What was most crucial was that the person who achieved this score...was actually Xia Ye?

The former Chinese teacher turned his head mechanically to look at Emperor Yang, "Teacher Yang...does your student Xia Ye...have any policy bonus points?"

Other teachers quickly reminded him, "What are you thinking? All four of her subjects are perfect scores, where would there be any bonus points? You can figure it out just by doing the math, right?"

The teachers felt a sense of inexplicable anger upon seeing this score.

Emperor Yang only glanced at them briefly, his throat tight, too excited to speak.

After a brief buzz of discussion, the teachers turned back to their own computer screens, and the office fell silent once again.

Having been reminded by that Chinese teacher, others also realized...

This score was achieved without any policy competition bonus points...

Tian Ye had a 20-point competition bonus, making a total of 748, but Xia Ye had no bonus points at all and scored a direct 750...

What level was this?

It was simply a super heavyweight bombshell, leaving the teachers in front of their computers unable to snap back to reality.

But after refreshing the page several times and getting the same result, since there was no system error, the teachers, no matter how unbelievable they found it, had no choice but to believe it, though they needed time to digest it.

Xia Ye had previously achieved a perfect score in Chinese, which they all knew about, and it had indeed caused quite a stir. Now, coupled with this monstrous score, they more or less understood.

In previous exams, she must have been concealing her true strength...

This eerie silence lasted God knows how long, when Zhao Yuhuan suddenly stood up from in front of her computer desk.

Every teacher thought she was going to speak, but instead, she just stood there, silent, her hands clenched into fists by her sides, seemingly trembling.

The teacher of Class Two spoke very softly, trying to console her, "Teacher Zhao, no matter what, Tian Ye is still second in the city, which is very good. Don’t be too..."

Toward the end, even the teacher from Class Two didn’t know which word to use to describe the situation, and silently turned back to his workstation.

Should he say don’t be too angry?

Or don’t be too jealous?

It seemed like saying either would be a slap in the face to Teacher Zhao...

The first place ranking in his class had been pushed down by one position, but that was the reality. Xia Ye had truly achieved such a score. Could anyone deny it?

Zhao Yuhuan remained silent.

Everyone thought she was angry and jealous, but what was even harder for her was regret!

If Xia Ye had been placed in Class 19 from the start, then she would at most have been the same as the other teachers, angry, jealous, and incredulous.

But it just so happened that when Xia Ye transferred, Principal Tian had intended to put her in her own class!

She had already regretted it once when Zhou Yao’s results came out. At that time, she consoled herself, thinking that although she had lost a good student like Zhou Yao, at least she had avoided the problem student Xia Ye.

And now Xia Ye’s score was out...

She couldn’t accept it at all!

Had Xia Ye truly been hiding her strength before?!

Zhao Yuhuan gritted her teeth so hard. How had she not realized sooner? If it wasn’t for hiding her strength, how could she have possibly scored a perfect score in the notoriously difficult Chinese exam?

She had personally handed the first and twentieth place in the city over to Emperor Yang of Class 19...

The thought made her so furious that she nearly drew blood from the palm of her hand.

She had no mood to print out the scores and, with a slam of the door, she stormed out of the office in a fury!

Only then did the other teachers dare to speak freely.

"Teacher Zhao is just too proud. Isn’t it just that she didn’t become the class teacher of the top scorer in the college entrance examination? Being second in the city is still not bad, no need to be so angry, right?"

"Yeah, yeah, that’s a bit graceless."

However, Class 19 really did perform exceptionally well this time.

An ordinary class had two students among the top 20 in the entire city, one of whom was even the top scorer with a perfect score.

By comparison, their prestigious classes hadn’t even outperformed an ordinary class!

Going through the results of other students in Class 19, not only Xia Ye and Zhou Yao, but judging by the cutoff scores and admissions ratio of previous years...this year’s Class 19...practically all the students passed the admission score line!

Especially Tang Tianjiao and Zou Wu, students who had always hovered at the bottom of the grade, not only passed the line this time but might even qualify for first-tier universities!

In previous years, this was an absolutely unprecedented triumph for an ordinary class!

It didn’t matter whether they were teachers from key classes or regular ones; not a single one could help feeling envious.

"Hey Lao Yang, can you share some tips with us? How do you manage Class 19, huh?"

"Really, the progress your class made this term is just terrifying."

At this moment, Emperor Yang had also realized it. He printed out the entire class’s results and, as he looked at the students’ scores, the joy on his face grew heavier and heavier.

Not for any other reason, but simply because he was happy for these students.

He had witnessed the changes in his students over the semester. Although they addressed him casually as "Brother Yang" and goofed around, they were dead serious when it came to studying.

He nodded genuinely: "If you ask me why there has been improvement, it’s largely thanks to our class’s own Xia..." Halfway through, he decided to change his terms and instead said, "This little top scholar."

