Right, they'd fought!
There was no way Wang Yue's high-school knowledge could be faked. The two girls racked their brains, but no matter how difficult a question they came up with, they couldn't stump him. They had to admit that Wang Yue really was an Academic God.
The girls had indirectly helped Wang Yue prove his ability, and the other students watching were convinced, too. After all, he'd handled everything so effortlessly in front of top students like Qiao Yingzi and Huang Zhitao. He could only be better than both of them.
In fact, it wasn't just the students who had doubts about Wang Yue's sudden improvement. Even the teachers were wondering about it.
Some said he'd crammed all summer. Others suspected he'd cheated, or that the test questions had been leaked. But none of those explanations held much water.
Li Meng, Wang Yue's homeroom teacher, wasn't surprised by his excellent results. Before the exam, he'd confidently declared that he'd come first. And before high school, he'd always ranked near the top, with a lead of dozens of points over the student in second place.
In Teacher Li's view, it was perfectly normal for boys' grades to fluctuate. Some small thing could cause their scores to drop—just look at Fang Yifan. Then some small thing could spur them to work hard and catch up again, as Wang Yue had done.
Yes, in Teacher Li's view, Wang Yue's little motivation was A Little Thing Called First Love.
If you wanted to catch up with a top female student, you had to become a top student yourself. It made perfect sense. Of course, that all depended on having a sufficiently clever brain. Wang Yue had ranked near the top before high school, which clearly showed that he had the brains for it.