The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 31

Chapter 31: 029 slapped the face of the entire Elite Class

Editor: Henyee Translations

“…”

A sentence had silenced the classroom once again.

The students couldn’t help but glance over at the corner, and with that look, all thoughts of rebuttal were swallowed back down.

The girl sat there quietly, the sunlight tinting her brows and eyes a pale gold.

Without any deliberate embellishment, she was breathtakingly beautiful in an effortless way.

Could such beauty really belong to a human being?

To call it divine would be an understatement.

Ying Feifei was furious, “Do you dare to say that in front of Xiao Xuan?”

Classmates exchanged looks but stopped talking and began their morning reading.

There was only a five-minute break between the morning reading and the first class. Some students went to get water, others to the restroom.

Ying Zijin, leaning on her elbow, watched distractedly at her English Elective 8 textbook, her thoughts drifting to the time she spent in Country Y.

Back then, people spoke Middle English. Modern English had become quite simplified and was rather quick to learn.

As the five minutes elapsed, the bell for class rang; the first lesson was English.

The English teacher was a woman in her early forties, surnamed Deng.

She walked in on time with the bell, holding a stack of papers, “You all know your final exam scores by now, right? I’m going to distribute the papers.”

“The questions were difficult this time, but everyone did fairly well.”

The students all heaved a sigh of relief.

After all, the exams for Verdant Talented Class were so challenging that people across the net mourned for them.

English exams sometimes were even harder than the IELTS.

“Zhong Zhiwan, 123 points, first in the class,” Teacher Deng called out while distributing the papers, “…Lu Fang, 94 points, Ying Feifei…”

When she was left with the last paper in hand, she didn’t announce the score.

Teacher Deng pushed her glasses up, her voice kind, “Ying Zijin, come and get your paper.”

Ying Zijin nodded and stepped forward.

Lu Fang felt discontent, “Teacher Deng, our scores were all read out. Why not hers?”

He didn’t know that with Ying Zijin’s level of English, scoring thirty points was already her performing exceptionally well.

Teacher Deng smiled good-naturedly, “If Classmate Ying agrees, I can read it out.”

Instantly, Lu Fang looked at the girl arrogantly, “Ying Zijin, you wouldn’t mind letting everyone know your score, would you?”

Ying Zijin received her paper from Teacher Deng’s hand and walked back to her seat.

She completely ignored Lu Fang, not even sparing him a glance.

Lu Fang was fuming with rage.

Ying Feifei reveled in the misfortune, “Zhiwan, I saw it. She only got 25 points. It’s so embarrassing; no wonder she doesn’t want it known.”

Zhong Zhiwan didn’t respond, lost in thought, wondering about something.

“Alright, let’s start reviewing,” Teacher Deng picked up the chalk, “I will be calling on students to answer questions at any time. If you can’t answer…”

The classroom erupted in groans.

Even Zhong Zhiwan had scored only 123 points, indicating just how difficult the exam had been.

Ying Zijin glanced at her paper, pensive.

Hmm, it seemed that she indeed had been quite the poor student before she became fully awake.

Teacher Deng’s pace in class wasn’t fast, and she was considerate of students weak in English, but she wouldn’t tolerate anyone daydreaming during her lesson.

A piece of chalk flew across the room, “Lu Fang, explain question 64 from the reading comprehension section.”

Lu Fang glanced at the question and realized he had gotten it wrong.

And he couldn’t understand a single word of the options, feeling somewhat dumbfounded and breaking out in a cold sweat.

Seeing this, Ying Feifei spoke up loudly, “Teacher Deng, even Zhiwan didn’t get this question right. It must be hard, but I just saw Ying Zijin got it correct. She should be the one to explain.”

Zhong Zhiwan also raised his hand, smiling, “Teacher Deng, I, too, am curious about how Classmate Ying solved it. Could we ask Ying Zijin to explain?”

Once Zhong Zhiwan spoke, many in the class agreed.

“Yes, Teacher Deng.”