Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 504 Right in front of the Master of Highest Heaven Tower [2 more - s]

Chapter 504: 504 Right in front of the Master of Highest Heaven Tower [2 more Chapters]

Prince Brother?

The address made the proctor pause for a moment, but what he saw next were a few lines of Classical Chinese.

It began with an ancient phrase commonly used in writing letters—

"After a long separation, I have not heard from you, and my yearning has grown deeper..."

The proctor, who taught language arts himself, immediately understood the meaning; translated into vernacular language, it was—

"It has been a long time since we parted, and I have not received any news from you; my feelings of longing have only become more intense."

The proctor was greatly surprised.

At this moment, how could he not understand what the title "To Prince Brother" signified?

This student had actually written a letter in the voice of Princess Yongning to King Yan Tangfeng.

Was this not a form of communication?

Very on-topic, yet most students would hardly think of this entry point.

This was the college entrance examination, and naturally, the proctor couldn’t linger; after a fleeting glance, he moved on, but he was secretly astounded.

After all, the descendants were not Princess Yongning herself; everything they knew came from historical books.

Historical books, after all, contain the perspectives of historians and later scholars, which might restore some historical truths, but could never fully evoke the emotions of those historical figures.

If there was a discrepancy in views between the student and the examiner, it might lead to a loss of marks.

The proctor knew that most students would prepare templates and universal materials which they could readily utilize in their essays.

But to write such a piece of Classical Chinese on-site in the examination hall had to be an impromptu effort.

How much knowledge must one have to be able to write it?

Yet, Classical Chinese is challenging, and using a single word incorrectly could change the meaning of an entire sentence.

This girl... had she really written a complete piece of Classical Chinese?

This was the college entrance exam, after all!

Without ample confidence, who would undertake such a highly risky task?

Whether true or not, the proctor was eager to know if there would be a perfect-scoring essay.

However, the proctor didn’t know that this was not just a letter from Princess Yongning to King Yan but also that the timing was set after Princess Yongning’s passing.

It was a clever choice of timing.

Therefore, Ye Wanlan began with the twelve words "After a long separation..."

Because in her past life, no matter how busy Tangfeng was, he always wrote to her weekly, returned to Fengyuan every half year to see her.

She also used to visit Yan City occasionally to accompany Tangfeng.

But after her death, according to Hua Yingyue, Tangfeng had returned to Fengyuan only once and then stayed in Yan City, never returning to the capital.

Indeed, the letter was a genuine expression of emotions, and it was her response to the letter she had seen Tangfeng write to her in a historical review.

She wanted to tell everyone that she missed him and was waiting for him.

Yan, King, Sword!

The weapon Tangfeng always carried, where could it be now?

What more did she not know about that great battle?

Ye Wanlan gazed out the window in a trance, until the bell signaling the end of the exam snapped her back to reality.

Tears still marked her cheeks, and the sunlight shining on her face seemed to catch droplets glistening.

Yan Tingfeng, Rong Yu, Rong Qi, Xiang Shaoyu, and Huo Yunyi were all waiting.

The impressive height and stature of the group were eye-catching; even though they wore masks, they could still cause congestion if they stood in crowded places.

Therefore, they chose a sparser area to wait for Ye Wanlan to come out.

Upon seeing her, Yan Tingfeng smiled faintly at her, "Xiao Wan, your uncle and aunt went to pick up your cousin."

"Mm," Ye Wanlan nodded, "I know."

"Wait, Student Ye, have you been crying? Was the question too difficult?" Rong Yu gasped in shock. "The question that could stump Student Ye must be really tough!"

Rong Yu’s comment caught Xiang Shaoyu’s attention to the tear marks on Ye Wanlan’s face.

"No," Ye Wanlan took a wet towel from Yan Tingfeng and wiped her face slowly, "I wrote an essay that I am very satisfied with, just deeply moved by it."

"Are you satisfied?" Rong Yu asked curiously. "I just looked at Weibo’s trending searches. This year’s essay topic has been leaked, focusing on ’communication’. What did Student Ye write about?"

Ye Wanlan took a sip of water and said, "A letter from Princess Yongning to the King of Yan."

