Lin Mo returned to his seat, and behind him came the teaching voice of Gao Yuanqiang.
"You're wondering why I didn't ask for that prettier senior's phone number, right?
Actually, it's a strategy.
Among a group of girls, if you go for the prettier one, the other girls won't have a better impression of you. But if you go for the relatively less - pretty one, the other girls will think, 'If she can do it, why can't I?' "
Everyone present was smart and immediately understood what Gao Yuanqiang meant.
"I get it, Brother Qiang. This is the girls' competitive mentality."
The boys were excited, but they mostly whispered in the corners. After all, if they made too much noise and the girls in their class heard them, the news would spread quickly.
Then the reputation of Class 8 being full of playboys would spread, and it would be hard for them to pick up girls.
Although they spoke quietly, Lin Mo heard every word clearly.
In his previous life, he didn't participate in this discussion. At that time, he was focused on pursuing Xie Yuling. Now, after hearing it, he felt it didn't really apply to him.
Soon, the evening self - study bell rang.
Chen Xiaoya walked in directly, holding a stack of test papers. There wasn't much change in her expression.
She just let out a cold snort, and the whole class instantly fell silent.
"Your grades really exceeded my expectations."
She slammed the test papers on the table.
Everyone sat in their seats, trembling with fear.
"On a 100 - point basic test paper, there are actually people who only got 60 points. Did you cheat in the high - school entrance exam?"
It was obvious that Chen Xiaoya was really angry.
However, there was an uproar in the class. Getting 60 points was really too much.
Although it was just a small test, a score of 60 in this school was even lower than that of a miscellaneous servant in a sect.
Lin Mo stroked his chin. In his memory, there seemed to be such a person.
"Ying Wenshen, come up and get your test paper!"
As soon as she said this, a short and somewhat shy boy stood up from his seat and carefully walked to the podium to pick up his test paper.
It said 69 points.
He looked up and said, "Teacher, I got 69 points, right?"
Chen Xiaoya coldly shouted without mercy, "Are you proud of getting 69 points? You got the lowest math score in the class. How dare you ask me?"
The class burst into laughter again.
Ying Wenshen blushed but still returned to his seat.
Then Chen Xiaoya continued to distribute the test papers.
Except for Ying Wenshen, everyone else got more than 75 points.
"There are two students who got 100 points. One was expected, and the other was beyond my expectation."
"Xue Zigui and Lin Mo, come and get your test papers."
Lin Mo knew very well that the one beyond her expectation was himself.
After all, his math score in the high - school entrance exam was only a little over 120, still far from the full score of 150.
As far as Lin Mo knew, Xue Zigui got over 140.
As for this small test in his previous life.
He got 63 points.
So strictly speaking, he was the last one in his previous life.
And because he was at the bottom, Ying Wenshen wasn't scolded as badly.
Lin Mo went up to get his test paper and came back.
As soon as he sat down, Jiang Yunlu leaned over.
"Can I have a look at your test paper?"
Fortunately, Lin Mo's handwriting wasn't too ugly, so he handed the test paper over.
Jiang Yunlu got 94 points.
She lost 6 points because of a different answer from Lin Mo's.
At this time, Chen Xiaoya continued, "Actually, what surprised me was Lin Mo. His math score in the high - school entrance exam was only a little over 100, but today he got 100 points on this condensed test paper.
What does this show?
It shows that he didn't slack off after the exam and still reviewed the old to learn the new!"
Well, does the math teacher really round up like this?
120 points became a little over 100.
However, this contrast was really great.
Give you a thumbs up, Teacher Chen.
Even Jiang Yunlu covered her mouth and gasped, with a look of surprise on her face.
Thinking of Lin Mo's seriousness in class, Jiang Yunlu thought it was normal.
Moreover, the girls in the class had a better impression of Lin Mo. After all, Lin Mo was good at fighting and had good academic performance.
His height of 175 cm was quite good for a freshman in high school.
Chu Miaomiao, sitting in the back row, looked up at Lin Mo. Geng Xiao beside her nudged Chu Miaomiao's shoulder.
"Chu Miaomiao, you're so familiar with Lin Mo. Do you know what he likes?"
Chu Miaomiao was stunned for a moment but still answered seriously, "He likes meat."
Hearing this, Geng Xiao looked down at herself and then at Chu Miaomiao. A sense of inexplicable defeat filled her mind.
Chu Miaomiao quickly added, "He really likes meat."
Hearing this, Geng Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.
Geng Xiao had already heard from Fang Jun's gossip about the lie that Chu Miaomiao and Lin Mo were former neighbors.
Although she hadn't confirmed it, she guessed it was true. Usually, Chu Miaomiao and Lin Mo didn't talk much. They should be just former neighbors who had entered a period of awkward communication.
So if she, Geng Xiao, wanted to win Lin Mo's heart, she couldn't delay.
So Geng Xiao thought for a while and decided to first cater to his interests or build a good relationship with Chu Miaomiao to get closer to Lin Mo!
More people were surprised by Lin Mo's strength.
However, being good at one subject didn't mean being good at all. Everyone just looked at Lin Mo curiously.
A top student and a tough guy. He had the priority in choosing a partner.
Then Chen Xiaoya said, "Ying Wenshen, if you don't understand something, you can ask other classmates to teach you, or you can come to me alone. I won't take up everyone's time anymore."
After saying that, Chen Xiaoya turned around and left, leaving the time for the students.
In ordinary high schools, teachers break things down and feed them to you, but in key high schools, self - awareness is emphasized.
Those with self - awareness will naturally get better grades.
In high school, those with ambition will automatically strive for improvement.
Striving for self - improvement is the right way.
After Chen Xiaoya left, the class started to discuss heatedly again.
This made Ma Ruixiang stand up to maintain order and make everyone quiet down.
After all, if the dean came to check, the whole class might have to run laps in the dark.
Just last week, Class 17 in the back was making a ruckus, and as a result, the whole class was punished to run on the playground. They had to run ten laps and didn't stop until the end of the evening self - study.
So when Ma Ruixiang used this incident to warn the class, everyone quieted down.
Actually, Chen Xiaoya didn't go far. She directly walked into Class 7 next door.
A math teacher naturally wouldn't only teach one class.
As soon as she entered, she slammed the test papers down again. This time, she said right away,
"I'm really disappointed in your class. There isn't even one student who got 100 points in the whole class. There are two students in Class 8 who got 100 points. You should at least have one."

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transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!