Chapter 778: Chapter 777: Senior Year Third Month Exam Results

This really is a huge misunderstanding.

Kang Hongbin still hadn’t snapped back to reality, looking at Lu Mian’s face and thinking about her perfunctory apology in Han Jin’s private room just now, and the fact that she had stood him up.

Fury was burning!

But whenever the name “Lu Mian” came up, he thought of her unbelievable score of full marks on each physics competition test.

So close, yet so far!

Kang Hongbin felt torn between elation and despair.

Xiao Jianli asked curiously, “What’s this about being angry or not? Principal Kang, didn’t you say you had no issues with our Mianmian? If there were any issues, it was your mistake. You can’t go back on your word now!”

Kang Hongbin: …

He managed his emotions and put on a very appropriate smile.

“Yes, indeed, what kind of conflict could I possibly have with student Lu Mian! It’s all just a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!”

Lu Mian smirked slightly.

Han Jin even deliberately followed up, “About that billboard… are you still going to hang it up for me and Lu Mian?”

“Cough!” Kang Hongbin coughed awkwardly. “Don’t talk nonsense; that was for celebrating Lu Mian’s college entrance exam!”

Xiao Jianli looked at the harmonious and affectionate scene, nodding with satisfaction.

“Principal Kang, if our Mianmian ends up going to your academy in the future, you have to take good care of her!”

“Of course, as long as Lu Mian applies to our college, it is my duty!”

The elders clinked their glasses and celebrated.

Lu Mian suddenly spoke up, very lucid and sober, “Who said I was going to the physics department?”

Xiao Jianli: “…”

Kang Hongbin: “…”

Han Jin: “…”

“If I were going to the physics department, wouldn’t it be easier for me to just directly apply for an exemption?” Lu Mian said calmly.

Xiao Jianli asked in bewilderment, “Mianmian, didn’t you want to apply to Qing University because of Qimo? He graduated from Qing University’s physics department!”

“…” Lu Mian opened her mouth slightly then, facing the hopeful gaze of the elderly, she just uttered a soft “oh,” too embarrassed to say that she was going to Qing University because of Sui Yuan.

Maybe… apply for dual majors?

—-

Meanwhile, Xiao Qimo sneezed out of the blue.

He turned back to the IEG software and received a private message from a team of lovers.

Team Three: “Team One, has the leader contacted you recently?”

Xiao Qimo replied with one lazy and aloof word: “No.”

Team Three: “That’s strange, I haven’t been able to contact the leader for nearly a week now, and I’m still waiting to have my punishment lifted.”

Xiao Qimo thought to himself that ever since the Yinye Island case ended, his senior brother had indeed not shown up and the mission panel hadn’t been updated much either. This hadn’t happened before.

After all, it was his own senior brother; Xiao Qimo still went ahead and called Yun Zhijuan privately.

Unexpectedly, there was no answer.

—-

After dining with Xiao Jianli, Lu Mian also brought up the investigation she was involved in when saying goodbye to Han Jin.

“Uncle Han, have you made any progress on your side?”

Hearing her bring it up voluntarily Han Jin frowned, clearly reluctant to say too much.

“I might, truly not be born to my parents,” Lu Mian said with pursed lips, her tone light. A dense fog that seemed impossible to disperse gathered in the depths of her eyes, a swirling mix of longing for familial affection and confusion about her own identity.

Han Jin paused for a moment, “How did you find out?”

Lu Mian then recounted Dr. Hua’s story, and Han Jin’s expression grew a bit more somber, his words carrying a depth of meaning.

“It’s actually him…”

“What?”

Han Jin snapped back to reality and waved his hand, “Nothing much, just feel it’s quite a coincidence. I’ve been looking into this matter, gave your eldest uncle and aunt some benefits, and only then did they spit out a bit of information.”

“They know?”

“Actually, they didn’t say much, just told me to check out Renxin Hospital in Jinjing,” Han Jin said, pressing on his temples, his head aching as he spoke.

Investigating these matters was not easy for him. He had run around a lot, putting in no small amount of effort.

Furthermore, with so many years having passed, Renxin Hospital had long since ceased to exist, and he was searching for a needle in the ocean, finding nothing.

Lu Mian slightly furrowed her brows, Renxin Hospital…

It seemed she had heard it somewhere.

After pondering for a moment, she suddenly remembered these were the words her little uncle taught her to negotiate with her eldest aunt’s family.

So, could her origins be related to Renxin Hospital?

Lu Mian silently noted this down and, after seeing off Han Jin, discreetly made a call to Yun Zhijuan.

Rarely, there was still no response.

Lu Mian dejectedly put away her phone, inevitably pulling out the squad commander for another round of virtual punishment.

Days without authority were really unbearable!

—-

The senior year had their last monthly exam, and the teachers were very efficient, quickly tallying up the results.

As emotionless exam machines of the senior year, most students’ grades were largely set, with fluctuations occurring but not too significantly.

However, ever since they had Lu Mian’s devilish course, the entire senior year’s teachers and students were unexpectedly looking forward to the results.

The senior year’s homeroom teachers had gathered early in the office, each holding their class’s report cards.

“Wow, the average score of our class has improved by twenty-five points!” exclaimed one of the homeroom teachers, covering their mouth in ecstasy.

What twenty-five points meant: a feat sometimes difficult to achieve even with teachers’ ultimate lifelong teaching skills, let alone increasing by ten or eight points.

“Our class has improved too! Is there any class that regressed?”

“Actually, no! Teacher Wan Lin, your class must be even more impressive!”

Wan Lin was the homeroom teacher of senior class one, holding the report card and basking in the glory, all smiles: “Not bad, just normal performance.”

He had unconsciously learned Ding Cai’s set of tactics.

Priding himself to death yet spouting humility that sounded like it was inviting a beating.

Usually, he had only been able to envy and be jealous of Ding Cai in the office, but now, basking in Lu Mian’s light, he could show off for once.

“Teacher Wan, how many in your class have surpassed the tier-one university line this time?”

Wan Lin humbly smiled, “Not many, just about ninety-five percent or so.”

The other homeroom teachers gasped; the key class was incredible–sixty students, and fifty-seven had scores exceeding the tier-one university line.

That ratio…

“Well, Jiang Yingyue in your class, she’s got to be the top scorer for the college entrance exam, right? Let me congratulate you in advance, Teacher Wan!”

Wan Lin looked down at the report card in his hand and just smiled without saying anything.

He bade farewell to the group of teachers and headed back to class one.

It was just about time for school to end, and Wan Lin immediately had everyone stop self-study to start discussing the results of this monthly exam.

Usually, everyone hated the part where grades were announced, but this time they were unexpectedly excited and anticipatory.

No sooner had Wan Lin walked in than many students started to chase him with questions.

“Teacher, how did it go?”

“Tell us first, how many students have improved their scores?”

Wan Lin walked from the back door to the front, beaming.

“Alright, let me start then. This time our class did very well. I’ve tallied it up, and a total of fifty-five students have improved since the last monthly exam!”

“Wow!”