The afternoon subject was mathematics.
Class 1, No. 1 Exam Room.
There was still some time before the exam began. The students were reviewing—reading books, grinding through problems, memorizing formulas—trying not to miss a single test point.
Yet at the desks in the very center of the classroom, two boys were playing chess as if no one else existed.
With another move, Shan Kaiquan used his two rooks to checkmate Wang Longlong's Old General, forcing him into a dead end.
There was no chance of turning things around.
Shan Kaiquan burst into laughter. "Hahaha, who else? Who else?"
"Who else can fight me?"
His arrogant declaration shook the entire No. 1 Exam Room.
The students in No. 1 Exam Room heard those wild words and could not help looking his way.
Shan Kaiquan basked in his classmates' attention, and a surge of heroic pride rose within him.
The pride of winning, the thrill of desecrating the Experimental Class—stacked together, they twisted Shan Kaiquan's smile. It felt good. Too good! At last, he understood what it meant to stand at the peak of life.
Shan Kaiquan shouted, "I'll take on ten!"
The moment those words came out, light burst from Shan Kaiquan's eyes as he swept his gaze across the classroom.
His eyes carried aloofness, arrogance, and disdain, just as they had when he had looked down on the students sharing his exam room that morning.
So what if this was No. 1 Exam Room? Even though it was filled with the top students of the 123 Experimental Class, when it came to Chinese Chess, heh, they were nothing special.
Who could possibly defeat him? Xue Yuantong, ranked first in the exam room, and Jiang Ning, ranked second, were still absent.
Only Du Chuan, ranked third, was watching them.
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