Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots
Chapter 159: How is she so fast??

Chapter 159: How is she so fast??

Tian Ye’s body stiffened noticeably.

Even the eternally composed top student’s face flustered for a moment.

The surrounding boys also stopped talking and looked at him, making the pink on his face even more evident.

"Don’t talk nonsense," Tian Ye hissed softly, "I wasn’t looking at you."

Xia Ye smirked slightly and bowed her head to start reading.

Just like that, just like his grandfather when he was young.

Tian Ye dared not look in Xia Ye’s direction anymore.

All the teachers were in the office arranging the exam invigilation, and no one cared about the morning self-study. Moreover, most students seated in the classroom were not from this class, and the disciplinary teacher couldn’t deduct points for misbehavior, so today’s morning self-study was obviously not as quiet as usual.

The students whispered amongst themselves quite a bit.

Even the boys from class one were no exception.

"Yunzhou drew exam room 19, he told me yesterday that he might run into Xia Ye, but unexpectedly, Xia Ye came to our class for the exam."

"Do you guys think anyone in class 19 could score full marks this time? If they really do, our class teacher might actually have to apologize to them. That would be utterly embarrassing; we won’t be able to raise our heads in front of them anymore."

"You’re overthinking it. Do you think our class teacher would agree to a bet he might lose? Zhou Yao has never scored full marks before, as long as she doesn’t, other students don’t even have to think about it."

"That’s true, our class teacher has been quite spirited these past few days, not worried about the bet at all, he hasn’t considered class 19 a threat."

The boys chatted about the bet for a while, finding the answer obvious with nothing much to discuss, then shifted their focus to other matters.

The boy sitting in front of Tian Ye turned around, knocked on his desk: "Bro Tian, that ’God of Night’ you introduced us to hasn’t updated in almost half a month, right? He used to update every two or three days, what’s going on recently? It’s not that his opponents were all actors and he got reported, was it?"

Xia Ye perked up her ears.

God of Night?

The alt account Jiang Yunyang created for her?

Tian Ye snorted coldly, his tone quite biased, "All of God of Night’s videos are real, definitely not actors. If we ever have the luck to fight ’him’, we’d have to call ’him’ dad!"

Xia Ye calmly nodded her head.

Your dad is right here among you.

The boy was stunned for a moment then laughed, "For someone to make Bro Tian call him dad, that’s really something! Then I’ll go and leave a message every day, asking when the God of Night will update next. We can’t let down our loyal fans’ love!"

Tian Ye grunted, "There must be something going on recently. I heard that many major companies in Capital City have their bids in May, probably he’s a big shot in real life and might be busy with that."

He spoke so confidently that the boys all believed him, even Xia Ye almost believed him herself.

She twirled the pen in her hand, a mischievous glint flashing across her eyes.

Initially, she didn’t want Jiang Yunyang to update that account anymore, but hearing her little fans today, she suddenly got interested again.

Maybe she could consider updating a few more videos after the third model exam.

The first exam was mathematics, and the invigilators were Zhao Yuhuan and a teacher from another department.

Upon entering the exam room, Zhao Yuhuan first glanced at the students from her own class staying in this exam room.

Seeing Tian Ye, her face showed a relieved smile.

But it quickly disappeared when she noticed Xia Ye sitting next to Tian Ye, the warmth on her face vanishing completely.

According to her, the seating in the exam room shouldn’t be random. Good students should sit together, and poor students should do the same.

The third model exam wasn’t as strict as the official college entrance exam, allowing Xia Ye to sit next to Tian Ye from their class was like waiting for her to cheat.

Only after the question papers were handed over to the invigilating teachers did Zhao Yuhuan withdraw her gaze and turn her attention to the paper.

With limited time, she first flipped to the back to see the major questions.

They were all knowledge points she had repeatedly taught, not very difficult.

The third model, being the last major exam before the college entrance examination, was mainly to boost confidence, hence generally, the difficulty was not very high.

And from today’s paper, it seemed that this year’s math paper might be particularly easy.

Could it be... other subjects have difficult papers? Is this to balance things out so as not to affect the students’ morale?

Zhao Yuhuan, with her extensive teaching experience, had a deep understanding of such matters.

Yet...

As she clutched the exam paper, she hesitated for a moment, having lowered the mathematics test’s difficulty—could Zhou Yao from class 19 really score full marks?

However, she only hesitated for an instant before dismissing the thought.

With the easier paper, careless mistakes were more likely, and with Zhou Yao’s sloppy work, full marks were impossible.

Five minutes before the exam began, Zhao Yuhua distributed the papers to the students sitting in the first seats of each row, and they passed them backward.

The freshly printed papers had a strong smell of ink, which, upon reaching one’s hands, felt like a signal before an examination, inevitably leading to nervousness.

Students at the front grabbed their papers and began perusing from the first question—they could not write yet, but having the papers a minute or two earlier provided them with a small advantage.

Xia Ye, seated in the middle of the classroom, took the paper and, without even looking at it, laid it down.

She didn’t glance at it even once before the exam bell.

If Heavenly Dao knew how strictly she followed the rules, he would surely be pleased.

Zhao Yuhuan caught her action at a glance.

A hopeless case indeed.

While other students were diligently previewing the questions, she was instead looking at the scenery outside the window.

She was definitely waiting to copy Tian Ye’s answers once the exam started!

The bell rang, and the exam officially began.

Xia Ye slowly picked up her pen.

The distance between the two rows of students wasn’t very far, clearly visible to anyone interested.

About ten minutes in, when most students would have solved a few problems, Zhao Yuhuan descended from the podium and casually strolled to the aisle between Xia Ye and Tian Ye, blocking their line of sight.

Glimpsing Tian Ye’s paper, while others were on the fourth question, he had already finished the eighth.

Approximately one question per minute; Zhao Yuhuan was very satisfied.

This pace suggested that in another ten minutes, he would start on the fill-in-the-blanks.

She nudged Tian Ye’s paper inward a bit.

Tian Ye looked up at her, and she tilted her chin towards Xia Ye’s direction as a signal.

Tian Ye nodded.

Zhao Yuhuan surveyed the classroom. Just as she was about to step aside, she suddenly heard a girl’s casual voice from behind: "Miss, there’s a condition missing in the third fill-in-the-blank question."

Zhao Yuhuan and Tian Ye froze.

Who was so fast?

They had already reached the third fill-in-the-blank question?

Zhao Yuhuan turned around in surprise, but seeing that it was Xia Ye speaking, she immediately rolled her eyes disdainfully.

What did she know about missing conditions?

Obviously unable to solve it herself, she was claiming there was a missing condition in the question.

If there really had been a missing condition, a teacher would have notified them, not her.

Out of respect for the sponsors, Zhao Yuhuan didn’t berate her too harshly, and said sternly, "Follow the rules of the examination hall, no disrupting!"

Xia Ye raised an eyebrow at her, "Miss Zhao, I’m not causing trouble—take a look for yourself."

On the podium, another female teacher tentatively asked, "Miss Zhao, since you teach mathematics, why not check it for her..."

"No need to check!" Zhao Yuhuan frowned in distaste: "Xia Ye, if you can’t do it, leave it blank! Don’t disturb other students..."

She was righteously stating her point when suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

"Miss Zhao, just to let you know, the third fill-in-the-blank question is missing a condition!"