Chapter 4

On the sixteenth day of the first month, it was the start of school. Zhang Yunfeng was suddenly filled with confidence towards the final semester of his high school career and the upcoming college entrance examination.

Early in the morning, Zhang Yunfeng arrived at school on a bicycle with an empty backpack. According to the old custom, the first day of reporting for the new semester was to receive a new book and a new course schedule.

This high school was ranked among the best in the entire Jiangcheng and even in the entire Jiangjiang Province. Not only did it have the highest undergraduate degree in the entire province, the top scorer in the entire city, and even the top scorer in the entire province, often came from this high school, representing the highest teaching level in the entire Nanjiang Province. Zhang Yunfeng's cousin, Zhang Yunran, also studied at Jiangcheng First High School.

Previously, Zhang Yunfeng didn't have the chance to enter River City's number one high school to study. In the past, his score for the entrance exam was more than sixty points lower than River City's No. 1 Middle School's, so he didn't even have the chance to spend the sponsorship fee because he didn't have a strong network or a large amount of money. At the time, he could only enter the second-rate and third-rate high school in River City, and had no chance at all to enter this top high school in the entire province.

Until now, he still did not know what kind of relationship his honest parents used to bring him into this school. However, later on, he heard that it seemed to be the help of an old comrade of his father's in the army, but as for who it was, even Zhang Yunfeng was not sure.

His grades were at the bottom of the class, even that of the entire grade department. The homeroom teacher, Ma Fang, was very dissatisfied with him at the time, and thought that his existence had affected the average grade of his class. He had always been looking for opportunities to transfer Zhang Yunfeng to another school, but although Zhang Yunfeng's grades were not good, he did not cause any trouble in the school.

When he walked into the third class, many students had already arrived early, and were chatting about the winter vacation in their seats. In the middle school, most of the students kept their distance from Zhang Yunfeng, afraid that he would be called a degenerate because they were close to him. Therefore, Zhang Yunfeng did not have many friends in the class, and those who had good relationships with him were all those who had the lowest grades in the class.

As soon as Zhang Yunfeng entered, he instinctively looked towards the middle of the third row, searching for the beautiful figure that lingered in his mind throughout the entire winter vacation. Sure enough, she was quietly sitting there, holding an extracurricular book in his hand, reading with extreme concentration.

This girl's name is Su Noyan.

In the eyes of all the male students in the academy, Su Noyan was the only goddess. Her body was covered with all the imaginable halos: she had extremely beautiful facial features, was tall and outstanding, and her temperament was also extraordinary. She had always been the number one in the entire year, and it was said that her family background was quite good as well, in the eyes of the average person, she was bestowed by the heavens upon Su Nanyan, more than any other person.

Zhang Yun Feng habitually stole a glance at Su Noyan, but he did not expect her to suddenly shift her gaze from the book to the Zhang Yun Feng who was looking at him. She looked at him, and in that instant, Zhang Yun Feng quickly looked away, and his heart was beating faster.

"Yun Feng." Seeing Zhang Yunfeng walk in, Li Zekai, who was sitting beside him, stood up and waved at him.

Zhang Yunfeng was in the middle of his previous awkwardness and nervousness. When he saw Li Zekai calling him, he quickly greeted him and quickly walked towards the back.

The biggest reason was because these two were infamous brothers in the class. The last and last places in the class were occupied by the two of them in turns, and the homeroom teacher was worried that the two of them would affect the studies of the others. So he arranged the two of them to sit together at the last corner of the class.

Zhang Yunfeng came to his seat and just as he sat down, Li Zekai said with a worried expression, "Have you heard about it? This semester we're going to be separated! "

Zhang Yunfeng asked in surprise, "A division of classes? Didn't they already split up into Humanities classes in their second year of high school? There's only one semester left, why do we still have to split up? "

"You don't understand." Li Zekai said, "Don't we have 20 classes in our year? There are 5 in the liberal arts and 15 in science, you know that, right?"

"I know, what's wrong?" Zhang Yunfeng frowned and asked.