This statement took everyone by surprise.

Yan Tingfeng’s eyebrows furrowed deeper, and his pupils even turned vertical.

After a stunned silence, Xiang Shaoyu couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration, "No wonder Miss Ye is very satisfied. This entry point is truly ingenious."

"That’s not right, if she wrote something satisfying, she should be happy. Why the tears?" Rong Yu muttered.

Rong Qi: "..."

He turned his head and didn’t forget to cover Rong Yu’s mouth.

"Ah Lan!" Not far away, Lin Huaijin’s cheerful voice came, "Let’s go, go home for dinner, then get a good sleep, and prepare for the math exam this afternoon."

Shenzhou High School’s unified exams used the same set of papers across all regions and had shifted to a 3+2 model over the last two years, with the exam duration also extending from two to three days.

"How did you feel this morning?" Lin Huaijin asked, "I saw some examinees coming out with gloomy faces."

"Not bad." Ye Wanlan turned her head, "How did Wenli do in his essay?"

"Hmm." Lin Wenli’s lips curved slightly, "Luckily, with Sister’s tips before the exam, I expect at least 55 points at the minimum."

With 60 being the full score, 55 was already a high score.

"That’s good!" Lin Huaijin was very satisfied, "Don’t slack off for the math exam this afternoon."

Yan Tingfeng lagged two steps behind Ye Wanlan, his eyes cast downward, clearly contemplating something.

"What are you thinking about?" Xiang Shaoyu asked him.

Yan Tingfeng spoke, "I’m thinking about the language essay."

"Oh?" Xiang Shaoyu smiled, "You also think Miss Ye chose her subject well?"

Yan Tingfeng did not respond.

He was wondering why Ye Wanlan had specifically chosen those two characters.

"Last time for Miss Ye, you took my Gold-threaded Profound Iron Armor fragments," Xiang Shaoyu said slowly. "It’s clear Miss Ye really likes the King of Yan. Writing an essay specifically about the King of Yan during the college entrance exams is like making a declaration to everyone."

Yan Tingfeng coldly glanced at him, "What are you trying to say?"

"Ahem... nothing." Xiang Shaoyu fanned himself, "I also like the King of Yan. He is my great ancestor. Not only do I like him, but all the young ladies do as well, alas..."

Yan Tingfeng was non-committal.

"The only one who can compete with the King of Yan in the hearts of these young ladies might be the Master of the Highest Heaven Tower, right?" Xiang Shaoyu suddenly said, "It’s just a pity that Miss Ye prefers the King of Yan more, otherwise she definitely would have written about the Tower Master in her essay... Tingfeng, don’t you feel a bit cold?"

He wondered why it felt chillingly cold beside him?

Xiang Shaoyu turned his head, only to discover Yan Tingfeng was nowhere to be seen.

"Strange." He tapped his head with the handle of his fan. "My brother couldn’t possibly be a die-hard fan of the Tower Master, so he can’t stand such talk, could he?"

**

The math exam started at three o’clock and ended at five, lasting two hours.

Under the new college entrance exam model, math was no longer divided into arts and sciences, and all candidates used the same set of papers.

Ye Wanlan quickly scanned the test paper after receiving it and began to answer.

Her mental arithmetic was extremely strong, almost simultaneously obtaining the answers as soon as she finished reading the problem stems.

Only when she reached the major questions did Ye Wanlan pick up the scratch paper, preparing to do the calculations.

However, when she turned over the scratch paper, it was filled with words!

It had many formulas and mathematical theories written on it.

Ye Wanlan’s eyes narrowed, her hand instantly pressing down on the scratch paper.

"Teacher!" Just then, a voice suddenly rang out, "I report, I saw her cheating!"

The moment the words landed, the entire examination hall was shocked.

Cheating in the college entrance exam was a criminal offense!

Who would be so bold?

The proctor also quickly reacted, looking towards the direction of the voice.

The accuser was a boy sitting diagonally behind Ye Wanlan. He raised his hand, "I saw her using a cheat sheet, right there on the paper!"

Seeing Ye Wanlan’s hand pressing down on the paper, the proctor’s expression also changed, "Lift your hand."