Exam Papers

Ueno disappeared halfway there. Jilan and the others arrived at the study room specially prepared by Yaoyorozu, led by Tsukimi Machi. A long table large enough for more than a dozen people to dine together was placed in the center of the room.

After everyone was seated, Jilan took out several printed test papers from his handbag and distributed them to Kaminari, Ashido, Hagakure, and Sero, telling them to do the questions first and wait quietly for their master to arrive.

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Synopsis:

Toutiao: "Grandmaster Ma Breaks Through to Ninth Rank, Conquering the World!" "Grandmaster Ma Reaches the Pinnacle, Sweeping Across Eurasia!" "Chief Qiao Makes Another Move, Suspected to the Ninth-Rank Great Grandmaster Realm!" "The Stock Market God's Skill Remains Undiminished, Re-entering the Global Grandmaster Rankings Top Ten!"... Watching the news flash by, Fang Ping felt exhausted. This wasn't how things were going.

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Chapter One: The Script Is Wrong

April 5, 2008.

Saturday.

Classroom of Senior Three (4) at Yangcheng No. 1 High School.

Fang Ping spent half an hour finally confirming one thing: it wasn't a dream, and it wasn't filming—of course, if filming could make his classmates look young again, that production crew would be out of their mind!

After confirming his rebirth, Fang Ping felt a little uneasy for a moment, but then accepted it calmly.

As young people living in the new century, who hasn't had some experience of being reborn?

Even if you weren't reborn, there are tons of articles online; just by looking at them, you'll know that this is the ultimate magic weapon for short, ugly, and poor people to rise up and become rich and handsome!

Besides, I had no money and no girlfriend. Being reborn meant I could live for many more years without doing anything. No matter how you look at it, it wasn't a loss.

After finally enduring until the bell rang, the teacher, who seemed both familiar and somewhat unfamiliar, lingered for several minutes before reluctantly leaving.

As for the teacher's last words before leaving, Fang Ping simply assumed he had misheard them.

"Registration for the martial arts program starts next week. Students who are interested should prepare accordingly."

Fang Ping didn't take it seriously. He misheard it as "liberal arts" registration. College entrance exams are usually registered in advance, but the school usually handles it, so there's no need to remind him.

The crucial point is that Class 4 of Senior Three is a science class, which has nothing to do with humanities, right?

However, having experienced rebirth, Fang Ping no longer cared about such trivial matters.

At this moment, Fang Ping should be thinking about punching Jack Ma and kicking Ma Huateng.

Although 2008 was a bit late in the timeframe, the reborn shouldn't do something unexpected.

Can something truly be called a rebirth?

Or perhaps she should leave business and enter politics?

Fang Ping was secretly making plans in his mind, and had no interest in chatting with the classmates around him.

These young people could never have imagined the grand goals they held in their minds: from this day forward, we are no longer from the same world!

Just as Fang Ping was laying the groundwork for his future, Yang Jian, the tall and burly student in the front row, suddenly turned around and asked, "Fang Ping, Chen Fan, are you going to sign up?"

Fang Ping had a deep impression of Yang Jian, not because Yang Jian was exceptionally handsome.

The key point is that after graduating from university, at a high school reunion, Yang Jian Fang Ping, who had just graduated, had grown a full beard, almost making Fang Ping think that Yang Jian's father had also come to the reunion.

From then on, Fang Ping never forgot this bearded classmate; his features were too distinctive.

Lost in thought, Fang Ping didn't immediately respond.

Fang Ping's deskmate, Chen Fan, who was jokingly called one of the "Pingfan Duo" by his classmates, shook his head and said, "I'm not signing up. It's just a waste of money."

"Registration costs 10,000 yuan, and you're guaranteed to fail. With that much money, you could easily cover your living expenses and tuition for a year of university."

Yang Jian sighed, "That's true, but I'm still unwilling to give up. If I don't try, I'm afraid I'll regret it for the rest of my life."

Yang Jian's deskmate, also a boy whose name, Fang Ping, was a bit unclear, turned and joined the discussion, saying with a somber expression, "This is our only chance to rise above our circumstances, but unfortunately, it has nothing to do with us."

The three sighed and expressed regret, leaving Fang Ping completely bewildered and confused.

Sign up?

The teacher just mentioned "liberal arts" enrollment?

The registration fee is 10,000?

This was in 2008. If I remember correctly, the price of housing in Yangcheng's urban area was only around 4,000 yuan per square meter at that time. Why would exam registration cost so much?

These guys weren't wrong, were they?

