Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 725 - 726 Freeloading Man 11_1

Chapter 725: Chapter 726 Freeloading Man 11_1

No matter how everyone reviewed or whether there were still questions they didn’t fully understand, the day of the exam arrived as scheduled.

In a mix of relief and frustration, this semester’s final exam came to an end.

Despite prior frustrations about not achieving good results, once the exams ended, there was still some celebration to be had.

The main concern was that if the exam results weren’t good enough, one would certainly face a fall in ranking.

After leaving the exam room, Song Lei went straight home, never participating in answer discussions. Once an exam is over, why bother discussing the answers?

Moreover, one couldn’t be sure if the other person’s answers were definitely correct and, more importantly, it might affect one’s mood.

Upon exiting the exam room, Chiang Yi was in a very bad mood because he had caught a cold two days before the exam, feeling completely under the weather.

One could say he hadn’t reviewed well, and during the exam, he felt utterly groggy.

He was really worried about this exam because if he didn’t make it into the advanced class, without Song Lei’s study materials, could he really improve his scores?

Even if his grades did improve, wouldn’t everyone else’s?,

Chiang Yi was very upset. How could he mess up such an important exam?

Chiang Yi was not in a good mood, and when his friend came out wanting to check answers with him and called his name several times without getting a response, the friend became slightly annoyed, wondering what was going on.

As he reached out to pat Chiang Yi’s shoulder, he noticed that his face was very red, unnaturally so, "Chiang Yi, Chiang Yi, are you feeling unwell?"

Feeling unwell? Chiang Yi’s eyes brightened suddenly; right, how could he have forgotten about this,

If he was feeling unwell, then it was perfectly normal for his performance to be poor.

With this realization, Chiang Yi began to recover slowly,"Yes, I’m feeling quite ill."

He reached up to touch his forehead. "I think I may have caught a cold."

Upon hearing that he was unwell, his friend immediately reached out to touch his forehead, "Wow, that’s really hot."

"You should go to the hospital." With such a high temperature, not going to the hospital was out of the question.

Upon arrival at the hospital and being tested, the temperature was 39.2 degrees Celsius, shocking everyone.

Chiang Yi knew he was not feeling well and felt dizzy. After feeling his forehead earlier, he knew the temperature wouldn’t be low.

But he didn’t expect it to be so high, and it really startled him, "That high, huh?"

"Yes, you need an IV drip for three days," the doctor quickly wrote out the order.

His classmate paid for Chiang Yi’s medication and then called his father.

When Chiang Yi’s parents learned their son had a high fever of 39 degrees, they rushed to the hospital. At this point, they were far more concerned about their son’s health than his final grades.

During the days when the final grades were released, Chiang Yi certainly enjoyed the treatment of a patient at home, almost forgetting about the final exams altogether.

Meanwhile at home, Song Lei was busy doing practice problems, feeling that her performance should be good relative to her previous grades, but still only an improvement.

However, to get into the advanced class, Song Lei felt that unless there was a significant opportunity and many others stumbled badly, she really shouldn’t get her hopes up.

If she couldn’t make it into the advanced class this time, no matter; there would be other chances.

Among studying, recuperating, and reveling, the day to return to school arrived. Everyone arrived punctually, having relaxed a bit these past days.

The homeroom teacher entered the classroom with a not-so-pleasant expression, prompting everyone to realize that the exam results must have not been very good at the sight of her long face.

The homeroom teacher was truly on the verge of fury, having worried previously about whether anyone would make it into the advanced class, and now, out of so many science-related classes, not a single student from hers had made it.

Not making it into the enrichment class was one thing, but someone’s grades had severely deteriorated, and yet she couldn’t blow up about it, everyone knew that person had taken the test while ill.

"I am not satisfied with this exam, not because no one made it into the enrichment class."

Song Lei, hearing this, knew no miracle had occurred, and the others were in a better state of mind. Those who got into the enrichment classes were like study machines, and once in, it was all intense competing.

Chiang Yi had high hopes for getting into the enrichment class, and now, knowing that not a single person from his class had made it, he was quite disappointed.

However, he soon breathed a sigh of relief—no one else getting in was a good thing, otherwise he would have definitely been the target of mockery.

"The exam wasn’t without its surprises." The class advisor was still quite happy, at least it wasn’t all bad news.

Surprises? Seeing the class advisor’s changing expression was truly astonishing to everyone present, wondering what the surprise could be.

"Our class’s Song Lei has made impressive progress this time, entering the top fifteen of our class and the top 150 of our grade."

"I know before you all said that Song Lei was just pretending to work hard, but her exam results prove that she has genuinely been putting in the effort."

"Instead of spending time talking about others, you’d be better off thinking about how to improve your own scores."

After finishing his speech, the class advisor started to hand out the report cards, beginning from the lowest rank and making comments on each.

While this was happening, Song Lei took out an ordinary workbook and started working through it. She didn’t have the generosity to share the materials her family had helped her collect.

They had mocked the original owner plenty before, and she certainly didn’t have such a forgiving nature.

Those around her saw Song Lei’s action, and while previously someone would have accused her of putting on an act, now no one mentioned a word.

With the teacher’s personal endorsement that she was studying hard, who would dare to gossip?

Her deskmate peeked at the workbook Song Lei was working on, a common one, and asked, "Song Lei, where are you planning to go for fun during the winter vacation?"

Previously, everyone followed Chiang Yi for fun, and now probably didn’t know where to go.

"I’m not going out to have fun, I’ll be taking extra lessons at home," Song Lei said indifferently.

"Extra lessons? Did you hire a tutor? Which tutoring center will you be attending?" That was to be expected; Song Lei’s grades had improved so quickly, she must have hired a tutor.

"One-to-one, the teacher comes to my house." Song Lei didn’t mention which teacher specifically.

Hearing that it was one-to-one tutoring, and the kind where the teacher comes to the house, the deskmate didn’t dare to inquire further.

That kind of tutoring was definitely not cheap, and the deskmate’s family wasn’t that well off; they certainly wouldn’t agree to such expensive private tuition.

After thinking for a bit, the deskmate asked, "Is it expensive?"

"My parents pay for it, I don’t worry about it." Song Lei certainly knew exactly how much it cost, but she didn’t want to say.

No one found it strange; it was normal for parents to pay for their children’s education.

"By the way, which tutor did you hire?" the student sitting in front asked, unable to resist. His family was reasonably well-off, and although his grades were better than Song Lei’s, who didn’t want to improve further?

The rest of the class perked up their ears too, eager to gain some information.

Song Lei casually mentioned the names of several tutors, leading to exclamations of shock from some, "Ah, Teacher Zhou is actually taking on one-to-one tutoring?"

"And it’s the kind where he comes to your house?" A student who was taking group tuition with Teacher Zhou exclaimed in disbelief.

"That must cost a fortune." He was in a group of four, and the price was already more expensive than a regular tutor for one-to-one, he couldn’t even fathom the cost of individual tutoring.

"I don’t know the specifics," Song Lei repeated, still keeping the details to herself.