"In fact, the evolution of the Wu clan has almost stagnated in the past two hundred years. Even if they combine with a powerful outsider, there will only be a slight improvement. Moreover, even if a genius appears once in a few hundred years, his brothers and sisters with the same father and mother may be mediocre." "In other words, it's more of a question of probability than a question of bloodline inheritance." Katara Metō pondered for a while, then suddenly clenched his fist and knocked his palm. "Well, isn't this a coincidence? Since you are planning to let your grandson love freely, Huiliyang, why not find more girls if you can? The more the better. You can raise them anyway. By the way, you can also take our Qiaoxiang..." "Stop it!" Image: "Young partners", Location: "Images/" ￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥ You guys should know what I'm going to do next, right? (Funny) It's time to boost the Wu clan's incense power! (Happy) Volume 42: Chapter A New Round of Crisis
In the box, Wu Yi listened to San Chao's explanation with a stunned look on his face. He was so shocked that he didn't even notice that oil had been squeezed out of the fried chicken in his hand, and drops of golden oil were dripping along the lines into his palm. "No...Um, did my old man really say that?" Wu Yi was so surprised that he couldn't even speak coherently. If it were in the past, he would definitely think that the other party was talking nonsense. For the dignified patriarch of the Wu clan to say such things was not a violation of his character. This is totally against the decision of our ancestors! But then again, after graduating from junior high school, he was not allowed to become a fighter, but instead was thrown here to attend high school. In a way, this is also against the decision of his ancestors? Hmm, it suddenly seems to make sense when I think about it this way. "Well……" After taking another big gulp of Coke, Sanchao shakily climbed up from the ground with one hand and wiped the blood from his nose vigorously. "Anyway, the original words are indeed like this. I have brought them here. As for whether you believe it or not, that's up to you... Well, it's almost time for me to go back." "Ah? Where are you going?" Wu Yi didn't react for a moment. "Of course, we're going back to headquarters~" Sanchao had not forgotten the bet between the two old men. "Since we've already lost, there's no point for me to stay here any longer. Let Senior Wang Sen handle the rest. I'll be leaving first... Oh, yes, there's one more thing." "What?" "These are the words that Master Lietang asked me to convey. There are two sentences in total." "…Tell me more." Somehow, Wu Yi was slightly shocked when he heard this, and a bad premonition inexplicably surged into his heart.
Sanchao held up two fingers and spoke word by word. "The first sentence is, I wish my good brother a happy campus life." "And the second sentence is——" "If you want to become stronger, you must eat the forbidden fruit." "Well, farewell." Without waiting for Wu Yi to reply, Sanchao picked up the Coke bottle, turned around and ran out of the door, disappearing in a flash. After a while, Wu Yi, who was still sitting there, shook his head and murmured. "…God damn, if you want to become stronger, you have to eat the forbidden fruit, even though you are still a virgin." "Ah, but compared to that, how can I explain this to the owner of the KTV?" He looked down at the trace of nosebleed on the ground that was spreading all the way to the door, and a huge drop of cold sweat fell on his forehead. "No, I didn't rent this room. If anyone is looking for someone, they should look for San Chao. What does it have to do with me... I'll just run away." As he said this, Wu Yi grabbed the unfinished Coke and threw it into the fried chicken bucket, then left the box with it. In short, the situation here will be left to the staff who arrive later after discovering something is wrong. Just like that, without anyone knowing, the young and handsome physical education teacher of Class D of the first year, who had been on the job for less than half a day, ran away at the fastest speed in the history of Gaoyu High School. …… It's another early morning class. Because a baseline test was just conducted yesterday, Chabashira Sae came directly to the class meeting this morning with the test paper. She handed out the corrected test papers, then turned around and listed the names and scores of everyone in the class on the blackboard. Only after she finished all this did she turn around and face all the students in the audience. "Okay, these are the results of your test. You can look at the test paper yourself or look up at the blackboard." Chabashira Sae's tone was neither salty nor bland, making it a little hard to fathom her emotions. "How should I put it? I can see that some of you didn't study very well in junior high school, but what surprised me was that most of you were pretty good, at least you passed." Pass? Wu Yi tilted his head and looked at the blackboard. The scores on the blackboard were arranged from high to low. As expected, the first place was Yukinoshita Haruno, with a perfect score of 100. Counting down three, his score was 85, tied for fourth place with Yosuke Hirata. It is worth mentioning that Gao Yuan Si ranked third with a high score of 95 points. He was combing his hair proudly at the moment. Especially after noticing that Wu Yi's score was lower than his, he turned around and gave her an evil and crazy smile. Stupid... But the strange thing is that although Chabashi Sae said that most people passed, judging from the score sheet, it was clear that the scores dropped below 60 points from the 19th place onwards.
