Chapter 424: Chapter 424 She Looks Pretty Good
Jiang Wei froze in place, utterly bewildered.
She shouldn’t have performed like this on the exam; she was the class genius, and her essays were always the class’s model.
Could it be that she messed up the earlier questions?
Impossible, she recalled the earlier content was fairly simple, and she hadn’t made any mistakes.
The homeroom teacher saw her like this, glanced at her test paper, and then looked away as if it hurt to keep looking.
She was a selfish person; looking at Jiang Wei’s essay, the homeroom teacher deeply felt that Jiang Wei had disgraced her.
The homeroom teacher called Jiang Wei’s name three times before Jiang Wei, feeling dazed, stood up to take her test paper.
Her hands and feet were a bit numb.
She vaguely heard others whispering, probably talking about how badly she had done...
The homeroom teacher ignored her, placed her test paper to the side, and continued reading aloud the results of others.
When it was Feng Yijin’s turn, the quiet girl sitting in the front row with her hair hanging down stood up and walked to the podium.
The class was in an uproar.
Jiang Wei hadn’t even returned to her seat. Hearing the sudden burst of murmurs, she thought they were still talking about her, and her heart skipped a beat.
Unexpectedly, everyone’s eyes were on Feng Yijin on the podium.
As Feng Yijin stepped onto the podium, she tucked one side of her hair behind her ear, revealing most of her face.
Her expression was cold, but differently from the previous kind of hostility—it was a cold elegance.
The key lay in the elegance.
She wasn’t dressed sloppily, nor wearing makeup, and the classmates suddenly realized she was actually quite a pretty girl.
Her skin was fair, her face petite, and without the messy hair and dark eyeliner, she exuded a jade-like grace.
"Is that Feng Yijin?"
"That’s Feng Yijin? I thought she was a new transfer student."
"Right, we were just wondering why the teacher hadn’t introduced a new transfer student."
"What’s her deal? Is she trying to stir up trouble again?"
Everyone was chattering away.
Bai Shaolin was also stunned.
She, like everyone else, hadn’t recognized Feng Yijin. The whole morning, the silent Feng Yijin had been sitting with her hair covering her face, so almost no one had seen her clearly.
Equally shocked was Chen Shen.
Chen Shen had always had a limited dislike for Feng Yijin, despite slapping her in front of Bai Shaolin.
Feng Yijin was indeed quite unsavory; anyone who dated her would probably feel embarrassed.
But for a teenage boy, the idea of "a girl having a crush on me" was exciting enough, regardless of what kind of monster or freak she was.
It was hard not to think about it.
Now, seeing Feng Yijin so neat and clean, Chen Shen was greatly surprised, while secretly pleased: "Did she become this beautiful for me?"
He could hardly contain his pride.
Li Ye, who had a crush on him, got first place in the whole school, and she wasn’t even on financial aid; and Feng Yijin, who had a crush on him, had also transformed completely.
These two things were enough for him to brag about to the boys for half a year.
Feng Yijin paid no heed to the class’s voices. She took her test paper and quietly returned to her seat.
Jiang Baocu, unable to hold back, said to Sheng Tang, "She’s actually pretty!"
"Yes, she is pretty," Sheng Tang replied.
Feng Yijin ignored everyone, returned to her seat, while Jiang Wei, on her way back to her seat, stumbled over her chair, making a loud noise.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.
Sheng Tang glanced over as well.
Jiang Wei’s eyes reddened, looking pitiful as she picked up her chair, then as she raised her head, she met Sheng Tang’s gaze.
Jiang Wei quickly lowered her head to conceal her inner malice and prayed in her heart, "Please, even if I did poorly, don’t let Sheng Tang do well!"
She stared at the score on her essay; her heart went cold: 30 points.
The full score for the essay section was 60, and she typically scored above 55.
But this time, she only got 30.
It meant that, in the eyes of the grading teacher, the essay of the class’s literary genius didn’t even pass.
