CHAPTER 499: CHAPTER 412: FISHING IS ON

Li Qingrong noticed the strange looks around her and couldn’t help but turn to her side.

She saw Jiang Nian holding a test paper and a pen, starting to do questions as if nobody was watching.

She didn’t find it odd; in fact, she thought it was quite normal. After all, the competition hadn’t started yet, and they were just wasting time.

"Tch, what’s all this pretending for?"

Someone spoke out, unable to bear it any longer.

"Working so hard, are you from the advanced class? Even if it’s the Olympic competition, hard work alone doesn’t cut it."

"Fake effort, just moving yourself. Only rehearsing what you can do, memorizing what won’t be tested; scores will never improve."

"Indeed, there is a thing called talent in learning."

"No way, isn’t he too embarrassing? Even if I scored 600, I wouldn’t dare write a test paper in public."

Suddenly, a boy walked up to Jiang Nian. He glanced at Li Qingrong first and then patted Jiang Nian’s shoulder.

"Buddy, I used to be just like you."

Jiang Nian looked up, confused. He glanced at the class president nearby and thought to himself that there were actually fools who didn’t recognize Li Qingrong.

Then he figured, Li Qingrong was from the fourth floor after all. She rarely gave speeches under the national flag, so it wasn’t surprising that many didn’t know her.

Anyway, at least the "fishing" was successful.

It’s torture not to show off for a day in senior year. Dude’s like---!! (tactical lean-back)

"Really?"

"Yeah, I used to study like this too." The boy sighed, "But I never added understanding, and my scores remained stagnant."

Jiang Nian scratched his face and curiously asked.

"You’re stuck at 616 points too?"

"Six hundred and one..." The boy heard the precise number 616 and was suddenly dumbfounded, "I..."

Halfway through his words, he couldn’t continue.

He was from the liberal arts Olympic class and just came because Li Qingrong was excessively beautiful and he couldn’t stand Jiang Nian being an attention seeker.

In some extreme cases, the same scores in the college entrance exam for liberal arts and sciences could mean one attends a top university and the other a vocational college.

If a science student scored 616, they’d surely attend a prestigious university.

The few people who saw someone approach either felt awkward for Jiang Nian or were snickering, ready for entertainment.

Unexpectedly, the awkward scene for Jiang Nian never happened.

Instead, the boy was suddenly stupefied, then his face slowly reddened, and finally, he left, completely embarrassed.

And Jiang Nian continued writing his test paper.

Li Qingrong was curious and glanced again at Jiang Nian. Although she couldn’t understand it, she always got the feeling that Jiang Nian was doing it on purpose.

A little... cute.

Jiang Nian stood there, head down writing the test paper, while trying hard to hold back laughter.

Dang, the "fishing" skill is really entertaining.

Once activated, it always hooks some bizarre stuff. Whatever it is, it’s never a blank catch.

Unfortunately, fishing isn’t a strong conceptual skill, and it doesn’t seem to work much on non-fish creatures, leaving no bites for a while.

Jiang Nian guessed that after startling one "fish," the surrounding "school" couldn’t grasp his intentions.

Or maybe they figured something out and chose to stay away.

Shortly, just as Jiang Nian was about to turn off the fishing skill and focus on finishing the test paper question,

suddenly, the leading teacher, Old Liu, approached.

"Yo, working hard Jiang Nian? No wonder you improved 200 points in three months; if you aren’t the Motivational Star, who is?"

That’s quite a compliment.

The fishing skill is terrifyingly effective!

Upon hearing this, the surrounding "fish school" dispersed instantly.

"Dang, improved by 200 points?"

"Improving by 200 points means even starting from 300 would make over 500 points; is 300 even achievable?"

"Motivational Star... stop fantasizing already; there’s a 500-point threshold."

"Damned cunning, casting for fish here!"

The "fish school" was startled by Old Liu and fled in all directions.

