High School Belle Fell in Love with Me-Chapter 51: If You Hadn’t Interrupted Me, Would I Have Only Scored 700?
In the evening, Xue Ning remembered a number: 31
In half an hour, it would change to: 30
...
Li Yang slept soundly; the college entrance exam was finally over.
The next day when he woke up, he saw Xue Ning had brought breakfast.
Li Yang took a look and immediately said, "Who drinks black chicken ginseng soup this early in the morning, and... what’s with the goji berries in it?"
Xue Ning laughed and said, "My parents wanted me to take care of you; you worked hard last night, so I’m helping you recuperate."
"Aren’t you a bit too much? I just gave you a shoulder massage last night..."
"Yes, I know, it was just a shoulder massage, nothing else!"
Xue Ning emphasized.
But the tone...
Would’ve been better off without it.
"When I was massaging your back, you suddenly turned over without telling me, and that’s my fault?"
"Yes, yes, all my fault, shouldn’t blame you, I won’t tell anyone."
Li Yang: "..."
If he wasn’t really hungry, he wouldn’t put up with this.
Grabbing a bun, he took a bite, then suddenly squeezed it and said, "Hmm, this has a normal feel. Yesterday’s ones felt like those six-for-a-dollar dumplings."
"Your dumplings got a B+?"
"Huh? I thought they were an A-."
"Hehe, no wonder your exam scores are so bad. Mixing up A and B grades like this, you better study hard over the summer. I’ll find connections for you to get into the best remedial classes."
After saying this, Xue Ning picked up a bun, took Li Likun’s and Wang Cuiping’s clothes, and left.
She seemed more confident, especially since she had real inside connections.
Besides, she’d seen Li Yang seriously studying and knew he was a quick learner.
It’s just that time was too short, probably couldn’t perform well this year.
Being a school teacher herself, networking can get Li Yang into the best remedial classes.
Li Yang ate the bun and soup, checked out from the hotel, and planned to visit the school.
Today’s exam answers are out, not that he desperately needs them, but he wanted to have one last look.
A student who doesn’t care about results isn’t a good student.
In this era of walking everywhere, three kilometers didn’t seem tiring to him, and before he knew it, he was there.
He had over a thousand yuan on hand, enough to rent a place for a few months.
Going back home? Forget it.
His hometown is far less convenient than the county town, about dozens of kilometers away.
At the school shop, he printed a copy of his dad’s ID card.
His phone number, bank card, and even WeChat verification were under his dad’s name for convenient withdrawals.
So having a photo of his dad’s ID seemed reasonable.
As he approached the senior class building, he noticed many familiar students going to and fro.
Those who care about the college entrance exam today will come to get answers from the teachers, even if estimating is not accurate, it gives a rough idea.
He saw the car from last time picking up Jiang Banxia parked right outside the office. Getting closer, he could see many teachers and students gathered.
As for who they surrounded, it’s obvious.
For students potentially entering Qingbei, teachers calculate very precisely.
The reading comprehension scores, essay estimates.
For students, remembering the answers from the exams a few days ago is also basic practice.
Just a glance at the answer order and a bit of recall tells them where they stand.
Li Yang spotted Liu Dayou squeezing in there, who didn’t even notice his ’enemy’ had arrived.
He joined in and found Jiang Banxia solving problems inside, and teachers verifying answers.
Estimating scores this way is the most accurate, and Jiang Banxia is able to reproduce answers from various subjects, including reading and writing.
After estimating like this, the error is negligible!
With so many teachers present, they knew exactly how many points she could get.
Jiang Banxia probably arrived early; her English answers were already reproduced, as were her science answers.
Her English had quite a few errors, the paper only 124 points, likely with a one or two-point margin.
The science test was outstanding with 291 points, almost zero errors in answers.
She was now reproducing the Chinese exam answers, already halfway through the essay.
Even if Jiang Banxia didn’t exceed expectations, her Chinese should be around 125 points, making her total 540.
At this moment, Jiang Banxia suddenly sniffed, put down her pen, squeezed through the crowd, and exclaimed with surprise, "Li Yang, what did you score?"
As she spoke, Jiang Banxia handed Li Yang a copy of the answers.
Li Yang was truly stunned. He clearly saw Jiang Banxia engrossed in her essay; how did she suddenly lock onto him in this sea of heads?
He hadn’t even squeezed in there.
"Do I need to estimate? With your lousy English and Chinese scores, I’ll easily beat you."
Li Yang reached through a gap to take the answers she handed over.
Jiang Banxia, disbelieving, said, "You should still check the answers; you might have made silly mistakes."
The reason Jiang Banxia said this was because last night she reviewed her math choice questions and found she’d made a mistake on one—not even a hard one.
Careless mistakes are common in exams, but the college entrance exam is different, especially since she doesn’t want to be liable for handing Li Yang a love letter.
She had expectations for her Chinese score, maximum 130.
If she hadn’t gotten the math question wrong, she surely would have exceeded 690 points; however, that choice question was worth a full five points—even if she scored 130 in Chinese, it might not be enough.
Jiang Banxia has a good memory, but her language skills are mediocre.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have resorted to fabricating famous quotes as a trick.
Her handwriting is her essay’s saving grace.
Of course, her scores aren’t bad, just comparatively weak at this level.
Li Yang already sensed hostility, so he took a glance at the answers and said, "Around 700 points; seeing you like this, unless you get a full score in math, don’t expect to exceed 690."
"Really 700?"
Jiang Banxia was half-skeptical.
Compared to her, others were purely doubtful.
Li Yang, you dare say you scored 700? Is this a 5000-point scale?
Especially Liu Dayou, who completely lost his cool after Li Yang reprimanded him.
Upon hearing Li Yang say this, he angrily retorted, "Li Yang, what nonsense are you talking? Remedial classes aren’t in this office, go next door!"
Li Yang replied annoyed, "What nonsense did I say Liu Dayou? If it weren’t for your interference, I’d have easily scored more than 700 points!"
