182: Sleep god or study god?

Although Xu Le also saw Fang Mu, Xu Bai had already given him a heads-up this morning, telling him not to speak if he saw someone familiar, but to pretend he didn't see them.

So Xu Le lowered his head, pretending not to see.

At such a young age, when he couldn't even control his bladder, he learned to control his expressions...

After receiving the test paper, Fang Mu quickly scanned it to assess its difficulty.

This test was harder than expected; he hoped the other two would also do well so they could all be in the same class...

Ji Jingping opened his eyes and looked around in confusion.

Everyone was gone.

They must have all gone to the assembly.

He checked the time; it had been over an hour since the assembly time.

Since he was already this late, being a little later wouldn't matter.

He still unhurriedly got out of bed to wash up, then leisurely strolled towards the assembly point...

Wei Changyu looked at the person who arrived late, checking the time.

"Student, the exam ends in half an hour. There's no way you can finish the paper in that time. How about you just walk around nearby? Anyway, whether you take the exam or not, your score will probably be the same."

"Can I still take the exam now?"

Ji Jingping did not accept the teacher's suggestion but instead asked about the exam rules.

"Yes, as long as the exam hasn't ended, you can go take it. Are you still planning to take the exam now? If so, look behind you to find your exam class and student ID number."

Hearing the teacher say he could, Ji Jingping looked up, quickly finding his exam class and student ID number.

Immediately after, he left a sentence and walked directly towards his examination room.

"There's enough time."

Wei Changyu watched the student's back as he walked upstairs, muttering to himself.

"This student is quite arrogant. I wonder how his actual score will be. If he doesn't do well on this week's exam, I wonder if his face will hurt then."

Commonly known as 'being slapped in the face.'

However, it's very good for students to have this confidence; it's better than those who give up and don't even dare to take the exam.

There were relatively few late-comers like Ji Jingping; most accepted his suggestion and simply gave up on the exam.

And the few who did go to the exam were not confident in themselves but went with the idea of getting at least some points...

Meanwhile, in another examination room, Ji Jingping found his seat and sat down.

He didn't scan the entire paper or assess the difficulty of each question before answering; instead, he picked up his pen and started working from beginning to end.

He worked at an incredibly fast pace, making people wonder if he was just writing randomly.

Unfortunately, after he turned the page, his answering speed was still incredibly fast, and the latter part consisted of short-answer questions; even if he were writing randomly, he'd still need something to write.

At this point, some students suspected he was copying someone else's paper.

Xu Bai also walked around him twice, looking puzzled.

But unfortunately, he found no evidence of plagiarism.

Perhaps this student was simply very good.

5:56 PM

5:57 PM

5:58 PM

Ji Jingping put down his pen, closed his eyes in his seat, emptied his mind, and waited to turn in his paper.

Those in the same examination room heard a slight murmur.

They were all praising his answering speed; even though he arrived so late, he actually managed to turn in his paper on time.

Of course, a few people in the class knew him and were not surprised by this.

Those who didn't know him thought he was showing off and wondered about his score.

Xu Bai immediately stopped their chatter; the exam wasn't over yet, so they couldn't talk freely.

However, this person left a deep impression on Xu Bai's mind.

Ji Jingping.

He wondered which academy he was from.

He wondered if he could poach him for his research institute.

Others took two hours to do the questions, but he finished in less than half an hour. When Xu Bai was wandering nearby, he noticed that most of the answers were correct.

Indeed, there are still some differences between smart people, and this student was at the pinnacle of smart people.

He wondered which teacher he would choose for the elective courses this afternoon. Xu Bai was considering whether he should campaign for himself.

However, he reconsidered and gave up; what one wants to learn should depend on the student's interest, as only with interest can one learn well.

What if he wasn't interested in his research? Then his efforts would be in vain.

6:00 PM

The bell for collecting papers rang.

Xu Bai immediately stood up, telling all the students to put down their pens and hand in their papers.

Xu Bai was a little disappointed; he had read many novels where top students would hand in their papers early, but in the class he proctored, not a single person handed in their paper early.

Perhaps the students in his class weren't that great, which is why no one handed in their papers early.

If any student knew Xu Bai's thoughts, they might vomit blood.

Because the difficulty of this exam was much higher than their previous exams, being able to finish it already meant a student had a very good score.

As for the student who only arrived in the last half hour, that was an exception.

The gap between a top student and a genius is very large...

After the exam, the students did not disperse but all gathered for a meeting.

This was the first formal meeting between the students and the teachers.

The person presiding over this meeting was Teacher Li Xuangan. Mr. Qi Hao appointed him as the head of this training camp, and all the teachers had no objections.

This meeting not only announced the rules and regulations that students needed to follow in the training camp but also directly explained the preferential treatment for students with good grades.

In fact, saying these things was also to give the students a sense of urgency and to motivate them to work hard to receive preferential treatment, otherwise, they would lack motivation.

However, the training camp also provided extra attention to students with low overall scores but rich imaginations; this would depend on the scores given by the elective course teachers in the afternoon.

In other words, if any one of the four teachers—Bai Shan, Xia Tian, Qian Yonglu, or Bai Xiaobai—said a student was talented, that student would receive preferential treatment.

It was that unreasonable.

Their power was that great.

Xu Bai was quite happy about this; he suddenly felt a sense of power, which he thought wasn't bad.

However, on second thought, giving them such great power was also a kind of pressure. If they said certain students were talented, but those students later failed to create good cardss, then the judgment of the four mentors would be questioned.

One could only say that power is a double-edged sword; while it grants you power, it also comes with certain obligations.

Therefore, power cannot be abused casually; one must be responsible for the students.

Xu Bai glanced at the three people next to him; their faces were expressionless, and they probably understood things better than Xu Bai thought.

They were all old foxes!