Jiang Nian couldn’t help but sigh and just turned off the "fishing"—it hardly affected those around him.

Old Liu’s antics were still a bit unfamiliar.

Oh well, at least Old Liu gave the card.

"You all from our class participating this time, give it your best shot," Old Liu suddenly felt the flattery couldn’t be sustained and was a bit puzzled.

Clearly when he just entered the room and saw Jiang Nian standing with his Qingbei seed candidate, his face was dark as if he lost money.

Yet upon getting close, why did he start praising Jiang Nian?

Strange!

"Alright, I shouldn’t be surprised if I can snag a championship." Jiang Nian said while looking around stealthily, finding no one paying attention.

Sigh, not utilizing fishing really does make a difference.

"Champion is great, but don’t force it." Old Liu patted his shoulder, "Last time you said you wanted the card or the thermos, right?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian immediately smiled.

The competition rules stated that if a student won the championship.

Correspondingly, the leading teacher also got a prize; though it wasn’t cash, there were thermos flasks and meal cards and heaps of things.

Even amounts for champion, runner-up, and third place, below that were none.

Despite Old Liu having many flaws, after all this time, he still remembered the perks he once promised, he was indeed a good teacher!

Loyalty!

Old Liu never held back, he genuinely shared good perks!

"The meal card, teacher." Jiang Nian grinned from ear to ear, truly having been poor, and surely wanting the perks.

"Alright, win and come to me." Old Liu nodded.

"Don’t worry." Jiang Nian straightened his chest immediately, "Throwing three arrows a second isn’t my limit, just afraid the teacher can’t clearly see my attitude!"

Written in capital letters: Loyalty! High-raising Old Liu’s flag.

Li Qingrong didn’t react throughout and simply pondered quietly, how she last tossed the arrows into the pot?

Shortly after, sign-in concluded.

A group of people took turns to go to the stage according to class; this was once again applauding Zhenan Middle School’s main principle, still prioritizing grades.

"Who’s first?"

"Seems like it’s starting from zero class; see how those academic elites do."

"Ridiculous, someone just didn’t hit any."

"Maybe it was nerves; still, academic elites don’t have much time for this, just a slack means good enough."

Overhead were dense fluorescent tubes, making the activity room as bright as daylight.

Jiang Nian was in the male group, test paper in hand. He turned to look in the direction of the girls, wondering how things were there for Li Qingrong.

His turn was approaching, so Jiang Nian glanced down at the test paper.

"Do I need to calculate this by hand?"

The students before and behind Jiang Nian fell silent.

Such damn pretending?

The boy behind him couldn’t stand it; his mocking face was about to twist into stiffness, and couldn’t help but remind him.

"Buddy, stop looking at the test paper. It’s your turn soon."

"Oh, thanks." Jiang Nian woke up as if from a dream, turning and saying, "Bro, you’re really a good person."

The boy inexplicably granted a good person card: "...."

"The place to write the test should be in the classroom, after the competition you can go back and write slowly, really don’t do it in such a place...."

The boy hadn’t finished speaking when the referee teacher glanced at the name list, looking toward Jiang Nian.

"Next, Olympic Class 3 - Jiang Nian."

"Here."

"Alright, you’re Jiang Nian, huh?" The teacher checked once, "Okay, you’re up, throw ten arrows."

The boy: "...."

Damn it, a big idiot from the science Olympic class.

Doing well doesn’t mean anything, but not showing off much here. It’s not an exam hall, don’t act like such a big deal.

Show off the hell!

Plenty thought the same, staring at Jiang Nian for several minutes.

Right now, their gaze couldn’t help but follow.

Jiang Nian’s hand trembled, and several arrows soared like meteors. One after another, they cut a fine arc in the air.

Accompanied by crisp sounds, all hit!

The crowd was directly dumbfounded, and the small corner became silent.

Jiang Nian clapped his hands and pulled out the test paper again.

"How do I solve this question?"