Li Zekai lowered his voice and said indignantly, "Damn it, in order to strengthen the atmosphere of the last semester of our senior year, this retarded school will have to separate the last few students in each class. We will have ten people in each class, and we will form Class 21. We will have another five people in each subject, and we will set up Class 22."

Zhang Yun Feng frowned, and said angrily: "Isn't this discrimination? Isn't it too much to take out students with poor grades and place them in the same class alone? "

"There's nothing we can do." Li Ze Kai curled his lips and said, "Students like us are the standard villains in front of every class teacher. If we are kicked out of the class, the class' average scores will not be held back, and after the college entrance exam, the class's teacher's performance evaluation will be calculated based on the undergraduate achievement rate and the duplicate admission rate. With us here, not only will their job title be affected, but their bonuses will also be affected."

Saying that, Li Zekai sighed, patted Zhang Yunfeng on the shoulder and said, "Brother, our class has to send out ten students at a time. Last semester's end simulation, I will be last place, and you will be second last.

He really hated how these teachers treated their students differently based on their grades. Before, it was all the teachers who wore tinted glasses to look at others, but now, even the school had publicly made such a decision. This clear discrimination was unacceptable.

It had only been a month and the top of Ma's head had already become smoother. He strode up to the podium, pushing the glasses on his nose and seeing that it was almost time for the class to arrive, he said, "Students, today is the start of the new semester, and the college entrance exam is also entering the final countdown period. In the last semester, I hope that everyone can put forth 200% of their energy into preparing for the college entrance exam and try to get a good result!"

With that, Ma Xiaoru continued, "The school will have some new policies for the new semester. Let's call out the names first, and after that, I will pass on the instructions from the school leaders."

Ma Xiaoru took out a namelist from the information in her hands and began to count the names according to it. There were eighty-three people in the class, Zhang Yunfeng was the eighty-two names, and Li Zekai was the last to be called.

Li Zekai said angrily, "Fuck, even the names are listed according to the results. It's obvious that they don't regard students with poor results as human beings!"

After the roll call, Ma finished, "Students, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, we will have our first mock exam for this semester. For this exam, the entire year will be taking place simultaneously, and for this exam, the first and second year departments will extend the opening of the school exam by two days, and the first and second year teachers will be overseeing the exam together with the third year staff. Each of these exams will be in accordance with the standard of the college entrance exam, and we will not be allowed to bring any books, materials, and communication tools.

The whole class let out a cry of surprise, they didn't expect that the new semester would start with the mock exam, and it was even so popular. It seemed that the school was going to create a high-pressure, high-intensity learning environment at the beginning of the new semester, and quickly pull the students out of the winter vacation.

Ma Fang signalled to all the students in the class to stop their discussion. He said with excitement, "This exam is of utmost importance to all the students because the results of this exam will determine whether each student is allowed to stay or not!"

While the whole class was still in shock, Ma Fang announced the school's division of classes policy. It was exactly as Li Zekai had said!

For a moment, the expressions and reactions of the students in the class could be said to be polarized.

Those who did not get into the bottom twenty were basically feeling excited and excited. To them, chasing out those students who did not have good results was an incomparably good thing. As for those students who did not get into the bottom twenty, they felt that they were in danger.

Although only the last ten students of the Humanities class were assigned to the first twenty-one classes, no one could guarantee that they wouldn't be included in the new round of mock exams.

Soon after, Ma Xiaochao called out the ten people who had the worst grades and went with him to the school warehouse to move the textbooks for the new semester. This made Li Zekai even angrier as he whispered to Zhang Yunfeng, "If you can't even let a student with poor results do physical labor, then this horse is not worth living!" "If I am assigned to Class 21, after I finish my job, I will definitely beat up Ma Dong to vent the hatred in my heart!"

Zhang Yunfeng looked at Li Zekai's furious expression and said helplessly, "Try your best in studying. If you can get a good grade on the exam, it will be a resounding slap in the face for the future of the horse!"

Li Zekai sighed and said, "What good result? I don't even know shit or how to learn. You and me are the same. The fate of Class 21 is something we can't escape."