Hearing the female student's comment, Christian stopped grinning immediately. He didn't realize his innocent smile appeared stupid to others.
'It seems they really don't have much of an aesthetic sense.'
While muttering to himself and thinking about what they said, Christian recalled how he'd occasionally overheard his classmates mentioning him when he got perfect marks previously. But something like today, where they so clearly pointed fingers at him, was a first.
While he didn't care about them, he still briefly entertained the idea of face-slapping them, though he ultimately decided against it. However, Christian couldn't help but think that the math teacher deserved a similar taste of being pointed at like this later.
After the little episode of overhearing his classmates' chatter, the school day continued, indifferent to everyone's feelings.
And finally, it was time for the math class, or more accurately, the math exam.
After entering the class, the math teacher said a few words, explaining how this exam was a repeat of the previous one, along with some other details, while also giving him a sharp glare.
He also introduced another teacher, who had come specifically for Christian.
But Christian wasn't fazed at all; he simply glanced at the exam sheet in front of him.
Christian immediately realized that this exam was much harder than the previous one, and even the final exam might not be this difficult.
Shrugging, he started solving the problems anyway, finishing them quickly and easily.
But after he finished the exam in short time and looked at the other teacher in front of him, he noticed the teacher was staring at him oddly.
Christian ignored him and thought about the something he had just remembered today. Or was reminded of.
And now he had another justification, or more like an excuse: with this new exam, many students would hold a grudge against him, even if it was for a petty reason like the exam being difficult.
So if something happened, it could serve as a cover for him, even if it was only a flimsy one. It was still better than nothing.
Most importantly, he wanted to believe that not everything about the exam today was bad, and there was a saving grace in it.
...
Two days passed.
Even during these past two days, nothing of importance happened. The murmurs about how he cheated and his suspension, which had been posted on the notice board apparently, had died down. Most students were now focused on their school life as the final exams were near.
And today, even by the end of classes, no scores for the math exam were announced. So Christian finally decided to go ahead with his plans.
He first deleted everything related to the school, including his searches, hacking activities, and other files from his computer.
He removed everything related to program hacking from his computer. He even considered breaking it and buying a new one, but feared it might have the opposite effect. So, in the end, he decided against it.
Luckily, the digital textbooks he bought online before were all about trading, and for his bodybuilding, he hadn't purchased any programming books yet. He had opted to obtain those through hacking.
He also decided that the best time to execute his plan would be tomorrow, just a few minutes before the fourth class ended, which would be followed by the lunch break. He considered this timing to be the most appropriate.
After ensuring everything he had prepared was correct, Christian set it up to be sent to all the school staff accounts, the school website, and all the students. He also arranged for the announcement to appear on all possible screens in the school, including an audio announcement, timed for when he would be in class with everyone else, giving him an even stronger alibi.
While he knew it was impossible for his actions to be traced back to him, it was always better to be more careful.