Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration-Chapter 308: The underachiever counterattack diary 305 (3) first update

Chapter 308: The underachiever counterattack diary 305 (3) first update

As soon as the homeroom teacher finished speaking, the classroom instantly fell silent.

Then all eyes "swooshed" towards Ye Shaohua.

"No wonder she said she could rank first!"

The group had a sudden realization, followed by looks of pity towards Ye Shaohua.

"Jiajia, how can your relative be so different from you, buying answers?" Several classmates sitting near Ye Jia whispered, "Does she even have a brain?"

The Ye Family shook their heads, a sarcastic smile on their face, "Who knows?"

"Come with me to the office," the homeroom teacher said, looking at Ye Shaohua with sternness in their gaze, but without the usual mocking and disdain from others.

The corridor outside was empty. Before they reached the office, the homeroom teacher stopped.

He looked at Ye Shaohua very seriously, "I know you’re going through a period of confusion in your life, but Ye Shaohua, remember, there is more to life than just the college entrance exam. Teacher remembers you like oil painting, you could also pursue this direction."

"Remember, when you go to the office later, apologize earnestly to the Principal and Director Zhang, and I’ll try my best to help you maneuver through this," the homeroom teacher softened his voice as he saw Ye Shaohua bowing her head, "Let’s go in."

Actually, if this student weren’t so rebellious, she would be very well-behaved.

If it weren’t for what happened at home...

Thinking of this, the homeroom teacher sighed.

He was the first to push open the door to the office.

Meanwhile, Ye Shaohua, whose phone buzzed with a message from Uncle Ye—

[Shaohua, your uncle is coming right now, don’t be afraid. Nobody knows about you buying the answers, they can’t do anything to you!]

Seeing this message, Ye Shaohua’s lips curled with sarcasm.

"Ye Shaohua, where did you get the answers?" As soon as she entered, there was a shrill female voice.

Ye Shaohua casually reached for her ears and glanced at the woman with a frivolous smile, "Wrote them myself."

Hearing Ye Shaohua still stubbornly denying it, the homeroom teacher felt heartache.

He whispered in Ye Shaohua’s ear, "Ye Shaohua, do you not care about your future anymore? If the higher-ups investigate, your life is over. It’s okay for young people to make mistakes, just admit them honestly, and you have a chance to correct them."

The woman was Gao Wen, Ye Jia’s aunt and an English teacher at the school.

"Wrote them yourself? Let’s not even talk about your English, can your math really be better than Ning Yunsu’s?" Gao Wen glanced at Teacher Li and spoke sarcastically, "Teacher Li, how hard was this math exam? She even scored higher than Ning Yunsu! And, you didn’t need any draft paper for the whole exam? Not a single draft, do you think you’re a genius?"

After Gao Wen finished, Teacher Li didn’t speak, their eyes still complex.

"Teacher Li, why aren’t you saying anything?" Gao Wen looked towards him as she didn’t get the affirmation from Teacher Li.

Director Zhang was extremely angry, he hadn’t expected such unruly students to exist now.

"So you ’wrote’ it, right? Fine," Director Zhang slapped the table hard, "Teacher Li, give her the problems, let her solve them in front of me. If she can’t score full marks, just try!"

Upon hearing this, the homeroom teacher was about to speak but was mockingly blocked by Gao Wen, "What, did Ye Shaohua get the answers from you? Why else would you be defending her so much?"

The homeroom teacher opened his mouth, then closed it again, feeling a chill at Director Zhang’s cold gaze.

Teacher Li coughed, didn’t say anything, but placed freshly made problems on the office desk for Ye Shaohua to retake the test.

There were only two pages, covering questions from all six subjects.

They were roughly as difficult as those on the actual exam.

The homeroom teacher immediately noticed that the physics problems he taught were somewhat advanced, even more difficult than the last major question of this exam’s physics section, not only incorporating electromagnetism and mechanics but also an advanced topic about spatial movement.

These topics wouldn’t be touched on until university-level physics, and even he would need some time to solve them.

Let alone in this school, even at a university, there wouldn’t be many who could solve such a problem.

The homeroom teacher looked down, "Ye Shaohua, you..."

Before he could finish, Gao Wen interrupted him, looking at Ye Shaohua with irony, "We’ll stay here with you for two hours."

"Wait," Ye Shaohua suddenly spoke up.

Both Director Zhang and the Principal’s expressions darkened.

"What, having second thoughts? I’m telling you, it’s useless..." Gao Wen sneered.

"No, it’s too long."

"What?" Gao Wen was startled.

Ye Shaohua "thwack" tossed her phone aside and rolled up the sleeves of her baggy school uniform, "The exam time is too long, twenty minutes will be enough."