In other words, if 60 points is considered a passing score, more than half of the people should have failed. Unless, it’s not calculated on a 60-point scale. But it's not certain. There are so many schools in Japan and the passing score has never been unified. Some are half of the average score, and some are fixed scores. And Chabashi Sae's next words proved Wu Yi's guess. "Of course, that's what I said, but in the end, although some of you passed, your scores were still shit. After all, our school has very loose requirements for passing. As long as the class average divided by two is the passing line." The passing score is the class average divided by two? That's pretty loose indeed. After all, school is not society. There are only 100 points on the test paper. It is impossible that top students can get hundreds or even more than a thousand points, while normal students can only get a few dozen points. To give a simple example, if everyone can score around 80 or 90, the class average is 90. If the school says that scores below the average are considered failing, that is called involution. But if the school says that only those who fail to reach the average score divided by two will be considered as failing, then that can only be considered as taking care of the poor students... no, it's shit students! This is really not an insult. The main thing is that everyone in the class scored around 80 or 90 points, but suddenly someone with a completely different style showed up and didn't even get half the score. What else could that be but a poor student? Wu Yi quickly glanced at the results on the blackboard and did mental arithmetic at the same time. Add up everyone's scores to get the total score, then divide it by forty, the average score is sixty-four, and then divide it by two... well, the passing score is thirty-two. Well, if we follow this passing line, then the only ones who fail are... "Sudo, you are the only one who failed this exam." In front of the whole class, Chabashira Sae turned around without mercy and framed the name of Sudo Ken, who was ranked last, on the blackboard with chalk. "Don't worry, this isn't just for you... I told you last time that you can get class points for the midterm exam, right? I admit that I didn't make it clear that time. The number of points you can get is also based on your average test scores. Theoretically, the maximum class points you can get is 100." "By the way, I'm going to tell you some bad news this time. Those who fail the midterm exam will not only be expelled, but if they fail in this midterm exam, then for every person who is expelled, the class will be punished by deducting 200 class points." "That's all for this morning class, then, that's it." Volume 43: Chapter Yang No's Courage If you fail the midterm exam... Will be expelled from school. And for every student expelled from each class... Two hundred class points will be deducted. After leaving this message, Chabashira Sae left on her own. The class gradually became chaotic. Wu Yi sat in his seat, pinching his chin, his thoughts becoming increasingly weird. Well, how should I put it? It sounds scary, but if you think about it carefully, it seems to be no big deal.
After all, it's the average score of the class. As long as it's one-half higher than the average, you'll pass... How does the saying go? Ah yes, that’s the sentence, if everyone is rolling, it means no one is rolling. On the other hand, if everyone is giving up, it’s the same as not giving up. Done! Great! Moreover, according to Chabashira Sae, theoretically the highest score that can be obtained is 100. That is to say, if all students get full marks in all subjects, the maximum extra score that can be obtained is 100. In other words, even if everyone gets zero points, it's just the class points that will be added by zero. At most, it's just a waste of an opportunity to get extra points with a maximum limit of 100. There's no need to panic. But obviously, it is impossible for everyone to hold such an idea. "Please calm down a bit, I have something to say." As soon as Chabashira Sae left, Yukinoshita Haruno stood up from her seat. Before the bell for the morning class rang, she quickly walked up to the podium and pressed her hands down. As the girl's clear and beautiful voice rang, the commotion in the audience gradually subsided. "I know that everyone is feeling a sense of crisis about the upcoming midterm exam next month. Of course, it's the same for me. After all, whether it's classmates being expelled or class points being deducted, it's something none of us want to see." "But don't forget, just like the last time school started, we still have a chance this time. We still have nearly three weeks to prepare, so I would like to ask those students who have achieved high scores in this test to provide some tutoring for those students with weaker foundations during this time." "I agree with Yukinoshita-san's suggestion." As soon as he finished speaking, Hirata Yosuke was the first to stand up with his hand raised. "I also don't want to see any students in our class being expelled. Even if it has nothing to do with the gains and losses of class points, I hope to do my part in tutoring." "Wow……" “Well said…” These words were so beautiful that several girls who were on good terms with him sitting around him couldn't help but applaud a little. Oh, yes, speaking of which—— Thinking of something interesting, Wu Yi glanced towards the direction of Kushida Kikyo's seat. As expected, the other party had no intention of standing up to show support. Although he tried his best to maintain his usual pure and flawless angelic smile, if you looked closely, you would find that his hands under his sleeves were clenched into fists. Once again, their home court was snatched away from them at such a critical juncture. I'm afraid they must be so angry that smoke is coming out of their noses. Hey, maybe I’ll see him kicking the railings again when I pass by the beach while jogging tonight? Wu Yi was still having all sorts of random thoughts in his mind when the unsociable voice of Kouenji Rokusuke suddenly rang out over there. "Let me confirm one thing. The 'top-ranked classmates' you mentioned, Yukinoshita girl, shouldn't include me, right?" "If you want, Kouenji-san." Yukinoshita Haruno answered calmly with a smile on her face.
She was well aware of the other party's uncertainty. If Kouenji Rokusuke refused to help, it would be useless no matter how much she talked. So instead of trying to persuade other people who were willing to help to see the possibility of raising the price, it would be better to let the other party do whatever they want from the beginning. Those who want to help are welcomed and thanked, and those who don’t want to help will not be forced, it’s that simple. "Well, I feel relieved if that's the case." Kouenji took out a comb from the inner pocket of his school uniform in a showy manner and began to carefully comb his hair. "But I'm still a little curious. Could it be that the education of this generation of Yukinoshita family is so bad?" "Oh?" Hearing the other party mention her family name directly, Yukinoshita Haruno narrowed her eyes slightly.