Chapter 511: All Show-Offs
Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Tang Lin blushed under Rong Qi’s gaze. For the subject of international trade he taught to Cla.s.s 7, he deducted as many points as he could, picking at every little fault. After adding the regular and final exam scores and calculating their respective percentages, the highest score was only 79, with the lowest at 63, barely sc.r.a.ping by.
If it weren’t for the few small faults not caught during the term and the solid final exam scores underpinning them, the whole cla.s.s might well have failed.
Rong Qi displayed the paper for all to see and said, “Now, no one should accuse me of being unfair, right?”
Taught by the same instructor, Cla.s.s 7’s International Trade results were a sorry sight compared to Cla.s.s l’s. What made it even more ironic was that Cla.s.s 7’s exam results were nearly perfect, while only a few from Cla.s.s 1 came close to perfect. Even so, Cla.s.s 1 managed to rank highly thanks to other bonus points. It was quite intriguing indeed.
Tang Lin himself felt embarra.s.sed, thinking he had been too narrow-minded. Compared to Rong Qi, who had always been unbiased and fair in grading Cla.s.s l’s regular scores, his actions now seemed petty.
“It’s getting late, I should go to the cla.s.s meeting now. The parents should all be there by now,” said Tang Lin.
With flushed cheeks, Tang Lin took the report card and left. His departure had all the hallmarks of a hasty retreat.
“I should also go to the cla.s.s meeting now. You can announce the grade rankings on the campus network. I don’t want to wait for you,” said Rong Qi. She also left the office with the report cards for Cla.s.s 7.
The other instructors also dispersed to their respective cla.s.srooms to prepare for the cla.s.s meetings. Soon, the room was left with only a group of non-cla.s.s instructors, President Zhang, Qiu Yonggen, and Xing Han.
“Xing Han, you and Han Yi tally up the scores and then post them on the campus network,” President Zhang instructed.
“Sure, will do.” Xing Han responded. As he went off to tally the rankings, he couldn’t help but admire Rong Qi even more. The sheer turnaround for Cla.s.s 7 was something beyond his imagination.
Meanwhile, Han Yi felt as if a layer of dust had settled over his heart, not quite enthusiastic.
On the campus forum, discussions were already underway.
[All final exam grades are out. It will soon be revealed who won the bet between Cla.s.s 1 and Cla.s.s 7. If you haven’t placed your bet, don’t miss out on the chance before the results are announced!]
[I still believe in Cla.s.s 1. Cla.s.s 7 has hardly been seen studying; they can’t surpa.s.s Cla.s.s 1.]
[Me too. I’m also placing another bet on Cla.s.s 1.]
[Do you dare to believe that Cla.s.s 7 actually clamored to hand in their papers early during the final exams? They obviously didn’t take it seriously, I’m betting on Cla.s.s 1 too.]
Two tallied columns stood side by side, and bets on Cla.s.s 7 didn’t even reach a quarter of those on Cla.s.s 1. Only a small fraction of people placed their bets on Cla.s.s 7.
[Sorry, but I’m a bit rebellious; I’m betting on Cla.s.s 7.]
[I like to be different. My bet’s on Cla.s.s 7.]
[Cla.s.s 7’s Rong Qi is pretty good-looking, I’m swayed by her looks. Winning or losing isn’t important. I want to support the beauty. I’m betting on Cla.s.s 7.]
[Hmm… Cla.s.s 7 is pretty goofy, I’m quite earthy, and I like goofy, so I’m also betting on Cla.s.s 7.]
[Zhuang Ling mentioned Cla.s.s 7 before, I trust Zhuang Ling, and I’m also betting on Cla.s.s 7.]
[Get lost! Zhuang Ling is mine! I’m betting on Cla.s.s 7!]
[Pah! Zhuang Ling is mine! I’m claiming Cla.s.s 7!]
And just like that, Cla.s.s 7’s betting floor steadily climbed thanks to various bizarre reasons, quickly pulling back quite a bit, from one-fourth to one-third. The Cla.s.s 7 students watched the buzzing comments, their faces filled with confusion.
“Who is this Zhuang Ling? Some gallant knight’s name in the underworld?”
“No idea, as far as I know, no one in our cla.s.s uses that name.”
“Show-offs.. How did this even work? Did they forget about Han Ning?”