Top Ten Scholars

Ao Xinghao stood beside Qin Xin in a lazy, slouching posture, a blade of unknown grass dangling from his lips as he cast a provocative look at the instructor.

The height difference between him and Qin Xin made her appear all the more petite, while he looked every bit the dark knight protecting a flower.

The female students from Class 1 and Class 2 watched this scene with a hint of envy in their eyes!

Qin Wenrou also looked over with curiosity; God Ao was usually so aloof that she had been ignored every time she tried to strike up a conversation, yet now he was actually standing up for an ugly freak?

This was a bit baffling.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Gou Dachun found it hard to save face.

The matter of "writing his name backward" was something he had just blurted out on a whim, and it wasn't until his colleagues in the office mocked him that writing his name backward made it "Stupid Big Dog" that he realized what he had said.

However, so what? Lan Qingxin was a bottom-tier student who always ranked last; it was impossible for her to pass the final exam, so he certainly wouldn't have to write his name backward. What was there to fear?

Thinking of this, Gou Dachun regained some confidence and cleared his throat: "That's right, I'm just motivating the students' fighting spirit. Is there a problem with that?"

Ao Xinghao rested his long, slender arm on the lab bench next to Qin Xin, his lips curling into a lazy, wicked, and roguish smile: "No problem at all..."

He drew out the tail of his sentence, turned his head, and announced to everyone: "Come on then, if we're going to bet, let's bet big!"

Gou Dachun felt a vague sense of foreboding: "..."

The students grew excited: "How shall we bet?"

Ao Xinghao: "If student Xiao Qingxin passes her final exam, our Instructor Gou writes his name backward, and those who bet on her get a ten-to-one payout. Conversely, you pay out the same!"

Everyone began to count on their fingers:

"If I bet one hundred, does that mean I'll get back one thousand?"

"Damn, you cheapskate, if you're going to bet, bet big! Can't you afford to put up a thousand?"

"But what if I lose? Wouldn't I have to pay out ten thousand?"

"Lose, my ass. Do you really think that ugly freak can pass?"

"That's true..."

Everyone was eager to try.

While they were talking, Ao Xinghao had already opened a thread on the academy forum, tossed up a QR code, and started taking sign-ups.

Someone actually bet a thousand!

Several others followed with bets of a few hundred.

Of course... they were all betting that Lan Qingxin would fail.

Gou Dachun felt relieved: "Alright, alright, play after class if you want, don't do it during my lecture..." Though he said that, he didn't actually stop them.

After all, the more people who placed bets, the more it proved that the bold statement he had made earlier was correct.

With the bets placed, everyone felt that looking at the anatomical specimens wasn't so boring anymore.

A group of people quickly gathered around Qin Wenrou:

"Wenrou, I heard your family is a medical dynasty. You must be so familiar with these bones and such, so you're a shoo-in for a perfect score on the anatomy final, right?"

"That goes without saying! Our Wenrou is one of the top ten academic stars in the academy, and the number one among the girls!"

"Our Wenrou is also the academy beauty! When the school-wide vote for campus beauty happens next semester, Wenrou will definitely be number one!"

"You Class 2 students should just envy us. We have the number one academy beauty, while you only have the number one academic failure, hahaha!"

Qin Wenrou smiled bashfully: "You all are too kind. I'm not that amazing; as for the academy beauty title, I have to thank everyone for their votes."

As she spoke, she modestly raised her eyes to look in Lan Qingxin's direction and said with a sincere expression—