Chapter 67 Are You Here to Stir Trouble? Surprise Exam!

The man leaned against the wall, a finely crafted pistol in his hand, glancing at the corpse on the floor. “Take care of it… As for Sui Yi… I have a feeling she’s indispensable to this matter.”

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Sui Yi currently had over a million yuan. With plans to go to the provincial capital, she needed money for every aspect of life. Though she’d never been greedy for wealth, now she was forced to consider how to invest her money to make it grow.

Housing, transferring schools, medical expenses, and her future in the world of antiques—all of it required funds.

A million yuan was barely a ripple.

Truthfully, there was no need for much deliberation.

The Ancient City Drum Tower on East Street was exactly where she needed to go.

Of course, she’d wait until after school.

After all, the later it got, the livelier that place became—the more worth visiting.

While Sui Yi was plotting her path to wealth, No. 2 High School was hit with what felt like an atomic bomb.

The morning’s drowsy students, still munching on breakfast, were thrown into utter chaos.

At the school gates, a group of boys and girls in uniform clutched their phones, faces pale with shock, as though the world were ending tomorrow.

No—it was worse.

Because the surprise exam was not tomorrow, but today. Life and death, a single day apart.

“Damn it, why is the exam today? Isn’t it supposed to be the monthly exam? Shouldn’t it be like a period—once a month?” Lin Chuxiao gripped her milk tea in one hand and a bun in the other, debating whether to eat first or delay entering.

Damn it, as soon as I walk in, it’s exam time!

“Hey… even periods aren’t always regular. You should be glad it’s not three or four times a month…” Yang Ling, round and plump, rolled her eyes, looking entirely unbothered.

The boys listening beside them, however, were anything but calm.

“Ha, beauty, we don’t have periods… So does that mean we don’t have to take the exam?”

Lin Chuxiao shot them a glare. “And you don’t have wet dreams?”

“…”

“There you have it. If you have one every day, maybe you should be taking exams every day.”

“…”

If you want to know what blunt force feels like, this is it.

The boys, chastened, looked down and nibbled their buns.

Just then, Lin Chuxiao’s eyes widened. She broke into a run, coming to stand directly in someone’s path.

Sui Yi braked abruptly, swung her leg off her bike, and glanced at her, frowning. “What is it?”

Strangely, Lin, usually known for her sharp tongue, found herself shivering in front of Sui Yi’s cold, clear face.

Perhaps the memory of that rose thorn last time had left too deep an impression.

After a moment’s silence, she forced out a question.

“Have you eaten yet?”

Sui Yi cast a glance at the misshapen meat bun in Lin’s hand—greasy, with smudged black marks.

She wasn’t sure if this queen bee intended to throw the bun at her or stuff it in her mouth.

“I’ve eaten,” she replied crisply.

“Uh… there’s an exam today! Did you know?” Why are you so cheerful all of a sudden? Yang Ling and a few boys exchanged exasperated glances.

“An exam?”

Lin Chuxiao finally found a topic Sui Yi could respond to and grinned. “Yes, an exam. The new principal decided on it, to push us seniors to study harder…”

Sui Yi pondered and asked, “So, are you stopping me to tell me… your grades are better than mine?”

Is this a challenge?

Pfft!

Yang Ling snickered.

Lin Chuxiao looked deflated.

“Do I really look like I go around picking fights? Hmph, I just…” Lin gritted her teeth, huffed, “Just thought what you did at the school gate was pretty cool!”

Strength determines status.

Sui Yi understood and smiled faintly. “Is that so… thank you.”

“Don’t think that means I’ll go easy on you. If I find out you have designs on Hang, I’ll…”

She clenched her fist instinctively, just like she had with the rose thorns before…

And Yang Ling and the boys all looked on in terror.

The meat bun… juices dripped down as it was crushed to pieces—

Too savage, too disgusting!

“Lin Chuxiao! If you don’t finish that bun now, and you boys, what are you dawdling for? Do you want me to keep you after school?” The dean’s furious voice rang out from nearby.

Sui Yi couldn’t help but curve her lips into a smile. “I’ll go ahead… You guys, finish your buns.”

This Lin Chuxiao was actually quite adorable.

The group was in a daze.

That smile of Sui Yi’s was truly… intoxicating.

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Whether you study or not, the exam is there, unyielding.

Whether you take it or not, the grades are there, neither dead nor alive.

The surprise exam for No. 2 High’s senior class descended upon the students in the most unexpected way.

For over ninety percent of the seniors, their feelings toward it were much like Yang Ling’s group toward that squashed meat bun—

Brutal. Disgusting.

Seats were shuffled, everyone mixed up. Sui Yi still ended up in the back row, this time with Zhou Xiaopang as her desk mate.

