Realizing that his movement had attracted the gazes of the students around him, Bobby felt a flush of embarrassment. His mind was filled with doubt and confusion as he muttered, "A perfect score? This guy actually got a perfect score; what's going on here?" Bobby sat in his seat with a frown on his face, as he had just finished grading Rick's test paper.
With each correct answer confirmed, his heart felt more and more shocked.
When the final score was presented to him, he could hardly believe his eyes—a perfect score. Bobby knew that Rick's previous grades had been less than stellar, always at the bottom of the class, but now Rick had suddenly delivered a perfect answer sheet.
This confused Bobby, and he began to wonder if he had been mistaken or if Rick had cheated. A mixed emotion welled up in Bobby's mind. On the one hand, he was happy for Rick's progress because it meant that the class as a whole had improved; on the other hand, he felt a sense of pressure because Rick's sudden rise to prominence had undoubtedly brought him competition.
Rick scrutinized Bobbi's papers, knowing that Bobbi was at the top of the class and usually impeccable. However, as Rick's eyes swept over Bobby's answers, he noticed a small error. Bobby had made a mistake on one of the questions—a mistake that was subtle but enough to cost him a point.
Rick gave Bobby's paper a score of 99, with some regret in his heart. This question really wasn't a regular one; it required the student to have some creative thinking and sensitivity to details.
According to Bobbi's strength, this shouldn't have been a difficult problem, but it was obvious that even the best students might have inadvertently overlooked certain small details.
Holding Bobbi's test paper in his hand, his mind drifted back to the past, even though his gaze rested on those precise and unerring answers. He recalled his previous state when he was always overwhelmed in his studies, often miscalculating even the most basic and routine topics due to carelessness.
Now, he was able to easily see the hidden details and designs in the questions and even found mistakes on the test papers of school masters like Bobbi. This transformation shocked him. He couldn't help but ask himself in his mind, "Is this still me? I feel like I have a new brain altogether."
Rick closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm the excitement in his mind.
He knew that it was all thanks to the investment of skill points in the Wealth Redemption System that his learning power had taken a qualitative leap.
He felt like he had been given a brand new ability—an ability that made him comfortable in his studies. Ten minutes later, the professor stood in front of the classroom with his hands behind his back; his voice echoed in the classroom: "Please turn in all the test papers." With the professor's voice, the students got up and handed the test papers in their hands to the students in the front row, who passed them to the professor.
As the test papers accumulated one by one, the professor began to flip through them. His eyes were sharp and experienced, and he was able to quickly determine the approximate score of each paper. He was going to rank them in order from high to low scores, which was his usual practice to praise those students who had performed well.
The professor flipped through the papers while mentally evaluating the students' performance. Suddenly, his eyes rested on a piece of paper with 100 points written in the score column.
He couldn't help but have his pupils dilated as he was amazed by the neatness of the paper, the accuracy of the answers, and the clarity of the solutions. However, when the professor's eyes moved from the score column to the name column, his shock deepened further.
He had originally thought that the owner of this perfect answer sheet would be Bobbi, the school bully who had always been at the top of the class. But the reality was beyond his expectations; the name on the test paper was actually not Bobbi, but Rick. "Rick?" The professor mumbled the name in his mind, his brows slightly furrowed in disbelief.
In his opinion, Rick had always been a marginal figure in the class, with mediocre grades and few outstanding performances. But this test paper had completely overturned his previous perception.
The professor looked at the answers on the test paper while looking up at Rick. He couldn't believe that this former bottom student had delivered a perfect answer sheet. His mind was filled with doubts, "What the hell is going on here?"
The professor knew that Rick's previous grades had never been too good, and this perfect performance was completely out of his expectations. In the silence, the professor's voice broke the silence, and he questioned Rick in a stern tone, "Rick, what's going on with you? Did you peek at your classmates' test papers?"
The air in the classroom seemed to freeze in silence amidst the professor's stern questioning voice. This sudden questioning voice attracted the attention of classmates. They all turned their heads, their gazes focusing on Rick, confusion and surprise written on their faces.
The eyes of the students were focused on Rick like a spotlight as they exchanged words and whispered, trying to guess what was going on. Some of them looked puzzled, wondering why the professor suspected Rick of cheating, while others looked excited and curious about this sudden "show."
Rick stood up from his seat, his eyes open and honest, and he didn't look flustered or nervous in the face of the professor's questioning.
He replied calmly, "Professor, why would I peek? After all, you've been there to supervise, so if I were to peek or cheat, you would find out." His answer was simple and direct—no unnecessary defense, only the certainty of his innocence.
Rick's attitude was frank; his eyes met the professor's honestly, without any evasion. The professor froze slightly at Rick's answer, and he scrutinized Rick's eyes, trying to find a trace of deception in them. But Rick's eyes were firm and he did not hold back.
The professor's mind began to waver, and he realized that he might have been too hasty in his questioning. "You sit down, Rick." The professor finally said, a hint of reprieve in his voice. Rick nodded and sat back in his seat. The professor then faced the class, his voice once again saying, "Class, there was one person who received a perfect score on this raid."
The students' attention was immediately attracted, and their gazes coincidentally turned to Bobbi, the class's recognized bully, and it seemed that everyone thought that the perfect score this time was Bobbi's. However, the professor's next sentence silenced the entire classroom, followed by a slight commotion. "The person who got the perfect score is not Bobbi, but someone else." The professor announced. Surprised expressions appeared on the faces of the students as they began to exchange glances with each other, trying to guess who the mysterious perfect score winner was.