The teachers squinted their eyes, thinking he was boasting, but then they thought about it again; Xia Ye’s scores were not just citywide top material but, compared to the national papers, unquestionably first place without any doubt.

If placed in any of their classes, who wouldn’t be stable and a little boastful?

Emperor Yang didn’t dare take any credit for himself and went on to list the things Xia Ye had done for the class that term, as if enumerating his family treasures: "This little top scholar often secretly corrected papers for the students, did good deeds without leaving a name, and it was she who explained ’Leisure and Fun Record’ to the class. I heard she even brought things to perk up the students, and that ultra-confidential set of review materials that was given away for free? Didn’t many of your classes print them out too?"

Listing these things one by one, the teachers were left speechless.

Xia Ye was no little top scholar; she was practically a Bodhisattva come to life!

**

Meanwhile, at the Xia family’s side.

Xia Xing especially called Pang Shen to ask if he knew why they couldn’t find Xia Tiao’s examination results.

What he got in response was Pang Shen, culturally illiterate, and blithely laughing: "How would I know? I never took the college entrance exam."

Xu He was on the landline phone, continuously talking because the scores for the other examinees were mostly out, and the art school she had contacted earlier had roughly estimated this year’s academic score threshold.

"400 points are needed?" Xu He was startled; in previous years 300 plus was enough, but this year it jumped straight to 400!

If Little Tiangao’s third mock exam scores are anything to go by, this score was about right, but she heard that this year’s math test was particularly difficult, with average scores around 50 or 60 in regular classes.

Plus, Little Tiangao’s results were still not out, which was truly worrying.

The person on the phone was a director from an art school, where countless students, many from wealthy families like the Xia’s, yearned to enroll their pretty but brainless children. It would have been manageable in the past years, but recently the Ministry of Education’s requirements had become stricter, and the academic score threshold for art schools was raised significantly.

Especially for a prestigious art institution like theirs, which had trained numerous award-winning actors and was the dream of every aspiring star, it wasn’t that simple.

Once the director sensed the tone of Xu He’s voice, he realized Xia Family’s little princess was a bit of a ditz, fearing she had no chance at their art school. His voice carried an unintentional hint of arrogance as he awkwardly chuckled, "Mrs. Xia, this is the situation. If your beloved daughter can meet this score threshold, I might be able to help with the art examination, but if she doesn’t meet the requirement... I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do."

Xu He replied with a forced smile, "Um... if she’s just a few points short, could we possibly... make some arrangement?"

Unexpectedly, before she could finish, the director made excuses to hang up: "Ah, Mrs. Xia, I have other calls to take, I can’t talk now, goodbye."

After hanging up, Xia Tiao glanced over and advised, "Mom, don’t worry. If she doesn’t meet the threshold, I can ask around back in O-State."

Xia Yuzheng lit a cigarette, "Forget it, in my opinion, there’s nothing good about being a star. With just those endorsements and so much news online, I’ll find someone and make sure she can at least get into a second-tier university."

Xia Xian chimed in, "Yeah, Mom, and there’s the Border Research Institute. Even if Little Tiangao scores zero, it’s no problem; I can get her in..."

Xu He did not make a sound, still pondering other options in her mind. She didn’t fancy sending her treasure to somewhere as distant as O-State or the border.

That’s right, she had a friend, and her husband was in the political committee; maybe there was another way.

With that thought, she was about to pick up the handset again, but the landline rang first.

Thinking it was the art school director with new information, she hurriedly picked it up—

"A full-score top scholar?" Xu He was stunned and reflexively treated it like a sales call: "Ah, sorry, not interested."

What a variety of sales tactics. Today, with the college entrance examination scores out, here they came peddling full-score top scholars, quite topical indeed.

The call had just been disconnected for a second when it rang again.

Xu He reluctantly answered once more: "I’m sorry, I’m really not interested..."

But before she could finish her sentence this time, she heard the other end of the line, very eagerly saying: "It’s alright if you’re not interested, but our school very much needs the full-score top scholar from your family! And we need her very badly! Sincerely!"

Xu He choked, not comprehending immediately, then she heard from the other end: "Excuse me, is this the residence of the full-score top scholar Xia Ye from Beijing City?"

Xu He’s hand gripping the phone froze.

A name mix-up?

She didn’t dare to reply, but the person persisted, asking: "You are Mrs. Xia Ye’s mother, Xu He, right?"

Xu He: "..." freёwebnoѵel.com

Can’t be that even the pretty mom’s name was duplicated...

Meanwhile, Xia Xian, who sat on the sofa, finally refreshed Little Tiangao’s results on the college entrance examination website.

He was about to call the others excitedly, but looking at the neat, proper scores... he suddenly froze like he was stuck.

After a long while, his expression turning almost mystical, he twisted his head towards Wu Ma: "How much is the full score for our national college entrance exam now?"