Zhang Dagan took a deep breath to calm his excitement before speaking.
"I have here an essay written in classical Chinese. The content... I can't quite evaluate it. Come and take a look."
At Zhang Dagan's words, many of the examiners exchanged surprised glances.
"Is this for real? An essay written in classical Chinese? Who would dare to pull such a stunt? Do they really think a perfect score is that easy to get?"
"My guess is, some student is trying to take a shortcut or show off. Without real substance, they're just setting themselves up for failure."
Clearly, even if you write an essay in classical Chinese, scoring well isn't a given. In fact, you might end up with a zero.
But... after they read *Discourse on Teachers*, they were just as stunned as Zhang Dagan. The impact was beyond words.
"Holy crap! Did a student really write this?"
"Holy crap, I need to read this again!"
Zhang Dagan adjusted his glasses and said, "I could never write something this brilliant in my entire life."
The grading room erupted into chaos.
"Wait, could the student have copied this from the internet? Let's check... is it original or just a patchwork?"
One of the examiners spoke up calmly. If it was a patchwork, that would be one thing... but if it was original, the talent of the student who wrote this would be unimaginable!
Soon, the examiners started searching online, and what they found left them utterly shocked.
The repetition rate of the essay was less than 5%?
Which meant it was entirely original!
A student wrote this in classical Chinese during the exam?
That's terrifying!
For a moment, the examiners were at a loss, exchanging bewildered looks.
"What do we do? How many points should we give? Should we... give it a perfect score?"
A female examiner remained silent for a while before saying, "Let's call the team leader. This is beyond our authority."
And so, the grading team leader arrived shortly after.
He was an elderly man in his fifties, holding a thermos. As he walked into the room, he said, "Is it really as amazing as you all are making it out to be? A perfect score? You're all overreacting."
But five minutes later, even the team leader's expression changed.
"This... this was really written by a student?"
"Hold on... I need to make a call."
*Discourse on Teachers*, written by Han Yu, one of the Eight Great Prose Masters of the Tang and Song dynasties, is a timeless masterpiece!
This isn't just an essay; it's a microcosm of world culture.
Not giving it a perfect score would be a crime against reason!
In the end, after multiple evaluations, it was unanimously decided: a perfect score!
And the news even reached the education bureau. The shockwaves from *Discourse on Teachers* were just beginning.
...
Meanwhile, Jiang Che, the mastermind behind it all, was thrilled.
"This *Book of Mathematics and Logic* is truly a divine tool. It's like the ultimate upgraded version of Baidu!"
According to the system, mastering the *Book of Mathematics and Logic* would make him truly omniscient.
Even though it was only a fragment, the knowledge contained within far surpassed anything humanity could comprehend.
You could even find the complete proof of the Goldbach Conjecture in it.
Jiang Che could fuse with this fragment of the *Book of Mathematics and Logic* and become an omniscient being in human terms overnight.
But he chose not to. Who knows what kind of monster he'd become after fusing with it?
Omniscience implied a certain divinity, and the price of wielding such power would be losing much of his humanity—becoming cold, detached, and purely rational.
That wasn't what Jiang Che wanted. He had so many girls around him, and in the future, he could even enjoy eternal life with them.
If he couldn't indulge in his desires... he'd rather die.
"Still, this *Book of Mathematics and Logic* can be a useful tool."
Jiang Che smirked, thinking of Shen Yu.
This thing was practically tailor-made for Shen Yu. He had just been bragging to her, and now he had obtained this near-bug-level ability.
He quickly searched the *Book of Mathematics and Logic* and found answers to most of humanity's unsolved problems.
"Xiao Yu'er, you're not getting away this time. Hehehe~"
Jiang Che's laugh was downright sinister. He wasn't some grand visionary; he was more interested in girls than greatness.
Between omniscience and indulgence, he chose indulgence!
...
The Jiang household had been particularly lively lately.
Even Bai Jie, the little obsessive, had returned.
"Xiao Jie, did you steal my underwear before you left?"
Jiang Che glanced at the backpack behind Bai Jie. No doubt, it was filled with his personal undergarments.
Before she left, she had stolen seven or eight pairs of his underwear. Can you believe it?
Her obsessive tendencies were on full display!
Bai Jie didn't offer any explanation, just lowered her head, her hands clasped behind her back. Dressed in a floral sundress with twin tails, she looked every bit the innocent girl.
Jiang Che noticed that her style was becoming more and more like Yu Wan'er's.
Bai Jie's little schemes couldn't escape Jiang Che's sharp eyes. He reached out and gently pinched her cheek.
"There's no need to imitate others. You're you... and to me, you'll always be unique."
With that, Jiang Che leaned down and left a soft kiss on Bai Jie's smooth forehead.
"Oh~"
Bai Jie's mood brightened at Jiang Che's words.
She then took off her backpack and unzipped it.
"Jiang Che, I'm sorry... I took your clothes, but I washed them every time after using them."
Bai Jie was desperately trying to explain herself.
Jiang Che: "..."
Girl, you're not making sense. What do you mean by "every time after using them"? Explain that!
Looking at his underwear, now faded from excessive washing, Jiang Che was speechless. He couldn't even imagine what his clothes had been through.
"Jiang... Jiang Che, does... does what you said earlier count?"
Bai Jie stammered.
"What counts?" Jiang Che asked, puzzled.
"You said... not to imitate others, to embrace my true nature..."
"Yeah, that's right! Why should you imitate others?"
Clearly, Bai Jie was focused on the latter part—embracing her true nature!
Before Jiang Che could react, the girl threw herself into his arms, burying her face in his chest like a kitten reunited with its owner after a long separation. She wrapped herself around him like an octopus.
"Jiang Che, I missed you so much!!!"
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
