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Chapter 10 This isn't an exam, it's a game.
"This isn't an exam, it's playing around."
The classroom of Class 7 was exceptionally quiet during evening self-study.
At this time of day, Li Hao would usually sit in the front row, occasionally glancing back at the back row with the superiority complex that comes with being the top student in the grade.
Su Qingwan sat next to him, occasionally handing him a mint; a tacit understanding between the two of them, a kind of power-hungry couple, permeated their relationship.
Today, Li Hao's seat is empty.
Su Qingwan sat alone. An English reading comprehension book was open in front of her, but her eyes were not focused on any of the text.
Her phone vibrated in the drawer.
Class group chat.
Someone posted a screenshot.
The screenshot is from a group chat log of Class 2 next door. The content is a message forwarded by the math representative of Class 2:
"Our math teacher said that Lin Yu used a method called vector cross product to determine the direction of the Lorentz force on the physics problem on his science comprehensive exam answer sheet. He only learned this method when he was in graduate school. For a high school senior to use this method to solve a high school physics problem is like driving a tank to crush ants."
Su Qingwan turned her phone over. Screen down.
"What are you discussing?"
Baldy Wang appeared at the classroom door.
The whole class fell silent instantly.
Wang the Bald's expression was complicated. His gaze swept around the classroom, finally landing on Lin Yu's seat in the back row.
Lin Yu lay slumped on the table. It was unclear whether he was asleep or resting with his eyes closed.
Baldy Wang opened his mouth, then closed it again.
He walked to the front of the classroom and put down his lesson plan.
"I have a few things to announce regarding the results of this monthly exam."
Wang the Bald cleared his throat. As he spoke, he deliberately avoided looking in Lin Yu's direction.
"First, the results of the joint entrance examination of ten schools have all been reviewed. Lin Yu's science comprehensive score of 278 has been confirmed."
A faint buzzing sound filled the classroom.
"second."
Wang the Bald raised his voice by half an octave, lowering the noise, "Regarding the previous agreement between Lin Yu and Li Hao... the grades speak for themselves. I don't want any students engaging in this kind of pointless gambling on campus. This matter ends here; don't spread it any further."
He replaced the bet with an agreement.
The phrase "That's it" was used to replace "Li Hao lost".
But everyone understood.
Baldy Wang opened his lesson plan and began to review the test papers. His voice regained its usual authority, but his speaking speed was 15 percent faster than usual.
Lin Yu opened his eyes in the back row.
He wasn't listening to the lesson. He was looking out the window. Autumn sycamore leaves were whipped up by the wind, tumbling a few times on the playground before sticking to the wire mesh.
On the table were the two English journals that Xia Zijing had lent him. He had already finished reading them.
The ten-school joint exam is just a small test at the monthly level. The real battleground is the provincial joint exam next semester. But before that, there is one more thing to deal with.
He opened the drawer and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from the very bottom.
Above is the catalog number of the physics practice test papers for the municipal teaching and research group that Xia Zijin left for him.
He said he didn't need it. But Xia Zijin gave it to him anyway.
On the back of the note, Xia Zijing wrote a line of small characters in her extremely neat printed handwriting:
"The answer to question 11 is B. Accuracy ±0. How did you predict Li Hao's combined science score?"
Lin Yu took a pen and wrote a line on the back of the note, folded it, and stuffed it into page thirty-seven of the English journal.
After class, he placed the journal on Xia Zijing's desk.
Xia Zijin opened a journal during evening self-study. A note slid out from page thirty-seven.
She unfolded.
Lin Yu's handwriting was messy yet sharp, consisting of only one line:
「他的知识结构有三个盲区。天体力学的二阶修正、有机化学的立体异构判断、以及电磁感应的非匀变速切割模型。这三个盲区对应的失分概率分别是85%、90%和70%。加权之后，他的得分期望值是276.8。四捨五入，277。」
Xia Zijin stared at the line of text for five seconds.
She folded the note again and put it in her school uniform pocket.
Then I took out a blank sheet of scratch paper and started working on the science exam.
There was an extremely subtle change in the curve of her lips.
If Lin Yu were present, he would have precisely quantified this arc as an upward tilt of 0.3 millimeters.
But he wasn't there.
He was on the rooftop.
The iron gate to the rooftop was unlocked. Lin Yu pushed the door open, and a gust of cold wind rushed in.
From the rooftop of Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School, you can see half of the city's night view. The commercial district in the distance is densely lit, while the windows of the nearby residential buildings emit a warm yellow glow.
Lin Yu leaned against the railing, his phone screen lit up.
There is an unread message on the screen.
Sender: Su Qingwan.
Content: "Lin Yu, can we talk?"
Sent 20 minutes ago.
Lin Yu looked at it for two seconds.
Slide your finger.
delete.
He put his phone back in his pocket and looked up at the starry sky, dimmed by the city's light pollution.
A set of data came to mind—a prediction model for the school's overall ranking in the next monthly exam.
If he wanted to be number one in the whole school, it would be too easy.
If he wants to get first place in the province, it won't be difficult.
But that would be too boring.
He needs a more interesting way to play.
He could make everyone realize that scores were never a measure of intelligence—but rather a numerical toy that he manipulated at will.
The door to the rooftop made a sound behind me.
Lin Yu did not turn around.
"Teacher Wang asked me to come find you."
Xia Zijing's voice came from the doorway, "If you say you're not in the classroom, you'll get discipline points deducted during evening self-study."
"Um."
"Aren't you going back?"
"immediately."
Xia Zijin did not leave.
She stood at the door and glanced at Lin Yu's back.
The autumn wind made his school uniform flutter. His 1.85-meter frame was silhouetted against the city's nightscape, his back straight.
"Lin Yu."
"explain."
"What number are you planning to control for the next monthly exam?"
Lin Yu turned around.
The city lights shone from behind him, casting shadows over his face. Only his eyes shone unnaturally in the darkness.
What numbers do you want to see?
Xia Zijin pushed up her glasses.
"I have no preference. I'm just collecting data."
Lin Yu scoffed. It was a very short, barely audible sound of air.
"Let's go. It's your fault for losing discipline points."
He walked past Xia Zijin.
The two were very close. Xia Zijing could smell a very faint scent of laundry detergent on him.
She followed Lin Yu down the stairs.
The motion-activated lights in the stairwell turned on one after another, and then turned off one after another.
"Li Hao probably won't be coming to class tomorrow."
Xia Zijin suddenly said.
Why?
"I overheard the grade leader on the phone. Li Hao's parents are asking him to transfer to the experimental class at the provincial capital's No. 1 High School."
Lin Yu paused for a moment.
The No. 1 High School in the provincial capital.
That was one of the top three super high schools in the province, bringing together the province's best competition students and top candidates for the college entrance examination.