Chapter 24 - 24 24 I'm from Class 13

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24: Chapter 24: I’m from Class 13 24: Chapter 24: I’m from Class 13 From the start of the second class, Qiao Yu experienced what it felt like to be caught in the vortex of gossip. Everyone, whether human or ghost, would run in front of him with that “ah, so that’s it” look, flaunting briefly. Even going to the restroom attracted a crowd pointing and whispering. During the break exercises, he was given sidelong glances by many people he didn’t even know. In the process, he also found out that the seemingly ordinary young girl in his eyes turned out to be the class belle unanimously recognized by many boys in the Rocket Class! Xia Keke, the class belle? If these hot-blooded youngsters knew that the class belle in their hearts used to sleep with him before the age of seven, they would probably go collectively insane. As he was being observed, Qiao Yu thought with a bit of malice in his heart. Of course, it was just a thought. It was impossible for him to engage in such a pointless competition with a bunch of kids in his eyes. After all, they had parents earning money for them and didn’t have to think much about the future. It was different for him; he not only had to support his mom but also wanted to live a promising and affluent life as soon as possible. How could he be as carefree as those kids who merely needed to bury their heads in studies to be praised? Luckily, he now only needed to study well, which he considered the simplest thing, to earn a living. Wasting time would be irresponsible to his life. So, to his classmates’ curious gossip, he just dealt with it with a smile and then calmly read his textbooks and worked on school-issued workbooks. He didn’t even care about the warrior who dared to confess publicly last night. Presumably, it wouldn’t be going too well for them. From Qiao Yu’s perspective, someone who caused such a scene before the high school entrance exams and made it into the Rocket Class at Railway First Middle School had already reached an achievement limited by their IQ. Who, with a normal IQ, would care about how unfortunate a fool who did something stupid would be? … If Xu Zhe knew what Qiao Yu was thinking about him at that moment, he would probably break on the spot. He originally planned to confess to Xia Keke after the high school entrance exams, but Qiao Yu’s sudden appearance yesterday disrupted all his plans. Really, seeing the scene where the two of them had their pinky fingers hooked together at the classroom door shattered his heart into pieces like shards of glass. The whole night of evening self-study was like sleepwalking; he didn’t learn anything. If dreams could truly come true, he would have rushed into Class Thirteen’s classroom yesterday and beaten Qiao Yu into eighteen different appearances, letting Xia Keke see for herself who the real man was. Of course, in reality, Xu Zhe still had some rationality and definitely didn’t dare to rush into Class Thirteen. Even the naughtiest ones no longer needed to attend class; those who remained were not easy to deal with. At the very least, the guys in Class Thirteen truly weren’t afraid of getting into fights and getting demerits, but he was. He was lectured by the homeroom teacher throughout morning self-study, almost to the point of calling his parents. He kept promising that it wouldn’t affect his studies and that he would achieve good results in the next mock exam before the teacher let him off the hook. Finally returning to his class, he passed by Xia Keke’s seat, and the girl didn’t even lift her eyes, once again making Xu Zhe feel a thousand grievances, experiencing tragic emotions at a young age. Sincerely trusting a dog! Knowing at this time that his rival doubted his IQ would definitely be an unbearable burden in life. Returning to his seat, Xu Zhe could only secretly vow to get good grades in the upcoming mock exams and the high school entrance exam, to show Xia Keke who the real worthy man was. After all, apart from grades, Xu Zhe really had nothing else to boast about right now. … People can probably never truly empathize with each other. He definitely couldn’t understand the thousands of sorrows of a little boy in the Rocket Class, only feeling like the day had been quite fulfilling. Although chemistry was his weak subject, after two days of reading books and half a day of practicing, Qiao Yu felt confident that a perfect score wasn’t a big issue. After all, the difficulty of junior high school chemistry was that there wasn’t any. As long as the concept of conservation is understood, balancing equations becomes clear. Other things like element symbols, valences, categorizing and properties of substances are just memory, and Qiao Yu found it even simpler than learning English. Other than that, it’s just some basic understanding of acid-base neutralization, redox reactions, and some chemical concepts. As he always said, as long as you solve problems earnestly, if you can’t achieve a perfect score, it must be an issue with IQ. So after class, when heading to the competition class on the high school side, Qiao Yu just felt a sense of relief. The mock exams no longer posed any pressure for him, and with a normal performance, passing the high school cut-off should undoubtedly be no issue. Stepping lightly into classroom 302, Teacher Lan hadn’t arrived yet, but there were already a few people in the classroom chatting enthusiastically. Qiao Yu glanced over and didn’t see the familiar faces from the internet cafe, so he headed to the back row on his own. Someone suddenly entered the classroom, naturally attracting the attention of the few who were chatting. A few high school students exchanged glances, and someone shouted at Qiao Yu: “Classmate, did you enter the wrong classroom? This is the Olympic Competition Class, and we’re starting in ten minutes.” Qiao Yu stopped, turned around, and looked at the few curious classmates who would be his future peers. The speaker seemed to be a bespectacled, thin, tall boy sitting in the front row, scholarly, as he was the only one standing up. “This is Teacher Lan Jie’s Olympic Competition Class, right?” Qiao Yu asked with a smile. “Yes,” the bespectacled boy replied. “Then there’s no problem, Teacher Lan asked me to come,” Qiao Yu explained. “Oh, a new classmate, nice to meet you,” the boy with short hair sitting next to the bespectacled one said cheerfully, then asked, “Which class are you from? Haven’t seen you before, are you a transfer student?” “I’m from Class Thirteen,” Qiao Yu responded casually. “Class Thirteen?” The others exchanged glances. The high school section at Railway First Middle School doesn’t have many students, with only eight classes from senior one to senior three. “Junior high Class Thirteen,” Qiao Yu further clarified. “Junior high Class Thirteen?” the bespectacled boy looked even more puzzled. He graduated from the Railway First Middle School’s junior high and was well aware of the unwritten rules of class distribution. The rules were simple and crude. Class One is the eternal Rocket Class, the best in the year group. You can’t get in unless you’re in the top fifty. Classes Two and Three are Advanced Classes, where most are good students, some being children of school staff, or influential parents manage to get their kids in even if their grades aren’t excellent. As for Class Thirteen, he remembered there were only thirteen classes in junior high. Before he could ask further, a few people walked into the classroom, among them the familiar faces of Ma Yufei and Lu Jia. Ma Yufei immediately spotted Qiao Yu standing in the middle aisle of the classroom. “Hey, Qiao… um, Qiao Yu, did Teacher Lan recruit you too?” “Yes, we’ll be classmates from now on,” Qiao Yu smiled again, starting to ponder whether it would be okay to charge a little fee to this guy if he asked for help with any questions. Sёarᴄh the Nôvelƒire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Chapter 24 - 24 24 I'm from Class 13

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