Recording Accident

After Qin Ze finished speaking, he noticed that the genius contestants were either smiling, silent, or teasing.

The older ones were fine, brushing off his words with a laugh. But those aged fifteen to eighteen had their hands in their pockets and wore "cool" expressions, looking rather embarrassingly edgy.

Every one of them acted unbearably cocky. Especially when the host introduced their achievements—their proud expressions practically came with an intellectual-disability aura of condescension.

But they did have the right to act that way. Wasn't it only natural for top students to look down on underachievers?

Underachievers could only tremble beneath the rule of top students, watching them laugh and chat with the girls in class while fantasizing about the day they could show off like them.

As a veteran underachiever, Qin Ze understood that feeling better than anyone.

You desperately memorized vocabulary and drilled practice problems, while they only needed to properly finish the assignments the teacher gave them to crush you in minutes and get into Fudan University as easily as playing a game.

A prime example: the Whining Monster.

"Hahaha, Qin Ze is so funny."

"I didn't expect him to be so humorous. I wonder what he's like in real life."

"I'm kind of looking forward to the Ranking Game starting already. What rank do you think Qin Ze will get?"

"It'd be amazing if he made the top fifty."

"Don't be ridiculous. Top fifty? He should be thanking heaven if he makes the top eighty. Look at those people—their introductions just now, every single one was a top student."

Compared to the contestants, who were somewhat restrained in front of the cameras, the audience at the First Recording Site seemed much more relaxed, chatting among themselves.

The so-called ranking round was also an elimination round. There were