Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots
Chapter 164 - 162 Very embarrassing

Chapter 164: 162 Very embarrassing

If you are well, it is a sunny day: "Stop being modest, who else could it be but you?"

Tian Ye didn’t reply again, he just muted his phone and continued working on problems.

He didn’t think his essay this time would score full marks.

Unless the questions were so difficult that the teacher deliberately gave leniency.

**

Most students spent the weekend anxiously awaiting their results.

Especially the Chinese language scores, they dared not even think about it.

On Monday, right after self-study in the morning, classmates who had gone to the office to hand in homework brought back some news.

"When I went to hand in the homework, the math teacher wasn’t there, I heard she went to check the results."

"Are the math results out?"

"Hmm, all the rankings will only be out by afternoon, but the individual papers should have been delivered."

"Oh my god, I’m so nervous!"

Apart from the total score rankings, there was something even more important for Class 19 in this test—

It was making Zhao Yuhuan apologize to them!

The girls gathered around Zhou Yao’s desk.

"Yaoyao, you are our class’s hope, did you manage to score full marks in math this time?"

Zhou Yao was also particularly nervous, continuously fidgeting with the corner of her book: "I can’t say for sure, we will have math in the second period, we’ll know by then."

So far, she truly hadn’t identified any mistakes she made, but after all, what she thought was correct wasn’t necessarily the final standard answer, and she also didn’t know if there were any careless errors.

She was afraid of disappointing her classmates, so she didn’t dare say anything in advance.

In the first period of the morning, students were quietly attending class, while teachers buzzed in and out of the office, checking results and collecting papers, busy getting things organized.

The math papers were the first to be returned, a large sealed envelope containing a thick stack of papers—for the entire grade.

Zhao Yuhuan led all the math department teachers, dividing the papers for each class.

Everyone was impatient, unable to wait for the staff to distribute them uniformly.

Before opening the seal, Zhao Yuhuan noticed a number 12 written on the back of the envelope with a marker.

She pointed at the number to other key class teachers, smiling profoundly: "See that? That’s the power of First Middle School."

The teachers all understood the marking—it was the number of full marks in the papers.

No.3 Middle School had only three full marks, whereas First Middle School had twelve, four times theirs.

And this was with the math test being the easiest in this exam.

Several teachers took a small stack each, sorting them by student ID and class.

While distributing, they concurrently reviewed the scores of students from their own and competing classes.

Especially those twelve full marks, the teachers were all silently competing in their hearts.

Soon, a teacher found the first full mark.

The result was hardly surprising.

"Ms. Zhao, congratulations, Tian Ye in your class scored full marks in math again."

That teacher, upon seeing Tian Ye’s name, immediately glanced at the score, and sure enough...

Zhao Yuhuan joyfully received Tian Ye’s paper, already having a hunch during the invigilation.

Subsequently, other key classes also saw full marks emerging.

Zhao Yuhuan now only taught one class, and with a total of five full marks, her class was clearly ahead of other key classes.

One class, accounting for almost half of the full marks in the entire grade, made other class teachers envious.

Only a few papers were left, with eleven full marks already found.

Zhao Yuhuan glanced at Ye Miao, still distributing papers, and another able key class teacher.

She already had a clue.

She walked over to that key class teacher: "Not bad, Xiaowang, the last full mark is also in your class, together, your class has three full marks now."

"Oh, your class has five while ours only three, we’re still quite behind you," Teacher Xiaowang said, though she felt happy inside because the last two papers were distributed, one in her class and one in Teacher Ye Miao’s.

With full confidence, she picked up the paper from her class and said with a boastful smile, "There are quite a few scores over one hundred and forty this time, but getting a perfect score without a single carelessness is extremely rare..."

As she said this, her eyes scanned the paper in her hand.

Her body suddenly stiffened.

146?

Why isn’t it 150?

Once she realized what was happening, Teacher Xiaowang looked incredulously at the last paper, which Ye Miao had taken.

Zhou Yao from Class 19, 150 out of 150.

Zhao Yuhuan’s face turned dark on the spot.

Ye Miao held tightly onto that paper, excited, knowing that effort pays off. She was truly happy for her student.

Recalling the bet, she looked up directly and said, "Teacher Zhao."

But as if Zhao Yuhuan hadn’t heard her, she took the papers and had already left the office.

Ye Miao pursed her lips, knowing playing dumb was futile. As an adult, one should be responsible for their own actions.

The bell for the end of class rang, and the next period was Ye Miao’s class. She collected the papers and went back to the classroom first.

As she entered, the students who had been whispering immediately quieted down, focusing their gaze on her.

Everyone was tense.

They all knew their class’s chance of getting a perfect score depended on the math result now.

Ye Miao smiled, divided the papers into several piles, and started distributing them to a student seated near the door.

The classmates noticed she had kept one paper back.

She held onto that paper and walked directly to Zhou Yao’s desk, announcing loudly, "This exam had twelve perfect scores across the grade, and our class has one, Zhou Yao."

A few seconds later, the class erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

Zhou Yao smiled happily, nearly shaking due to her deskmate’s jostling.

She turned and looked towards the back of the classroom.

Tang Tianjiao and Xia Ye were giving her the ’Dabao is proud, parents are relieved’ look.

After all the papers were distributed, Class 19’s overall performance had improved.

There were even five other students who scored over 140.

Tang Tianjiao was excited to see her own score too.

123!

Oh my!

It was her highest score ever!

She immediately took a photo and sent it to her grandfather.

Xia Ye’s result was still the same, but she was in a great mindset, telling Tang Tianjiao, "I focused mainly on Chinese this time."

Tang Tianjiao patted her head comforting, it was a shame that despite the hard work on Chinese, it happened to have the toughest questions this time.

The students were highly motivated, and Ye Miao managed to finish discussing the major questions in just one period.

The bell rang for class dismissal, and there were students with questions by the podium.

Results are out today, so no exercises during the long break; there was plenty of time.

"Look, isn’t that Teacher Zhao?"

"Is she coming to apologize to our class?"

"Forget it; would she be that conscientious?"

Ye Miao followed their gaze outside the classroom; naturally, Zhao Yuhuan wasn’t there to apologize. She walked straight ahead, likely heading to a neighboring class to discuss something with other teachers.

This time, Ye Miao did not spare her any dignity to avoid her shirking responsibility and politely called out in front of the students, "Teacher Zhao, please come to our class first."