The Final Winner

It was nearly eight o'clock in the evening, and the riverside breeze blew wantonly, while the distant lights shone brightly, scattered in an orderly fashion.

Zhuge Linghao had seemed very anxious these past few days; he hadn't slept well, and his dark circles were heavy.

He was slumped on a bench, trying to drown his sorrows with soda, and the exam was tomorrow!

Suddenly, footsteps came from behind him.

The scruffy-looking Zhuge Linghao turned his head and asked the blue-haired girl in confusion, "Did Ryuen send you?"

"What if he did? What if he didn't?" Ibuki Mio replied calmly.

"So, what do you want?"

"Nothing, I just happened to be passing by."

"But I still want to confirm, are you serious about that decision?"

"Of course, don't you think it's the best strategy?"

"The best strategy? Don't joke around!"

Ibuki Mio said with disdain, "You actually wanted to gather all the classes in the first year, crowdfund points, and then propose to the school to designate a specific test paper for this Midterm Exam?"

Zhuge Linghao's face twisted, looking like a madman as he said, "This is the ideal of us underachievers! What's wrong with it? We write the easiest test paper, memorize the easiest answers, and everyone can get a high score!"

"Ridiculous! Do you think the upper classes would allow such a thing to happen? Why would Class D deserve to get 100 class points? To be honest, you defective products in Class D only deserve 0 points!"

"It seems you aren't as smart as the rumors say, Zhuge-kun!"

After saying this, Ibuki Mio glanced at the utterly defeated Zhuge Linghao and quickly returned to the dormitory.

Sitting on her mat, Ibuki Mio dialed Ryuen's number: "I probed him, that decision was indeed proposed by Zhuge Linghao. However, he is decadent now and poses no threat at all."

Ryuen replied, "Understood."

At exactly eight o'clock, Zhuge Linghao's phone pinged.

Zhuge Linghao toyed with his phone and sent three messages in a row.

The day the Midterm Exam results were announced.

Kushida Kikyo sat quietly in her seat, but her back radiated an eerie aura.

During the homeroom period, Chabashira-sensei projected everyone's grades.

Zhuge Linghao scanned the report card casually; no surprises!

He had intentionally controlled almost every subject to be around 21st in the class, except for the 100 in math.

At the same time, he also glanced at Sudo Ken's score.

Well, how should I put it? The red-haired guy's grades could only be considered average; he shouldn't be expelled.

On the podium, a very happy Chabashira smiled and said, "Congratulations to everyone for doing well. I admit you have made progress! There are no failing grades in this Midterm Exam!"

"Also, take a look at the class points."

Zhuge Linghao looked closely, and some bold text was clearly written on the projected screen.

Class A: 940cp + 64cp = 1004cp

Class B: 650cp + 13cp = 663cp

Class C: 490cp + 0cp = 490cp

"Class C added 0cp?" Horikita furrowed her delicate brows.

Chabashira-sensei deliberately created suspense by putting her own class's points on the next page of the PPT.

The students below were both nervous and expectant!

Chabashira-sensei scanned the room, then called out to Zhuge Linghao and asked, "How many points do you think the class will get?"

The bewildered Zhuge Linghao stood up and said with a shameful expression, "Uh? Asking me? I'm quite confident; I think we can get 100 points!"

At this moment, the classroom was filled with laughter, and someone even chimed in from below, "I also think we can get 100 points!"

"I agree! The bolder the person, the greater the harvest!"

"Black-haired Boy, I support you this time!"

Listening to the shouts of the idiots around her, Horikita shook her head three times, [Class A only added 64 points, and Class C added 0? How could our class possibly add 100?]

It was even more absurd than a sow climbing a tree!

[And this time the test paper...]

Chabashira-sensei tapped the blackboard and said, "Alright, no more suspense!"

"Please look at the PPT."

Class D: 0cp + 100cp = 100cp!

Horikita's pupils dilated, and she couldn't believe it, asking three soul-searching questions: [How is this possible? How was it done? Who is the mastermind behind this?]

With that, she slowly shifted her gaze toward Zhuge Linghao: "Did you do this?"

Zhuge Linghao was full of question marks: "Suzune-chan, what are you talking about? But this time, it's all thanks to Kushida!"

Horikita Suzune asked in confusion: "What does this have to do with Kushida?"

"Although the past exam papers she provided yesterday were very valuable for reference, this exam was completely different from previous years!"

This time it was Zhuge Linghao's turn to be confused: "Wait, didn't you receive a message from Kushida after eight o'clock last night?"

"What message?"

Zhuge Linghao suddenly slapped his forehead; he had forgotten that Horikita Suzune didn't have Kushida Kikyo's contact information!

Zhuge Linghao had no choice but to take out his phone, open the most recent text message, and say to Ayanokoji Kiyotaka: "Ayanokoji, you received it too, right?"

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka first gave Zhuge Linghao a deep look, then nodded and said: "I received it."

And so, Ayanokoji also opened the latest message.

Two phones were placed in front of Horikita Suzune, both displaying the same text message: Good evening! Students, sorry to bother you! This is Kushida Kikyo. Just now, I managed to get my hands on the actual questions and answers for this Midterm Exam! It's time for a limited-time flash sale; within half an hour, each student only needs to spend 5,000 points to perfectly breeze through this Midterm Exam! Besides, I've asked the teacher, and as long as the average score for this Midterm Exam is significantly higher than the quiz, there's a great chance of getting 100 class points, which is equivalent to 10,000 personal points per person. It's a guaranteed profit! Please buy quickly, as this offer won't last!

Horikita looked thoughtful: Could it be that Kushida did this? Is she really leading Class D to rise up?

At the same time, the long-silent system sound suddenly rang out, giving Zhuge Linghao a start.

[Ding, detected 39 points of emotional value generated by Year 1 Class A, 40 points from Year 1 Class B, 40 points from Year 1 Class C, and 1 point from Year 1 Class D.]

Looking at the strange data on the panel, Zhuge Linghao rubbed his chin. Could it be that two people...

By the riverside.

Dim streetlights illuminated two figures.

The darkened version of Kushida and the high-spirited Zhuge Linghao stared at each other.

The darkened Kushida tried her best to remain calm: "Where did you get the actual questions and answers?"

Zhuge Linghao said with a grin: "Don't! Even! Try! To! Claim! Credit!"

"Then why did you want me to forward that message to the class?"

"Because only you have the contact list for the whole class. It's great that everyone in the class earns a net profit of 5,000 personal points now. Besides, it's not like there's no reward for helping me; you just need to transfer 145,000 points to me now!"

Gritting her teeth, Kushida Kikyo really couldn't understand Zhuge Linghao's actions and could only helplessly transfer the personal points.

"Alright, stop overthinking it, go wash up and get some sleep!"

After Kushida Kikyo left, a happy Zhuge Linghao started doing a charming, spicy dance on the spot!

3 days before the exam.

Zhuge Linghao renewed his Actor Experience Card for three consecutive days.

First, Zhuge Linghao asked Ayanokoji for the Midterm Exam papers from previous years!

He lied, claiming he hadn't been feeling well lately and needed to start memorizing the answers a few days in advance.

Looking at Zhuge Linghao, whose face was as pale as paper, Ayanokoji didn't think much of it and gave the past exam papers to him.

Holding the papers Ayanokoji had given him, Zhuge Linghao wasted no time in finding Chabashira-sensei and immediately reported that someone was leaking the exam questions.

Consequently, Zhuge Linghao requested a change of questions!

Chabashira-sensei was naturally not that easy to fool; after all, the teachers had long known that groups of students were secretly trading exam papers.