The atmosphere in the office suddenly quieted down.

A few teachers, having seen Ye Shaohua arrogantly declare this, watched as she began writing on the test paper.

The first test she took was English, and she almost glanced at the questions before scribbling her answers, as if she were answering randomly.

When it came to the mathematics and physics exams, the people in the office were surprised to find that Ye Shaohua didn’t even use the draft paper that was placed to one side.

Some teachers, upon observing her, couldn’t help but walk over to check the formulas and numbers she was writing.

One of the physics teachers watched as Ye Shaohua tackled the major physics questions. The formulas and analytical methods she used were correct. After jotting down the formula and computing the numbers, she didn’t even pause before writing a string of digits after the equal sign—

9.2854.

The teacher’s eyebrows twitched; he hastily pulled out his phone, opened the calculator app, and typed in the numbers. The result was 9.285396457!

He was dumbfounded and rooted to the spot.

He knew all too well that the paper they were using was prepared on the spot by the teachers present, and there were no answers available yet.

Which meant that Ye Shaohua—

Had actually calculated it all in her head!

Mental calculation? She could do mental calculations?

He stared blankly at Ye Shaohua, watching how she wrote the answers as if it were child’s play, feeling an extreme sense of absurdity.

It wasn’t just the physics teacher; the other teachers also realized this, and their faces shifted from disdain to shock.

This... Ni Ma...

It’s like their whole worldview had been shattered!

Meanwhile, Gao Wen was still talking to the Bureau Chief, "Although Ye Shaohua is my relative, I absolutely do not condone nepotism. Ye Shaohua has gone too far. Jiajia is so good to her every day, yet she pulls this kind of stunt—it’s utterly disappointing."

The Bureau Chief, knowing that Ye Jia was also a Top Student at the School, had a much better impression of the Ye Family.

"What happened?" Gao Wen was speaking when she noticed that the teachers who had approached Ye Shaohua suddenly froze.

Curiously, she too walked over to Shaohua’s side.

When she saw the first English question that Shaohua had completed, her eyes widened in shock!

Shaohua had finished the last question and noticed that twenty minutes hadn’t passed yet. She couldn’t help but think that the Brain Domain enhancement from the post-apocalyptic world was a huge bug.

These same questions would have taken her twenty minutes using her previous speed.

As soon as she put down her pen, the nearby teachers scrambled to seize her test paper.

The Bureau Chief was no fool. Seeing the expressions on the teachers’ faces, he felt something was amiss. He looked towards the only teacher in the room who remained composed—Teacher Li.

Teacher Li didn’t need to look to know that Ye Shaohua must have answered everything correctly.

"If nothing’s wrong, Student Shaohua probably got them all right," Teacher Lin said with a smile.

As if to prove his words, the mathematics teacher yelled out, "Student Ye, did you self-study university courses? How do you know the Taylor series?! And you can do mental calculations too?"

Touching her nose, Shaohua wondered—is mental calculation really that amazing?

Why did these people look as if they had seen a ghost?

She didn’t understand; in so many worlds she had been through, she had encountered countless people who could perform mental calculations.

The Bureau Chief hadn’t even managed to put on a serious expression yet.

For the first time in many years, he was somewhat at a loss, staring in astonishment in the direction of Ye Shaohua.

As for Ye Shaohua’s homeroom teacher, he was shaking hands gripping her test paper, flipping to the physics essay question. He stood there, unable to snap back to reality for a long moment.

But the other teachers weren’t laughing at him; they were almost wearing the same expression as Shaohua’s homeroom teacher.

After all, Ye Shaohua had answered everything right before their very eyes, and they themselves didn’t have the answers, let alone Shaohua.

The Principal was the last to receive the test that Shaohua had written, and he stood there blankly thinking: Is she really a genius?

Then came an overwhelming joy, as he looked at Shaohua as if she were a treasure!

An enthusiastic teacher directly asked, "Shaohua, are you interested in joining the Olympiad?"

The teachers began inviting Ye Shaohua with great zeal.

It was at this moment that a middle-aged man arrived in a haste outside the office.

Seeing so many people in the office, the man wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry for being late, teachers."

As he spoke, he turned to Ye Shaohua, "Shaohua, quickly apologize to the teachers."

Ye Shaohua raised an eyebrow and glanced at him, but didn’t say a word.

Uncle Ye, seeing Shaohua’s reaction, had a somewhat sarcastic look in his downturned eyes, but his tone was still sincere. "I apologize, teachers. Shaohua is always like this. I’m to blame for disturbing you this time. She’s just a child; please don’t hold it against her. It’s all my fault, as her uncle."