Before the first test began, Yan Qingwu gave Sui Yi a slight smile. “Good luck.”

“You too.”

Zhou Xiaopang grinned slyly and leaned in, loyal as ever. “Don’t worry, Sui Yi. If you need to copy, I’ve got you covered…”

When it came to grades, Zhou Xiaopang was a bit better than Sui Yi. Especially at chemistry.

Sui Yi smiled and nodded. “We’ll get caught. No need… but thanks.”

Zhou Xiaopang told himself to stay cool—not to come off as a total loser—but still blushed.

Damn, Sui Yi is more and more like a goddess.

“Neither of you are much better than the other. Copying won’t change a thing,” snorted Qian Fengling from a few seats away.

Her deskmate Wang Xian frowned slightly.

Sui Yi copying Zhou Xiaopang? What a joke.

Unlike the calm of Sui Yi and Yan Qingwu, the others had polarized reactions—students like Wang Xian and the class monitors looked forward to the test, while the pseudo-slackers and real slackers like Zhou Xiaopang muttered curses and prepared a dozen cheating tricks in their hands.

Everyone had their own way of coping.

You’d be amazed at the ingenious cheating methods some students could devise in just an hour of the morning.

Genius is born of necessity.

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Sui Yi’s class was a science stream. Had her memory not been so poor back then, making it impossible to handle the rote memorization required in the arts, she wouldn’t have chosen science.

Chinese, Math, English, Chemistry, Physics, Biology—one after another, these tests would drain every ounce of energy from a person.

For two straight days.

Today’s schedule was math in the morning, English and physics in the afternoon.

The format and schedule mimicked the college entrance exam.

Teachers, stern-faced, patrolled the classrooms inside and out with the vigilance of secret agents.

The rigor was comparable to the CIA.

Huang Yan, their homeroom teacher, was proctoring another class, but still found time to check on his own students.

The first he checked on, naturally, was the top student Yan Qingwu. At a glance, his mouth twitched.

It’s only been half an hour…

You’re already on the last question?!!

Too monstrous.

Struck by the blow, Huang Yan quickly moved on, casually pausing by Sui Yi’s desk.

Zhou Xiaopang’s plump figure beside Sui Yi’s slender frame made them stand out, especially given their grades.

Huang Yan squinted, glancing at Sui Yi’s test paper.

He stared, eyes widening.

He looked at Sui Yi several times, secretly dissatisfied. This Sui Yi was too ambitious—skipping the easy questions at the front to tackle the bonus problems at the end…

Is she trying to fail?

Does she think she’s Yan Qingwu?

He coughed, unable to resist saying aloud, “Don’t rush. Leave the hard ones for later. Tackle the easy ones first and get those points…”

It was the standard teacher’s admonition, and the reaction was the same from everyone.

The top students: It’s all the same, sir.

The slackers: It’s all the same, sir.

Know it or not, it’s all the same, sir—

Sui Yi heard him, glanced up, lips pressed into a fine line. Huang Yan thought he saw a faint smile in her eyes.

A smile?

She’s smiling?!

He shot her a glare, then caught sight of the last page of her test—the bonus question, the hardest, filling an entire page. The work beneath the problem was neat and orderly…

Huang Yan arched his brow—so much written, and beautiful handwriting at that. She’d surely get full marks for presentation.

That was his initial thought. But as he followed the solution step by step, watching Sui Yi’s pen glide across the page…

His expression grew increasingly grave.

After a while, he moved away, wandering over to Yan Qingwu’s desk to take a look.

Their methods were similar, though Yan Qingwu’s was more detailed while Sui Yi’s was bold and unconventional.

Similar, yet subtly different.

Both had exquisite handwriting… no, Sui Yi’s was even lovelier, at least in Chinese.

Huang Yan felt a pang of guilt for thinking so… and as he fretted—

Wait, the answer’s out already?

He memorized it and returned to Sui Yi’s desk to check.

Sure enough, Sui Yi’s answer was also finished.

Exactly the same.

Huang Yan’s face twitched. Just then, Sui Yi put down her pen.

Not writing anymore?

He flipped back through her test.

Every question was answered.

The entire paper was flawless, as if copied straight from the answer key.

“….” Huang Yan was sure now—this girl had definitely smiled at him…

“Mr. Huang… shouldn’t you be proctoring?”

“Oh—yes, yes, I’m going.”

As the other invigilators looked on in dismay, Huang Yan strode out of the classroom…

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For a rational mind like Sui Yi, math was truly simple. Yan Qingwu had noticed that Sui Yi never asked her questions about math, Chinese, or English, so she guessed that as soon as she finished her paper, Sui Yi would be done as well.

And sure enough, after Huang Yan left, Sui Yi stood up and handed in her test. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian to vote and support. Your encouragement is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.reading.)