25: Chapter 25 Mastering High School Physics

Very quickly, he finished the first test paper, flipped to the back to check the answers, and began grading himself.

The score came out quickly: 97 points.

He stared at the test paper, stunned for two seconds, and then the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

Fifty thousand Wealth Points—it was well worth the cost.

In the time that followed, he completed a few more tests.

The final scores were 98, 100, and 98 respectively.

Chen Fan was already very satisfied with these scores.

While satisfied, he still had some doubts; how could Subject Mastery not reach a perfect score?

But on second thought, it was normal. After all, the price was only 50,000 Wealth Points; having such an effect was already quite good.

Although he had Subject Mastery, Chen Fan still decided that starting from today, he would study hard.

Of course, he didn't mean studying hard for real, but rather putting on the appearance of studying hard.

Otherwise, if his grades suddenly improved when he clearly didn't study all day, it would be too hard to explain.

...

From that day on, the teachers and some of the students in the class noticed that Chen Fan, who used to sleep in class often, had suddenly changed.

He listened attentively in class, never slept, and would occasionally raise his hand to answer questions.

He didn't even rest after class, just sat there studying seriously.

This made his deskmate, Jiang Chen, extremely depressed. "We agreed to be slackers together, so why are you secretly working hard?"

Seeing Chen Fan's diligent study habits, he also wanted to try, but every time he saw the formulas and words in the books, his head felt dizzy. He could only sigh helplessly.

...

Just like that, half a month passed, and soon it was time for the January monthly exams.

Chen Fan was confident about this monthly exam. Over the past half month, he had successfully refreshed his mastery in three subjects: Mathematics, Chemistry, and Biology.

Now, only English and Chinese were left.

Although he hadn't refreshed High School Chinese - Mastery, Chen Fan had indeed studied seriously over the past half month, and he had even memorized some of the poems he had forgotten.

Therefore, scoring over 100 points this time would be no problem.

As for Physics, Mathematics, and Chemistry, if Chen Fan went all out, he could basically get close to a perfect score, or even reach a perfect score.

However, Chen Fan definitely wouldn't get a perfect score in these three subjects this time; he planned to control his scores. After all, it was unrealistic to improve so much after studying seriously for only one month.

Anyway, there was still a semester left, and there would be plenty of exam opportunities. If he pretended to improve a little each time, by the time the college entrance exam arrived, reaching the top rank in the whole school would be no problem.

For Mathematics, with a perfect score of 150, he planned to score around 90 points this time; for Physics, Chemistry, and Biology, with perfect scores of 100, scoring around 70 points would be enough.

As for the remaining English, he would leave that to fate.

Two days of exams concluded, and it was time for the Friday break.

Chen Fan carried his backpack and returned to the house he rented in the county.

Now, Chen Jianjun and Wang Mei lived here most of the time. One reason was to supervise the renovation of the new house at Zijin Garden, and the other was that Wang Mei wanted to cook for Chen Fan.

After Chen Fan said last time that the school cafeteria food wasn't good and that it had made him lose weight, she believed it deeply and felt that it was better to cook for him herself.

Chen Fan couldn't win against her, so he agreed.

In fact, there was another reason. Ever since Chen Fan bought a car for Chen Jianjun, the surrounding neighbors had been asking around whether Chen Jianjun had made a fortune outside and how he could afford to buy a car.

There were even people who wanted to borrow money.

Chen Jianjun and Wang Mei were annoyed by this, so they simply stayed in the county most of the time.

Moreover, after living in the county, they found it was indeed much more convenient. When it was cold, they could turn on the air conditioner; they didn't have to burn a stove like they did back in their hometown, and they could use the toilet indoors at night. Back in the hometown, they had to run outside to use the dry latrine. Leaving aside the smell, the main thing was that it was unbearable in the middle of the night due to the cold.

After returning home, Chen Jianjun sat on the sofa watching TV.

While Wang Mei was busy in the kitchen.

Now that the two didn't need to work hard for a living, they both looked much younger.

This was exactly what Chen Fan hoped to see.

During dinner, halfway through the meal, Chen Fan spoke up: "We had exams these past two days, and I feel like I did pretty well. I improved quite a bit compared to last time."

"Really, son?" Wang Mei asked, her face full of pleasant surprise.

She didn't believe her son would lie to her. After all, ever since Chen Fan earned more money than the two of them could make in a lifetime, grades were no longer important to him. Since Chen Fan had voluntarily brought up his improved grades, it must be true.

"It's true. I'll tell you when the results come out."

The smile on Wang Mei's face brightened a little more, and she hurriedly added a piece of braised pork to his bowl: "Alright, alright, Mom will wait."

Chen Jianjun didn't speak from the side, but his eyes were clearly filled with gratification.

...

The next day, the first class was Chinese.

The teacher was still calling out names.

After calling three people in a row, Teacher Sun paused.

"Chen Fan, 112."

Upon hearing Chen Fan's name, a few gasps of surprise instantly erupted in the classroom.

Chen Fan looked calm and walked up to the podium.

Arriving at the podium, the Chinese teacher glanced at Chen Fan and said earnestly: "Chen Fan, you have made great progress in this exam. The teacher has also seen how hard and seriously you have been studying during this time. I hope you will keep it up."

"Okay, thank you, Teacher." Chen Fan nodded.

He turned and walked back, with dozens of eyes below staring straight at him.

There were those who were surprised, those who were envious, and a few who were a bit skeptical.

After he sat down, Jiang Chen finally managed to blurt out: "112 points, are you even human?"

Chen Fan ignored him and flipped open the test paper to take a look.

The essay was 48 points.

He himself was a little surprised.

In the past, if he could score over 90 in Chinese, it was considered an extraordinary performance; this time, he had gone straight to 112.

...

Soon, the results for the remaining subjects also came out.

Mathematics 93, Physics 73 points, Biology 69 points, Chemistry 71 points, and English 43 points.

The total score was 461, exceeding this year's third-tier university cutoff line, but there was still a gap from the second-tier line.

This result was within Chen Fan's controlled situation and basically met his expectations.

For the next exam, he planned to score around 550.

550 would be enough to reach the first place in the class; the current first place in their class was only around 520.

It might even be enough to get into the experimental class.

...

Returning home in the evening, Chen Fan told his parents his results immediately and showed them the test papers.

Seeing the results, expressions of excitement appeared in both their eyes.

Wang Mei held the Chinese test paper, stared at that 112 for a long while, and her eyes even turned a bit red.

"What's the total score?"

"461."

She carefully placed it on the table, looked up at Chen Fan, her eyes filled with gratification and a hint of moisture.

Chen Jianjun coughed from the side: "Alright, alright, don't do that useless stuff. Our son did well on the exam, so just be happy; what are you crying for?"

Wang Mei glared at him, but she still smiled.

Although their son had a strong ability to earn money now, they felt that if Chen Fan didn't get into a good university in the future, it would indeed be a great regret.

They didn't expect that now, at least a third-tier university was in sight, and with a little more effort, even a second-tier one might be within reach.

...

One o'clock in the morning.

Chen Fan typed the final period and stopped his fingers.

Starting from today, Chen Fan would no longer need to write at night.

3.97 million words, it was all finished.

Nearly three months, 3.92 million words, finished writing.

No, that's not right—it was finished copying.

Chen Fan leaned back in his chair and let out a long breath. His shoulders were a bit sore, and his wrists were a bit stiff, but his heart felt unprecedentedly relaxed.

Starting tomorrow, he wouldn't have to stay up late writing until the early morning hours anymore; he only needed to schedule the upload of 30,000 words every day.