"Oh, right. Lin Feng just ntioned you two made so kind of bet. What was that all about?" Chen Yushu asked curiously.
Cao Ying didn’t think Lin Feng could possibly win the bet, so she hadn’t ntioned it to anyone. But now that Chen Yushu had asked, she felt she couldn’t avoid the question.
"It’s just a target I set for Lin Feng for this monthly exam. Heh, I’ve seen many teachers do the sa," Cao Ying said after a mont’s hesitation.
"Yeah, corporal punishnt isn’t allowed anymore, so we can only use softer thods. For the students I’m responsible for, I’ve also set targets for this monthly exam. If they exceed their targets, I’ll take them on a trip. If they don’t, they’ll each have to contribute an extra 200 yuan to the class fund. They’ve prepared very thoroughly this ti, so I’m confident they’ll achieve good results," Chen Yushu said confidently. "By the way, what goal did you set for that Lin Feng? Heh, I’m rather curious. With a student like him, there probably isn’t much room for improvent, right? After all, it’s already senior year. Even if he decided to turn over a new leaf, there wouldn’t be enough ti."
"I didn’t set a goal for his total score..." Cao Ying trailed off, feeling sowhat embarrassed. How can I explain the bet I made with Lin Feng? His English score, from twenty or thirty points up to 120... If I say that out loud, it’ll sound like I’m trying to ruin Lin Feng’s image, and I’m not that kind of person.
"Then what score did you set for him this ti?" Won are naturally curious, and Chen Yushu was a pri example.
"Um... 120 points." Under Chen Yushu’s persistent questioning, Cao Ying had no choice but to tell the truth.
"One hundred and twenty points?! HAHAHA... You two... you can’t be serious, right? Improving by 85 points in a single monthly exam? How is that even possible! If Lin Feng had just perford unusually poorly on the last exam, that would be one thing. But the crucial point is, 35 points accurately reflects his actual English level. Besides, Lin Feng isn’t a motivated student. If he managed to score 120 under these circumstances, well... that would be worthy of a Guinness World Record!"
As Chen Yushu spoke, she laughed so hard she was practically doubled over. "Little Cao, you can’t treat bets like a ga. When I make bets with students, I always have them write a formal pledge, black and white, so they can’t go back on their word later."
"I... I also had Lin Feng write a pledge," Cao Ying said.
"Really? Haha, well then, that settles it! What happens if he loses?"
"He has to clean the classroom for a month."
"Hmm, that punishnt is too light. Next ti, you should make him clean for at least three months! Heh, he’s bound to lose this kind of bet. Sigh, why don’t I ever get students like that? He’s just too much of an oddball! Academics are a combination of diligence and talent. Lin Feng has neither the talent for studying nor the diligence. If he manages to pass English, it’ll be a miracle of epic proportions!"
Chen Yushu’s words made Cao Ying reflect. Will this bet completely destroy Lin Feng’s confidence in his studies?
The school and the head teacher had assigned Cao Ying a total of four students to ntor. Besides Lin Feng, there were his good friend Yang Tao, the class beauty Tang Rou, and the class monitor Su Zi. The other three all had target scores above the minimum for top-tier universities. Lin Feng, however, was still a long way from even qualifying for a third-tier university. Comparing him to the others, Cao Ying suddenly felt that her task was arduous and the road ahead long.
anwhile, Lin Feng wasn’t too concerned about all that. He continued to follow his plan, cultivating his Martial Arts. Of course, he was also putting his utmost effort into his studies.
Although it had been a long ti since he left high school, the core knowledge hadn’t changed much. When Lin Feng read his textbooks, he could recall learning those concepts during his original high school days. Therefore, studying didn’t feel overly strenuous for him, which was why he dared to sleep in class.
Heh, this monthly exam, I’m going to shock everyone who looks down on , Lin Feng resolved inwardly. But I can’t stand out too much; that would attract unwanted attention.
As a forr special forces operative, Lin Feng had a habit of keeping a low profile. He had once infiltrated the inner circle of a major drug lord while undercover. He was accustod to being discreet, knowing that the more he acted or spoke, the more likely he was to attract attention and reveal a flaw. Such a mistake would inevitably cost him his life.
Therefore, back on campus, Lin Feng wanted to continue maintaining a low profile. He certainly didn’t want anyone to realize he was a reincarnator.
At night, sitting cross-legged on his bed, Lin Feng began to practice breathing exercises. He was already fundantally familiar with fist styles like Hung Fist and Wing Chun. What he needed to do now was to perceive his own body through its ridians, calm his mind, and cultivate an imposing aura—the sa kind of awe-inspiring, fearso presence he once possessed.
Once his ridians were clear, Lin Feng would focus on consolidating his Inner Strength, truly converting it into power. If he succeeded, he would achieve a breakthrough to the second level of Inner Strength.
Reaching the second level of Inner Strength would bring a qualitative leap in power. Punching a hole through a wall with a single fist would be no problem at all. However, it seed Lin Feng was still so way off from reaching the second level of Inner Strength.
Damn, top students really are sothing else! These notes are incredibly detailed!
After finishing his cultivation, Lin Feng took out the English notebook Tang Rou had lent him. He was startled the mont he opened it. The notebook was filled with elegant English and Chinese handwriting, example problems, study thods, summaries, and personal insights. It was comprehensive and detailed, covering everything imaginable—truly the ultimate study notebook.
With only one day left before the monthly exam, Lin Feng didn’t dare to be complacent and began to review ticulously. After all, he had bets with both Cao Ying and Tang Rou. Losing wasn’t terrifying, but losing disastrously would an he’d have no face left to show these two beauties.
"Lin Feng, you can do it! Don’t forget our bet! ^_^"
Turning to a certain page in the notebook, Lin Feng spotted a red sticky note. On it was an encouraging ssage from Tang Rou. A warmth spread through his heart, and a smile touched his lips as Tang Rou’s gentle, serene, and beautiful face instantly ca to mind.
The weekend finally arrived, and it was ti for the monthly exam.
The school arranged exam rooms and seating based on academic performance, so Lin Feng was, without a doubt, assigned to the very last exam room.
Fortunately, he wasn’t the very last person in the last exam room, because a few students had been absent from the previous monthly exam.
The first exam was Language Arts, followed by Mathematics, English, and Comprehensive Liberal Arts...
Lin Feng’s pen flew across the paper as if divinely guided. Except for Language Arts and Mathematics, he finished all his exams in under an hour. For English, in particular, he was done in just forty minutes, after which he promptly laid his head on the desk and went to sleep. The invigilator watched him and shook his head, thinking, A poor student is a poor student. If they can’t do the questions, all they can do is sleep...
Cao Ying had originally asked the invigilator to keep a close watch on Lin Feng. Now, however, it seed unnecessary, as Lin Feng himself appeared to have already surrendered.
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