Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots
Chapter 166 - 164 has completely stood up!

Chapter 166: 164 has completely stood up!

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This time, Brother Yang’s bragging rights were enormous.

Even when playing favorites, you can’t boast about a perfect score in Chinese...

At that moment, that was the students’ instinctive thought.

Zhao Yuhuan’s level-10 mocking gaze was ready to launch: "Teacher Yang, you..."

But who knew, Emperor Yang directly pulled out Xia Ye’s test paper, which he had treasured and kept innermost among the stack.

He slammed it right into her face!

Zhao Yuhuan stared at the big, bold 150 points right in front of her eyes......

Then her eyes briefly flitted to the top left corner of the paper: Xia Ye.

Her facial expression expanded in slow motion, shock widening even her nostrils...

Just then, two teachers happened to be passing by in the hallway.

"I heard from Teacher Gao that there’s a full score in the composition this time, is it from your class?"

"Nope, a composition full score, that kind of super student, how could we have one in our class..."

"Not your class? Teacher Gao said it’s not from hers either, then whose class could it be?"

The two teachers passed by Classroom 19’s doorway, glancing at Emperor Yang and Zhao Yuhuan, who were having a standoff at the entrance.

They didn’t know what was going on.

The teachers scratched their heads and left.

They could never have imagined that the composition full score prodigy they were discussing was none other than Xia Ye from Classroom 19!

And what’s even more astounding, not only did Xia Ye score full points in composition, but she also aced the super-difficult reading comprehension section without losing a single point—all full marks!

Zhao Yuhuan’s body stiffened on the spot, and after quite a while, her chest suddenly heaved: "Impossible! How could Xia Ye possibly get a full score? And in Chinese of all subjects?!"

No sooner had her words hit the floor than the students in the classroom, who still didn’t realize what had happened, were all gaping with their mouths wide open.

After about half a minute’s delay in their collective reflex arc, all eyes, sharp and focused, shone like countless bright laser beams, all aimed at Xia Ye.

Tang Tianjiao was so excited that he started to stutter: "Ye, Brother Ye, did you hear what she just said? Such a twisted Chinese exam, and you scored full marks! That’s fucking awesome!"

Xia Ye casually twirled her pen in hand, her demeanor as nonchalant as ever.

She curved her lips slightly, "I told you, I mainly reviewed Chinese this time~"

Tang Tianjiao nodded strangely.

But just because she reviewed... doesn’t mean she could score full marks!

As Tang Tianjiao perked up, so did the rest of the students.

"No wonder the class belle said she’s biased towards Chinese! This is what real bias looks like!"

"Getting full marks in Chinese... that means, her essay was also full marks? Aaah! I’ve never even seen a full score essay!!!"

"I’ve always thought the class belle had the potential! Do you guys remember the ’Leisure and Fun Record’ exam from last time? If it weren’t for her explaining it to us sentence by sentence, we could never have scored so well!"

If a full score in essay was unheard of in Capital City for ten years, then a full score in the entire Chinese subject was something not even rumored about!

Zhao Yuhuan still couldn’t believe it: "Even if there were a full score, it couldn’t be her! She’s the last in the entire grade, she must have cheated..."

Her words had not finished when Emperor Yang calmly flipped to the essay section of the paper: "You want to say she cheated? If you said math or science, I might not say anything," he pointed to Xia Ye’s very elegantly written classical Chinese essay: "This essay, how do you suppose she cheated? Have you ever seen anyone write an essay in classical Chinese? Do you even know what classical Chinese is?"

Emperor Yang admitted he was a bit carried away, but he truly hadn’t seen such a beautifully answered test paper in his life.

Zhao Yuhuan looked at that classical Chinese text, which she couldn’t understand at all, and her mind went blank, unable to come up with any retort.

Seeing her expression, including Ye Miao, Classroom 19’s teachers and students, had never felt so excessively exhilarated and elated!

Zhao Yuhuan would always use her grades to lord over them, making them feel so suffocated that they couldn’t lift their heads.

At last, they had completely risen!

And this immense glory was given to them by Xia Ye!

"Teacher Zhao, is Tian Ye in your class so brilliant that he got a perfect score in Chinese?"

"Teacher Zhao, now can you apologize? Is there anything harder than getting a perfect score in Chinese?"

Zhao Yuhuan clenched her fist tightly by her side, trembling slightly. She took a deep breath, and then another.

She faced the classroom doorway, burying her head very low, her neck swollen with the effort, before she squeezed three words out of her throat, "I’m sorry..."

"We can’t hear you, Teacher Zhao!"

"And isn’t that a bit too perfunctory?"

Grinding her teeth, Zhao Yuhuan raised her head and cried out somewhat desperately, "I’m sorry! The teacher was wrong! You are not poor students!"

After speaking, she turned her head very humiliated to look at Tang Tianjiao, "Is that okay now?"

Tang Tianjiao, full of righteousness, "The bet said not only that you have to apologize, but also those students in your class. Last time in the office, they were haughty towards my class’s students. When a teacher makes a mistake, they must admit it, and it’s the same for students."

Zhao Yuhuan had already apologized herself, her dignity was lost, and she didn’t care about whether those few students apologized or not.

Her face darkened, "Understood! Wait until the noon break, I’ll have them come!"

After Zhao Yuhuan left, the students cheered for Tang Tianjiao and Xia Ye.

Of course, Zhou Yao was included as well.

Whether Zhao Yuhuan admitted it or not was her problem, but the students knew that Zhou Yao didn’t easily get that perfect score.

Ye Miao packed up his math lesson plans and left the classroom. As he brushed past Tang Tianjiao, he shyly nodded at him.

The way he had just stood up for the students, frankly, looked pretty cool!

This was Class 19’s first complete victory in the years-long struggle against Zhao Yuhuan. After Tang Tianjiao went up to the podium, he very humanely gave the students five minutes to discuss amongst themselves before announcing the start of the class.

In this class, Tang Tianjiao did not rush to talk about other topics, but focused on Xia Ye’s extremely well-written essay!

Class 19 got to see this perfect-score classical Chinese essay before any other class.

Because it was written by Xia Ye, everyone particularly liked it.

At the end of the fourth class in the afternoon, when Zhao Yuhuan entered Class 1, the students were still discussing the perfect-score essay.

Zhao Yuhuan inquired about Tian Ye’s Chinese score, and after hearing the number 129, she didn’t say anything more.

Some students asked her if she knew which class had the perfect-score essay.

She said she didn’t know with an iron-green face, and the students were intimidated by her expression, not daring to ask any further.

Zhao Yuhuan looked around the room and called out a few girls’ names.

The delicate-looking little girl was also included.

Zhao Yuhuan: "Those whose names were called, come out with me."

She left the classroom first, with the girls whose names were called completely in the dark.

"What’s Teacher Zhao suddenly asking us out for? My math was decent this time, it shouldn’t be that she wants to criticize us."

"I have no idea, could it be that she’s seen our hard work and wants to give us special attention?"

"Let’s just go out and we’ll find out."

After the girls arranged the textbooks from the previous class, they followed her out of the classroom.

Zhao Yuhuan stood by the windowsill, looking extremely unpleasant.

"Teacher Zhao, you wanted to see us because..."

Zhao Yuhuan: "You few, go to Class 19, apologize!"