Chapter 121 : Chapter 121
Chapter : 121
After the meal, Yan Yunqing successfully integrated into Class A's little circle.
Before leaving, Yan Yunqing noticed that Quinn's [Confusion] debuff had not yet disappeared, but since Terence and Quinn were roommates, and they were still at the academy, he figured no problems would arise.
Yan Yunqing returned with peace of mind. He needed to go back and carefully study his own stat panel; the increase in his charm value was simply too exaggerated.
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The next day.
The Magic History test papers from the day before yesterday had all been graded.
The students of Class A who received the notice all arrived in the classroom, awaiting the final 'judgment'.
This time, Yan Yunqing didn't continue to torment his roommate, but sat among the companions he had just gotten familiar with yesterday. He yawned as soon as he sat down.
"Didn't you rest well last night?" Terence turned his head to look, asking when he saw Yan Yunqing's visible fatigue.
"Mm... a little." Yan Yunqing smiled, "This is my first time taking a test, and I haven't attended any classes before, so I'm a bit worried."
"It's fine, the worst that can happen is just studying it all over again next year," Quinn said nonchalantly.
Yan Yunqing glanced at his status bar. Hmm, the debuff was gone. It seemed it wasn't a long-lasting, persistent debuff.
"Mm."
Terence looked at Quinn speechlessly. He had already interrogated this childhood friend of his fiercely after returning to the dorm yesterday and confirmed that Quinn had no improper thoughts about the newcomer.
At most, he just thought the other person was good-looking, so he wanted to look a few more times.
At first, Terence definitely didn't believe it. After all, with Quinn's behavior, how could he possibly believe it if he said he didn't like him? But looking at Quinn's current state, a state where his emotional intelligence had gone missing, Terence really started to doubt if his own feelings were mistaken.
Was this how someone who liked another person behaved?
It really didn't look like it!
Terence himself seemed more concerned about this new student than Quinn did.
Quinn didn't feel at all that there was anything wrong with what he said. That was his decision from the start.
Although he had successfully been admitted to Sigret Academy and entered Class A because his father was a teacher, he really couldn't muster any interest in a boring and tedious course like Magic History.
The worst that could happen was getting a failing grade and getting beaten up by his mother. The test was already over, so what was the use of being nervous now.
Without making the students wait too long, Reid, who taught Magic History, walked into the classroom holding a stack of papers.
The expression on his face was very relaxed, without a hint of anger, and one could even see a trace of a smile.
Seeing this, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, with Teacher Reid in such a good mood, at least the average score wouldn't be too bad.
But as soon as he put down that stack of papers, he said something that made Yan Yunqing think he had walked onto the wrong set.
"I have never taught students as bad as you."
Yan Yunqing: ? Did I dream my way back to senior year of high school?
The other students of Class A: ???!!!
Reid tapped the test papers on the desk, "There are a total of fifty-one students in Class A, oh, including a new one who just joined, so let's say fifty-two. Only twenty-one passed this test, not even half."
Reid rummaged through the papers, pulled out one of them, and exclaimed in an incredulous aria: "Someone even scored only 12 points? What on earth is in your brain? It couldn't possibly be the Magic History I taught, could it?"
"Pfft..."
Someone from below let out a secret laugh, and like a roar triggering an avalanche, the sound of stifled chuckles rose and fell one after another.
If not for the air in the classroom remaining largely unchanged, Yan Yunqing would have thought someone couldn't hold it in anymore.
Because of this, some people who didn't originally want to laugh were led by others and accidentally laughed out loud.
Reid also wanted to laugh a little, but he still restrained himself. Because he was holding it back so hard, his expression became particularly serious, looking as if he were extremely angry.
He casually slapped the twelve-point test paper on the desk and shouted, "Quinn!"
Quinn was startled, "Here!"
Reid shook the test paper, "Tell me, how did you manage this paper? Twelve points?"
Reid had indeed not expected twelve points. Although Teacher Theresa had dug many pits in the short answer and essay questions at the end, the fill-in-the-blank questions at the beginning were all free points!
They were basically all content Reid had taught before. This fill-in-the-blank section was specifically added by Reid because he was afraid the test scores of the students he taught would be too ugly, to the point of making Professor Theresa think his teaching was no good.
Yet someone still scored twelve points. He only got five multiple-choice questions right.
The remaining two points were because he filled up the essay questions at the end, but the content was completely off-topic.
Reid searched for a long time before finding a place that could be forcibly considered plausible and added those two points, resulting in a total score of twelve! Was this reasonable?
This was clearly not reasonable!
Quinn was embarrassed. He knew he might not have done well after the test, but scoring only twelve points was truly beyond his imagination.
"Uh..." Quinn stammered, sitting up straight, appearing somewhat ill at ease, "The questions were a bit difficult..."
