A CERTAIN SOMEONE ( THE ON1Y ONE )

Chapter 022 - Old Man Ding

Young Master Sheng Wang’s Mental State Collapsed On The Spot.

The world of secondary education was very simple, as long as one was slightly outstanding in certain areas, they could become one of the popular kids, well known throughout the school. Those with good grades could make it there, those with good looks could certainly too. Jiang Tian perfectly occupied both conditions, his name becoming much more mystical as a result.
From the moment the boy who delivered the notebook spoke till the moment the test officially started, the people around were in a state of both curious and yet afraid to gossip, like a mosquito with its wings pinched together, only daring to move the mouth and not make a single sound.

Sheng Wang thought it was kind of funny.

To think back then I was also quite the popular one, at least there wouldn't be any idiots around who would say ‘this score is pretty bad’ right in front of me, Sheng Wang said internally.
Soon enough though, he felt that whatever, constantly reminiscing about the past was no fun.

He had always felt that he had a heart and lungs of iron, he would just show a paper with only 60-70 marks to other people, and he could even make a joke out of it. Everyone gets a little kick out of it, and the issue would be considered over.
Only till this moment, when the people who couldn’t keep their mouths to themselves bury themselves into the test with distress, and the school bell gradually stopping its final sound, with him sitting in the classroom and listening to the cacophony of the cicadas outside, he suddenly realised albeit late—
This feeling of dropping from the clouds to the mud, he really did not like it at all.
Nobody would ever like it.

There was a tiny piece of paper pasted at the left corner of every table, with the name, class, exam registration number and the seat number written on top. The invigilator quietly walked off the teaching platform, a form in his hands, and approached the students to get them to sign it individually.
He soon approached Sheng Wang. After double checking against the information, he pressed the form against his desk, and whispered, “Sign here.”

279 was his seat number this time. Fuzhong’s niche was in the sciences. In year two, other than Class AB, the top 7 were all science classes. His ranking this time wasn’t really desirable. Sheng Wang clicked his pen, and signed his name after that number.

He should set himself a small target, like…...jumping 100 places from 279.

The first test, mathematics, went on from 7am to 9.30am, afterwards they had a half an hour of break to adjust. The second subject, physics, went from 10am to 11.40am.
After these two papers, the person basically perished.
The moment the bell rang, a huge wave of living dead poured out from the classrooms.

Gao Tianyang was only a class away from Sheng Wang, the moment he handed in his script he waited outside Class 5, in the corridor.
Sheng Wang’s face was full of astonishment as he held his bag, “You seriously didn’t go straight for the canteen?”
“We don’t need to fight for the canteen food for today, did you forget?” Gao Tianyang realised the moment he spoke, “Oh, yeah right, you didn’t know. Our school has a rule, for days with weeklies, the canteen will open up for meals two times, there’s no need to fight at all. I reckon they are scared that when students need to compete with their physical capabilities after going through the beatings of the tests, they would lose it. What if they go leaping down from the observatory, that would have a bad effect.”

“Besides, there’s not going to be many people eating at the canteen today,” Gao Tianyang gestured with his head towards the classroom, “there, look, there’s a bunch of them staying here.”
There were indeed people who remained behind, a rough count showed that there's 10+ of them. People were not allowed to eat cooked meals with aromas, they all dug out from their bags biscuits, breads, and ham sausage.