As the preliminary bell rang with a “ding-a-ling,”

The examinees swarmed into the examination hall.

Shen Nanchu followed the crowd inside, found her seat according to the number on her admission ticket, and froze the moment she sat down.

Her seat was actually diagonally in front of Jiang Shuyi’s, where they could see each other just by looking up.

Seeing Shen Nanchu, Jiang Shuyi curled the corner of her mouth into a smug smile, her face brimming with confidence, practically spelling out “I’m definitely going to score higher than you this time.”

Her hands were under the desk, her fingertips unconsciously tapping her thigh, as if receiving some kind of signal.

Shen Nanchu couldn’t be bothered with her. She pulled out her fountain pen and scratch paper from her bag.

The examinees gradually settled into their seats, and the classroom instantly fell silent, so quiet you could even hear the sound of breathing.

Many examinees had their hands clasped in prayer, some had their eyes closed, silently repeating “know what’s tested, guess what’s right.” One boy was even so nervous his leg was shaking, making his desk hum and attracting frequent glances from the proctor.

Suddenly, a boy sitting in the front row fell to the floor with a “thud,” his face as pale as paper, his lips purple, frightening the surrounding examinees into screaming.

The proctor rushed over, knelt down, pinched the boy’s philtrum, and shouted, “Quick! Someone call the school doctor! Carry him outside to a ventilated area!”

The classroom instantly descended into chaos. Some examinees tried to stand up for a look, but were sternly stopped by another female teacher: “Everyone sit down! Don’t move! Continue the exam! He just fainted, nothing to see!”

About ten minutes later, the school doctor carried the boy back. His color had improved somewhat, but he still looked weak.

The proctor let him sit at an empty seat at the back of the classroom, advising him, “Raise your hand if you feel unwell, don’t push yourself.” The boy nodded, his hand still trembling as he picked up his pen.

Finally, the proctor began distributing the exam papers.

The snow-white paper reached Shen Nanchu’s hands. She quickly scanned the questions and couldn’t help but smile.

These questions were way too easy.

The Chinese essay topic was “An Unforgettable Day.” The final major math problem was a type she had explained to Pei Yunzhou. Even the short-answer questions for politics were ones she had just made the siblings memorize last night.

She picked up her fountain pen and began writing swiftly, the pen tip scratching against the paper with a “rustling” sound, her thoughts as clear as if she had cheats enabled.

The other examinees weren’t having such smooth sailing. One girl was so anxious she kept biting her pen, nearly snapping it; another boy raised his hand to ask to use the restroom, his face flushed red, clearly from extreme nervousness.

Just as Shen Nanchu was deeply engrossed in writing, the system’s voice suddenly rang in her mind,

“Host! Detected Jiang Shuyi cheating! She’s secretly using a system to transmit answers! The system’s energy fluctuation is very obvious.”

“Oh? Cheating with a system? That makes things easier.”

Shen Nanchu’s mind stirred, glancing at Jiang Shuyi out of the corner of her eye.

She saw her with her head down, a smug smile playing on her lips, her pen writing rapidly. But she would occasionally pause for two seconds, her eyes glazing over, clearly waiting for the system to transmit answers.

Earlier, while writing the math problems, she had even subconsciously frowned, probably because she didn’t understand the steps the system transmitted.

“Her system can only transmit answers for multiple-choice and short-answer questions. She still has to write the essay herself, and she’s stuck right now!”

The system’s voice carried a hint of schadenfreude.

“Can you interfere with her system, make her unable to receive answers?”

Shen Nanchu asked.

“A small matter like that? Sure can.”

The system replied swiftly.

“Host, ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‍should I go do it now?”

“Don’t rush. Making her lose so quickly would be boring.”

A sly smile curled at the corner of Shen Nanchu’s mouth.

“Don’t cut her off completely all at once. Interfere sometimes, not others, mess with her mindset. Later, I’ll add fuel to the fire, make her expose herself.”

“Roger that! Host, you’re so mean! I love it!”

The system agreed excitedly and soon reported back,

“Done! She looks so nervous now! So nervous she can’t hold her pen!”

Shen Nanchu held back a laugh, deliberately slowing her writing speed. When Jiang Shuyi started writing the essay, she suddenly raised her hand.

“Teacher, my pen is leaking ink. Could I borrow a piece of paper to wipe it?”

The proctor walked over, took a tissue from his pocket, and handed it to her. His gaze swept across the examination hall, just in time to see Jiang Shuyi looking pained.

“Student, are you alright?” the proctor asked doubtfully. “Are you too nervous? Do you need to take a two-minute break?”

Jiang Shuyi quickly shook her head. “No, no, teacher, I’m fine!”

But the more flustered she was, the more piercing the signal in her mind became. Her hand holding the pen trembled even more violently, and she accidentally spilled ink on her exam paper, staining a large patch black.

Seeing the timing was about right, Shen Nanchu deliberately let out an “oops,” dropped her fountain pen on the floor, and as she bent down to pick it up, her foot accidentally bumped Jiang Shuyi’s chair leg.

Already panicked, Jiang Shuyi, jolted by the bump, let her hand shake, and her entire pen fell to the floor. Ink from the nib splattered onto the clothes of the examinee in front of her.

“What’s wrong with you!” The examinee in front turned to glare at her. “These clothes are brand new!”

Jiang Shuyi’s face flushed crimson, a mix of anxiety and anger, but she could only grit her teeth and apologize,

“Sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to…”

As she bent down to pick up the pen, fumbling in her panic, the system suddenly screamed in her mind, “Warning! Abnormal energy fluctuation! The proctor is staring at you!”

This made her even more panicked. Her movement to pick up the pen became awkward, and her elbow accidentally bumped the desk, causing the admission ticket on it to fall to the floor with a slap.

The proctor happened to walk over, bent down to pick up the admission ticket for her, but his gaze paused on her trembling fingers.

“Student, if you’re really that nervous, take a deep breath to calm down. Don’t disturb the other examinees.”

The words sounded comforting but carried a warning.

Feeling guilty, Jiang Shuyi didn’t dare look at the proctor anymore. She hurriedly sat up straight, but her mind was intermittently filled with a sizzling static interference.

Forget transmitting answers; it was a blessing if it didn’t interfere with her.

Jiang Shuyi could only brace herself and keep writing. The essay was even more of a jumbled mess; she didn’t even know what she was writing herself.

Sitting in front, Shen Nanchu listened to the commotion behind her, a secret smile lifting the corner of her mouth.

When the bell signaling the end of the exam rang, Jiang Shuyi practically fled the examination hall, almost forgetting to take her pen.

Shen Nanchu packed her things and happened to see Jiang Shuyi stomping her foot at the corner of the corridor, her expression twisted with fury.

Seeing Shen Nanchu, Jiang Shuyi’s face was full of hostility.

Shen Nanchu deliberately walked over, her tone innocent,

“Doctor Jiang, how did the exam go? Back in the hall, I saw your hand trembling the whole time. I thought you might be unwell. Do you need to visit the school clinic?”

Struck where it hurt, Jiang Shuyi snapped,

“Don’t pretend to care! How I did is none of your business!”

[Disgust Value +100]

[Disgust Value +200]

[Disgust Value +300]

…

Shen Nanchu smiled!

Oh, but it’s very much my business!

“Seeing you do poorly puts my mind at ease.”

[Disgust Value +748]

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