After transmigrating into the cultivation world, the school topper was reborn - chapter 237

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After receiving the message, he rushed to the cafeteria while searching for Su Xingchen’s figure.

Curly raised his hand and shouted, “Where are you looking? Here! Hurry and come to eat.” 

He took his chopsticks and started to eat, “We were waiting for you, I knew that you would definitely be waiting for Su Xingchen. When did you wait for us?”

Cheng Kangyao just ran directly from the teaching building. He sat next to Su Xingchen. She had already started eating. She pushed some of the dishes to him, “This is yours.”

Curly looked at the smile on Cheng Kangyao’s face, shook his head, and pouted.

In the past, Cheng Kangyao got rice for Su Xingchen. This was the first time that Su Xingchen was faster than Cheng Kangyao.

This was not rice, but honey. Anyway, Cheng Kangyao felt that the food in front of him was more fragrant than before.

In the afternoon, Su Xingchen was still in the second examination room.

She collided with Zhang Wenqi in a test room.

Su Xingchen’s seat was in front of Zhang Wenqi.

Zhang Wenqi was extremely embarrassed. She kept her head down and did not look at Su Xingchen, and Su Xingchen didn’t greet her. She couldn’t help but hate her with the thought that Su Xingchen must be laughing at her.

Even if the people around her were not looking at her, she still felt embarrassed. When someone looked at her a little bit, she felt that they were laughing at her.

She wanted to put Su Xingchen and An Ran on her feet and just show a strong sense of superiority in daily life.

In her class, she also said a lot of bad things about Su Xingchen.

So when she saw Su Xingchen in the examination room with her, she felt like she was slapped on the face.

Chinese should be Zhang Wenqi’s strong point, but she was absent-minded in this exam, even if she did her best.

150 marks for Chinese and 150 for history were very time-consuming. This time Su Xingchen wrote the paper till the class bell rang. After dinner in the evening, they went back to take shower and then took the exam at night.

Su Xingyang had been looking forward to being in the same examination room as Su Xingchen, but in all the exams, Su Xingchen was not in examination room No. 1.

Su Xingchen seemed to have passed by into Examination Room No. 1, and then returned to where she should be. It was normal. The people in Examination Room No. 1, especially those in the top 20 of the grade, treated her too lightly. For them, the real competitors had always been those who had been stable in the top 20 of the school.

Weekends were the same as before. The teachers couldn’t take a break, as they had to correct the test papers and all the marks were out on Sunday afternoon. The students were on holiday. No one helped them to type the marks. 

(This is child labour. Using kids to type marks…)

They could only type the marks by themself.

All the test papers of each class have been handed to the teachers of each class, and the teachers of each class would enter the results of the students. Since they were more familiar with the students of their class, the speed would be faster opposed to when others typed the marks.

After everything was typed, it was then submitted to the overall ranking of the school.

Ms. Chen was a Chinese teacher. She typed the Chinese scores. She was 41 years old. Although she did know how to use the computer, her typing speed was not so fast. She wore glasses, poked on the keyboard slowly to enter a number then moved the mouse to enter the next.

When typing Su Xingchen and He Ya’s score, she specifically wrote down the scores of the two. Su Xingchen had gotten better than the previous monthly exam, but it was not much better. She could only say that her Chinese performance was very stable. She was already very satisfied that Su Xingchen could maintain this score.

He Ya’s grades fell again.

The speed of typing the results was slow. It became five o’clock in the afternoon when all the entries were completed.

The teachers turned off the computer, turned their necks, stretched their big lazy waist, and breathed a sigh of relief, “They have too many exams and our workload is equally heavy.”

A teacher packed his things and smiled, “Okay, let’s take a look at the total score, and we will go to dinner after reading it.”

The teacher who was still in front of the computer got the total score, and the total score ranking was all cleared.

This teacher looked at the first few, all of which were familiar names. Then he saw a name. It was absolutely impossible for it to appear in this position in the top ten. He refreshed it again, and the name was firmly in the top ten, unshakable.

He couldn’t help but say, “One of you has recorded the results wrongly. Maybe an honourable class student’s score was recorded under Su Xingchen’s name? How could she rank so high?”

“Wrong recording? Is it? She was in the top 60 in the last month’s exam and it’s normal to advance a few ranks.” 

The other teachers came over curiously and asked, “What’s her rank?”

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