"No matter how difficult, the fill-in-the-blank questions at the beginning were all content I taught, yet you only got five right! There were a total of twenty fill-in-the-blank questions! Your accuracy rate isn't even half!"
"Ha—" Harold, who had just had a fight with Quinn and was in conflict with him, sneered without any reservation.
Quinn's gaze immediately shot towards Harold's direction like a sharp sword, his eyes blazing with fire.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Laughing at some fool who scored twelve points." Harold sneered, "I wonder if a certain person's father, upon seeing his own son get such a score, would resign from his position as a Sigret professor in shame."
"You!" Quinn flew into a rage out of humiliation. If the teacher weren't present, the two of them would probably have gotten into another fierce fight.
Seeing that the war of the century was about to erupt, Reid didn't indulge Harold, picking through the stack of papers, "Harold, you think you did very well? 44 points—you only got a little over half of the twenty free-point fill-in-the-blank questions right, and you can still laugh at others?"
Harold's originally triumphant smiling face instantly darkened. This time, it was Quinn's turn to sneer without reservation.
Harold immediately glared at Quinn, grinding his teeth: "You scored 12 points, and you have the nerve to laugh at me?"
Quinn let out a 'ha', "Who said I was laughing at you? I was laughing at that idiot who also failed and was gloating over someone else's score over there."
Harold slapped the desk and stood up. Quinn, not yielding an inch, also slapped his desk and rose.
"Both of you, sit down!" Reid's sharp shout broke the extremely tense atmosphere. "One failed, and the other failed. How can you two have the nerve to laugh at each other?"
The two, who sat down unwillingly after being scolded, continued to fight with their eyes.
If glares could be used as an attack, the two of them would probably be covered in bloody holes, all inflicted by the other.
Reid glanced at them, "Given that your test scores this time are truly too poor, they will all be counted towards your final grades. Two-thirds of your class will have to retake this course."
"So I discussed it with the other teachers. This test will temporarily not be counted towards your final grades. In one month, everyone who failed today will be re-tested. The scope will be the same as this time. If your scores are still unsatisfactory next time, then you can wait to retake my class next year!"
After laying down the threat, Reid had someone pass the test papers down one by one.
"Damn, how did you only get fifty-three points? You even said you would definitely pass this time, but in the end, you're just like me, re-taking the test in a month."
"You have the nerve to talk about me? You're nine points lower than me. That wasn't your attitude when you finished the test the day before yesterday!"
"That gloomy guy actually got a ninety-three, is he even human? Aren't a lot of the questions this time not in the textbook? Could this guy have memorized the entire Official History of Ailman?"
"That's too exaggerated, but he seems to do very well in every exam..."
Yan Yunqing heard the discussions and glanced in Demetrius's direction, only to see him holding his test paper, head down, writing something, as if he hadn't noticed the chatter about him from the people around him at all.
Withdrawing his gaze, Yan Yunqing waited for a while but didn't receive his test paper. Even after everyone had gotten their papers, no one had an extra one.
Yan Yunqing: ?
Where was his paper? He was all prepared to face his tragic score, how could the paper be lost?
Reid scanned the room, watching the students' wonderfully varied expressions after receiving their papers.
A wave of dark satisfaction rose in Reid's heart. He remembered when he was a student under Teacher Theresa, he had the same expression during every test.
Now it was finally his turn to watch other students be tormented by Teacher Theresa's papers.
Turning his head, Reid's gaze met Yan Yunqing's, and he suddenly remembered what Teacher Theresa had told him before she left.
"Oh right, the newcomer, Xavier, was it? Your paper was taken by Professor Theresa." Reid was still a little doubtful when he said this, "Professor Theresa said your paper—um, many of the answers were fantastical, but some details could match historical records, so she took your paper back to study."
"As for the score, Professor Theresa said she couldn't give an accurate score for the time being. She will give you a fair score after she finishes her research."
Reid had also seen this Xavier's test paper. It could no longer be described as fantastical; it was complete fabrication.
He initially wanted to give this new student a zero—he didn't even get a single one of the free-point fill-in-the-blank questions at the beginning right!
However, Teacher Theresa stopped him in the end. From what Teacher Theresa meant, it seemed there really was something to this student's test paper.
Even now, Reid was a little incredulous: Really? The First Elf King initially agreed to leave the forest with the Eternal Lord, not because he valued the Eternal Lord's wisdom and courage, but was simply tricked by the Eternal Lord into being a hired muscle?
How could something like that be possible! The most authoritative historical text on the market clearly stated that the Elf King was willing to form a retainer contract with the Eternal Lord, firstly, because he was forced by the Eternal Lord's military threat, and secondly, because he admired the Eternal Lord's outstanding wisdom and courage, and that's why he agreed!
Without exaggeration, Reid felt like the sky was falling when he saw that answer.