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Some people even uploaded photos and videos of Chen Zhao memorizing the Great English-Chinese Dictionary online, which unexpectedly became a minor sensation.

Most netizens held a contemptuous attitude towards Chen Zhao's behavior:

"Oh, memorizing a dictionary, do you really think you're Superman?"

"He's a senior in high school and still so foolish. He should repeat next year and go to senior year four!"

"His grades must be terrible, he's gone mad from the pressure, and he's lost his mind."

"A dictionary has over a thousand pages. By the time he finishes memorizing it, he won't have time for anything else in his life."

"He's just an idiot. Even if you gave him ten years, he wouldn't be able to memorize it!"

However, soon someone posted Chen Zhao's previous exam results online. He scored an astonishing 703 points. Except for English, which was a relatively low 110 points, all other subjects were full marks or close to full marks.

Those who had previously bashed Chen Zhao online were stunned:

"Holy crap, he might not be Superman, but he's a genius!"

"Awesome, this kid is a potential Tsinghua or Peking University student!"

"I just said this kid had lost his mind, and then the report card came to slap me in the face... But I still can't understand memorizing a dictionary. Maybe geniuses are just incomprehensible."

"I have a vague feeling... For others, memorizing a dictionary is foolish behavior, but this kid might actually be able to memorize part of it..."

However, Chen Zhao remained completely unaware of this. There were many new things on the internet, and soon the photos of him memorizing the dictionary were forgotten by netizens.

On Monday afternoon, Chen Zhao received a bank transfer notification. It was a manuscript fee of 8848 yuan from the Baicheng Times, which smelled very good. This further solidified Chen Zhao's idea of writing articles to make money. In his previous life, Chen Zhao had memorized many ancient poems and prose, which did not exist in this world, so these articles became treasures known only to him. Although these articles were not his original creations, as long as they could make money, he wouldn't care.

Moreover, thinking about the wonderful ancient poems from his previous life, it would be a great loss to the literary world if they were lost. Chen Zhao could reproduce these articles in this world, which could be considered a contribution to culture.

However, he couldn't start writing yet because the system's task for Chen Zhao was to become a popular streamer first.

As for what the standard for a popular streamer was, and how popular was considered popular, Chen Zhao was not clear. He just had to stream.

Every evening, Chen Zhao would go home and stream one to three games. Most of the time, he teamed up with Little Bamboo Shoot. Little Bamboo Shoot had really latched onto Chen Zhao's coattails, waiting for him every evening. As soon as Chen Zhao logged in, she would send a team invitation.

After streaming for a week, Chen Zhao's follower count grew rapidly, exceeding 100,000. His daily streaming income could also reach over a thousand yuan. Of course, this thousand yuan was under normal circumstances; it didn't exclude the occasional wealthy patron who might happily give thousands in one go!

Now Chen Zhao was completely out of money worries. He transferred ten thousand yuan to his family, claiming it was the manuscript fee from his previous newspaper publication.

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He also paid the rent to Deng Zixin. Deng Zixin reminded him to study hard, and Chen Zhao nodded obediently.

In the blink of an eye, it was the weekend, and it was time for the weekly exam again.

This time, Chen Zhao was able to enter the first examination room. As the top student in the grade, he naturally sat in the first seat by the classroom door. Everyone else in the examination room took a special look at Chen Zhao's face when they entered. After all, Chen Zhao had no prior fame, and the top students didn't recognize him. A strange person who suddenly appeared as the top student in the grade and memorized the Great English-Chinese Dictionary all day long naturally had to be seen.

Zhao Xiaobai was happy to see Chen Zhao sitting by the door and extended her fair little hand.

Chen Zhao was stunned for a moment and shook her hand.

"Congratulations on becoming number one!" Zhao Xiaobai said with a smile.

"Thank you!" Chen Zhao smiled, thinking that Zhao Xiaobai was quite cute.

The top students nearby were a bit surprised, not understanding why Zhao Xiaobai and Chen Zhao seemed like old acquaintances. Many people had tried to strike up a conversation with Zhao Xiaobai and failed, yet she was so friendly with Chen Zhao. Many couldn't imagine that they had even eaten together before.

The first subject was math, which was as simple as usual. Chen Zhao finished it in just one hour, checked it twice, and confirmed that he could get full marks this time. Then he handed in his paper.

The top students in the same examination room were shocked again. They had only just reached the second major problem. As expected of the top student in the grade, their problem-solving speed was simply a crushing victory!

The second subject was Chinese. This time, the Chinese exam paper was clearly much more difficult than the previous one. Perhaps because a full score appeared last time, the teachers on the exam committee felt ashamed, so they drastically increased the difficulty. Chen Zhao also started to struggle.

The essay was a discussion on the issue of "phone addicts." This time, there were no ancient texts to draw upon, as mobile phones were not popular in ancient times, and no ancient people had written about phone addicts. Helplessly, Chen Zhao had to grit his teeth and write, drawing inspiration from the full-score essays he had read before and improvising.

As he improvised, Chen Zhao felt himself starting to go off track. After finishing, Chen Zhao read it through and sighed deeply. He had messed up the essay this time!

After the exam, he would have to practice writing a few more essays to improve his writing skills, Chen Zhao thought to himself.

Today was the day he had agreed to meet Deng Tiejun. After the exam, Chen Zhao hurried home, took a shower, and changed into his most presentable outfit... a fake Adidas tracksuit, then messaged Deng Zixin.

"When are we going to see your father? I'm ready."

After a few seconds, Deng Zixin replied, "Come up."

Chen Zhao nervously went upstairs and knocked on Deng Zixin's door. The other security doors in this building were old-fashioned, but Deng Zixin's house had a brand-new fingerprint lock and a rosewood door, exuding a sense of luxury. As expected, the landlord's place was different, even the main door was grand!

Chen Zhao knocked politely, three even knocks.

With a "click," the door opened from the inside, and Chen Zhao was stunned.

Deng Zixin had just finished showering and was standing at the door wrapped in a white bathrobe, her wet hair still dripping water. Her face, flushed from the hot water, was fair, and her slender neck was like a swan's. Unwiped water droplets still clung to her beautiful cheeks. Chen Zhao smelled the fragrant scent and felt a little fluttery. No wonder the perfume market had an annual turnover of hundreds of billions; the scent of women was indeed enough to make one's throat tighten...

"Wait on the sofa for a moment. I'll change and we'll go. My dad has been waiting for a long time," Deng Zixin turned and walked towards the bedroom. "Come in and close the door."

Chen Zhao entered the house and closed the door. Deng Zixin's home was nothing like the rented apartment he lived in. The decoration was too exquisite, and even the grain of the wooden floor exuded expense. The TV on the wall was surprisingly large, possibly 100 inches. Chen Zhao sat obediently on the soft leather sofa and waited. There were lychees, mangoes, and pears on the coffee table. They looked fresh, and Chen Zhao really wanted to eat them, but he felt it would be undignified to start eating fruit as soon as he sat down, so he resisted.

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