Or perhaps I was scammed?

Just as Fang Ping was about to interject with a question, his deskmate Chen Fan adjusted his glasses and said with a resolute expression, "Even if you don't take the martial arts exam, but instead take the humanities exam, it doesn't necessarily mean you'll never amount to anything!"

There are also martial arts training classes in society. After we graduate and earn money, we can continue our studies.

Even if they're not as good as martial arts students, at least there's still hope!

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian's deskmate excitedly exclaimed, "That's right! If you get into a prestigious liberal arts university, your starting salary won't be low!"

"I still want to give it a try..." Yang Jian hesitated. His family was relatively well-off, and he was physically strong. He wouldn't be satisfied if he didn't give it a shot.

Chen Fan and Yang Jian didn't stop him from trying. Although the chances were slim, the opportunity was right in front of them, and some people were unwilling to give up.

Although everyone was still young, they understood that if they tried to dissuade Yang Jian at this point and he missed the opportunity, they would become enemies.

The three were talking animatedly, but Fang Ping was completely bewildered.

What's going on?

Swallowing hard, Fang Ping looked at the three of them for a while, but seeing no sign of joking or teasing, he Fang Ping realized something was amiss.

Just as I was about to ask a question, someone interrupted me again.

At the desk next to Fang Ping and his friends, two boys were originally whispering to each other, but now they probably felt that the discussion wasn't as interesting with fewer people around.

Once Fang Ping and his group quieted down, a guy with a buzz cut at the next table asked excitedly, "Yang Jian, Chen Fan, did you guys read the news online last night?"

Yang Jian and his companion shook their heads. With the college entrance exam just around the corner, their families were very strict, so they had no time to go online.

Seeing that the two were unaware, Fang Ping and the other boy were also bewildered. The boy with the buzz cut immediately laughed and said, "What a pity!"

Big news broke last night!

Did you know?

Grandmaster Ma has broken through to the Eighth Rank!

Grandmaster Ma is not yet 40 years old, but he is already the number one martial arts expert among the younger generation.

Yesterday, Penguin Group officially issued a challenge to Google's Asia-Pacific president, the Eighth Rank Taimu!

"What?"

"Really?"

"Grandmaster Ma has broken through to the Eighth Rank? Didn't he only break through to the Seventh Rank a few years ago?"

"Unbelievable!"

"Zhang Hao, tell me quickly, is this a public challenge or a private one?"

"I really want to watch the battle of the Eighth Rank, but unfortunately we're not qualified to spectate it..."

High school seniors, with the college entrance exam approaching, don't usually go online after school, so although the news that broke last night caused a sensation, not many people in the class knew about it.

The crew-cut guy, Zhang Hao, had just spoken quite loudly.

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Before Fang Ping and his group could even respond after he finished speaking, the students nearby who had overheard him became excited.

Zhang Hao, basking in the joy of being the center of attention, exclaimed with delight, "It's true!"

Grandmaster Ma has truly broken through! Not just us, who in the whole world would believe he could break through to the Eighth Rank so quickly?

So when the challenge was issued, the whole world was shocked!

If Grandmaster Ma defeats Taimu this time, Penguin Group will be able to make a major foray into Asian countries and become one of the dominant groups in Asia!

In a few years, once Grandmaster Ma breaks through to the Ninth Rank, Penguin Group will become one of the world's leading conglomerates!

"My god, that's too fast! Eighth-Rank Grandmaster Realm!"

"Has the Grandmaster Rankings been updated? Grandmaster Ma is about to break into the top thirty!"

"Get lost, get lost. Top 30? If you ask me, top 20 is no problem."

"That can't be right. Grandmaster Ma just broke through; how could he rise to the top twenty so quickly? Unless he defeats Taimu, he still has a chance."

At this point, the students were already discussing among themselves, and everyone's eyes revealed excitement, admiration, agitation, and longing.

Even the girls were no exception at this time.

The only exception in the entire class was Fang Ping.

At this moment, Fang Ping's mind was completely blank, his face was full of confusion, and he was completely dumbfounded.

What's going on?

He understood everything everyone said, and he could recognize every single word written down.

But why, when they're put together, can he not understand a word?

Who is Grandmaster Ma?

He certainly knew about Penguin Group; back in 2008, Penguin Group was already a dominant force in the IT industry.

He knows Google; it would be strange if he didn't.

Does Zhang Hao mean that Tencent and Google are competing in business?

But why... why does it feel so out of place!

Fang Ping's throat bobbed again, and he felt his lips were terribly dry. Something seemed off about this script!

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