The combined science score is 201, averaging 70 per subject.
If it's in the Olympic class, it's just average, but in the parallel class, it's outstanding. Just talking about combined science, it's at least in the top ten or even top five.
Six subjects, five of them are on thin ice.
A keen person took the scores of the five subjects, added them up, and made a ranking. Surprisingly, a name that had never appeared before is now in the top five.
Jiang Nian, 432 points, ranked second.
In front of him is that biased god of war, Wang Jie, with 210 in combined science, 87 in Chinese, and 140 in math, totaling 437.
Zhou Yuting ranked third, with an overall balanced performance. Combined science was a bit exceptional at 200, 90 in Chinese as usual, 110 in math, totaling four hundred points.
This is the norm for the science parallel class, with an unstable foundation and serious bias.
In the afternoon, Jiang Nian applied medicine to Xu Qianqian.
Song Xiyun squatted on one side, watching with giggles, a shy smile on her face. When Jiang Nian was rubbing for a while, Song Xiyun giggled like a mouse.
"I say, girl, are you in heat?" He couldn't stand it anymore.
"Hmph, Qianqian, look at him, speaking so carelessly." Song Xiyun leaned on Xu Qianqian, acting coquettishly, as if saying "My lady, you must stand up for your servant."
"He's always like that, just don't provoke him."
"Hmm? I got it, untouchable."
Xu Qianqian couldn't hold it in and pinched Song Xiyun with annoyance.
"What are you talking about!"
"Hehe." Song Xiyun watched with great interest, then turned to ask Jiang Nian, "And you say it's not untouchable, you're even applying medicine, I've only seen this kind of scene in romance dramas."
"Watch fewer dramas, you're beyond saving." Jiang Nian said with deadpan eyes.
"Jiang Nian, do you like Qianqian?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian's actions paused, and Xu Qianqian's cheeks suddenly flushed imperceptibly.
"Yunyun!"
"Why are you asking that." Jiang Nian asked.
"Because usually, only couples do this, or else why would you?" Song Xiyun giggled, she just wanted to see the excitement, the more she looked, the more sparkly it felt.
"Oh, because she calls me dad, you call me dad, if you sprained your foot, I'd massage it for you too." Jiang Nian said nonchalantly.
Xu Qianqian was fed up with the two of them, just about to stop them when suddenly a crisp voice sounded.
"Daddy."
The air froze at that moment, and Jiang Nian and Xu Qianqian simultaneously turned to look at Song Xiyun.
Song Xiyun blinked her eyes, looking shyly at the two.
"I just...wanted to liven up the atmosphere."
Damn! The atmosphere just got even weirder, okay!
After applying the medicine, Jiang Nian left, leaving Xu Qianqian seriously explaining to Song Xiyun, like how there's no special relationship, it's just a math transaction.
Song Xiyun: "(๑><๑) Tell me more, I love hearing it."
Evening self-study.
The incomplete total score ranking circulated in the class, and as all the classmates saw Jiang Nian ranked second, they couldn't help but be astonished, and an inevitable thought arose in their hearts.
"Could it be cheating?"
"We haven't seen him for a summer, maybe he took tutoring classes, or self-studied at home."
"That's possible; my friend's class was the same. Originally, people with average grades last semester came back after the summer, and as soon as they got to the third year, their grades spiked."
"How intense!"
"I've got some insider news, I heard Jiang Nian was provoked over the summer...."
"I love hearing this gossip, tell me more."
Zhou Yuting, listening from afar to the discussions around, frowned deeper. She glanced in Jiang Nian's direction, wondering if Jiang Nian had really been provoked by her?
Now the English scores aren't out yet, and there's basically only one spot for class promotion in the parallel class.
Currently, the first place, Wang Jie's English score can be described as a mess, scoring over 60 would be considered a miracle for him. Once the English score is out, his total score would definitely not exceed 500.
As for myself, with four hundred points, scoring one hundred and thirty in English would hit that threshold.
As for Jiang Nian, his English scores have always hovered around sixty to seventy. Unless he scores a hundred, there's no way he can compete with me, but that's impossible.
Jiang Nian seemed a bit absent-minded, correcting wrong answers while yawning.
The task was complete, and there were now seven thousand in the card.
For a high school student, what does seven thousand mean? It's like an avid player suddenly finding 300,000 Gold Coins in their mailbox upon waking up.
Really wish to go back and slap that money on the faces of those idiots, but kind of reluctant to do so.
While letting his mind wander, a "ding" sounded in his brain.
[The thirty-eight-year-old you, in preparation for a date, decided to change your image in advance and made up your mind to lose weight. Task: Acquire a gym membership and purchase at least thirty lessons.
Reward: Twenty thousand RMB.]
Looking at the task panel, Jiang Nian thought to himself, his future self is really troublesome. Losing weight and has to go to the gym, why not just run in a park or something?
Some people are harsh to the point they scold themselves.
Luckily, the task only required signing up for a gym and buying lessons, not requiring how much weight to lose or attending class. After all, already at a perfect weight, how to lose more, especially since classes were daily, where's the time to go out?
Otherwise, Jiang Nian estimated he'd be tortured badly.
Jiang Nian had already decided, sneaking out during evening self-study to ask around where there's a gym.
Asking for leave wasn't an issue, anyway, he was to be promoted. English scores couldn't be less than a hundred and thirty, if five hundred and sixty can't be met, damn, then none should be promoted! Destruction!
In the office, the homeroom teacher stared at Jiang Nian up and down and adjusted his glasses.
"Sick leave request?"
"Meh." Jiang Nian had a weak appearance.
The homeroom teacher's eyelids twitched as he usually turned a blind eye to students pulling a sick leave. Especially for good students, Jiang Nian took this exam....
He pulled over the score sheet to take a look, 432? Not even including the English score.
The homeroom teacher pondered Jiang Nian's English scores from last semester, um... too ordinary, no real impression.
"Jiang Nian, you did well this time; spent a lot of effort over the summer?"
"Yeah, read a bit." Jiang Nian scratched his head while pretending to be feeble, trying to slyly hint at something, "Pulled all-nighters studying, my stomach...sigh, left a lasting pain."
"Oh, then you must take care of your health." The homeroom teacher dismissed his act, shaking the papers, "How were you in English last semester?"
"About sixty to seventy." Jiang Nian seemed anxious.
"And this time? How much do you expect?"
"Um, over a hundred." Jiang Nian gave a conservative number.
"Hmm?" The homeroom teacher's hands trembled, and when mentally adding the scores, he suddenly realized something, his tone became bleak, "Sigh....."
"What did you say?"
"Ah, nothing, you did well." The homeroom teacher forced a smile, losing interest in further questions, "Bring the leave slip, be safe."
....
On the third floor, in a certain Olympic class.
Xu Qianqian watched as Song Xiyun returned with red eyes, a worried expression naturally appearing on her face.
"What happened?"
"My mom told me to wait for her after school, she's taking me for a late-night snack." Song Xiyun said, "I kept asking, and she finally said she's planning to quit the gym job."