Chapter 8

In the spacious阶梯教室, 8 classes from the Electrical Engineering Department, with 4 classes and 120 students sitting, 4 invigilators patrolled back and forth. A middle-aged teacher stood on the podium, reading out the examination rules.

When the test papers would be distributed, when they should be submitted, and that no papers could be submitted within the first 30 minutes of the exam—these were all standard procedures. These were all good students who were already familiar with the process, but the teacher still had to read them out helplessly.

The exam finally began.

Taking the English test again, something he hadn't done for years, Liu Meng frowned, his mind filled with "damn, damn, damn..."

Especially the listening section, which even American kids might not get right.

When everyone was busy with the listening section, Liu Meng started writing. The reading comprehension and cloze tests were no problem, and he could manage the essay, but the listening? He was completely clueless. He just smiled and filled in all the answers as B.

All done, he checked his watch, it was exactly 28 minutes. He stretched, waited quietly until the 30 minutes were up, and then submitted his paper and left!

At 2:30 PM, he was ready to submit his paper and leave, not wanting to stay a minute longer.

Everyone had just finished the listening section and was taking a breath before the next round of fighting when they saw someone submitting their paper. They rubbed their eyes, "Did I see that right? It's only been 30 minutes, and he's submitting his paper? This is the ultimate act of showing off!"

After all, to enter Bingcheng University of Technology, one had to be a top student from high school, scoring 60 points above the key undergraduate line, which was not easy to achieve. These top students took their grades very seriously.

Cheng Cheng saw Liu Meng submit his paper and thought, "Damn, this guy is really showing off. How many points can he get? I've been reviewing all summer, and I planned to submit my paper 30 minutes early to show off, but I didn't expect this Liu Meng to submit his paper just to show off, regardless of his score."

The leader, Deng Jinyao, played with his pen, bit it, and thought, "Liu Meng's English must be really bad, so he gave up. Hehe, this test feels good for me. If I do well, I might get into the fast class."

Dong Dong was very upset. "I'm a top student from Shandong, how could I fall so far behind? I have to study harder. Bingcheng University of Technology is full of hidden talents, the pressure is huge."

Gu Pan was doing the test when she heard the whispers. She looked up and saw Liu Meng, instantly feeling a surge of hatred. She thought, "That shameless guy, how does he even know my name? Oh, he's in the same major as me, probably in the class before or after mine. This guy must be mentally unstable, submitting his paper right after the listening section. What a show-off."

Liu Meng didn't care about the whispers behind his back. He walked confidently to the podium to submit his paper.

English teacher Yang Yun had just finished patrolling the exam room when she saw a student coming to submit his paper. She had been teaching English at Bingcheng University of Technology for 3 years, and she had never encountered such a situation. She stared at the student, who was dressed in a rustic style and had a carefree look in his eyes, and felt a bit unhappy. She took the test paper.

"Oh my God," she couldn't help but exclaim softly. The listening section was all B, and the rest was almost all correct. The essay was also decent.

The problem was that she knew the answers to today's listening section were mostly B. This student who submitted his paper after 30 minutes might score around 80 points!

What's going on with this guy... just lucky?

Although she was shocked, she remained calm on the surface. Yang Yun said softly, "It's still early, why don't you take it back and check it again?"

"No need, teacher, the more I change, the more mistakes I make," Liu Meng replied. "Can I go now?"

"Sure!" Yang Yun nodded, holding the test paper. She was curious, as this score would definitely get him into the advanced or fast class. But letting him in like this would be unfair to the students who studied hard.

Since she taught the regular class, if she moved this student to the regular class, he might become her student, and she could teach him properly.

She frowned deeply, thinking about how to reduce his score.

As soon as Liu Meng left the exam room, he let out a sigh of relief. "Damn, it's Yang Yun, that hyperactive woman. She was my English teacher before. She looks so thin, but her voice is so loud, like she has hyperthyroidism, always excited."

She was a difficult type to deal with. He had read somewhere that "a golden gun doesn't fight a rib," meaning that when you encounter a thin, hyperactive woman, you should stay far away.

Based on today's performance, he should be able to get into the fast class. Hopefully, he wouldn't have this woman as his teacher again. Once in the fast class, he would get 60 points for the final exam, ensuring a pass. With his other course strengths, he could easily be the top student and win scholarships as easily as drinking water.

After the English exam, as everyone left the exam room, the first thing they did was to discuss Liu Meng, who had become a bit of a sensation, increasing his fame.

When the leader and Dong Dong returned to the dorm, Liu Meng was lying on his bed, reading the manuscript of a novel he had written by hand over the summer, "Space Guardian." They were shocked when they saw it. No wonder it flopped; the novel started with the protagonist in his mother's womb and only reached the age of 5 by the 20th chapter.

It seemed his creation was really bad.

Dong Dong patted Liu Meng's bed and said, "Little brat, impressive, you submitted your paper so quickly. Did you do well?"

Since the dorm members had gathered, Liu Meng, who was over 2 years younger than the others, had been called "Little Brat" and was often referred to as "Little."

"Pretty good, I guess I'll just pass," Liu Meng replied nonchalantly.

The three of them were stunned. This was a level 4 test, and being able to pass meant he could pass the level 4 exam. They all thought he was really showing off.

The three from room 305 also came over, including Cheng Cheng, Lao Ma, and Jiang Weixin. These two were also unique. Later, they moved to the old campus, and the six of them shared a dorm, so they were very familiar with each other.

Jiang Weixin, a fake foreigner, a Korean-style handsome guy, and a tennis player, liked high-end sports, which naturally met all the conditions to attract girls.

He preferred violent girls and was the first to find a girlfriend in college. He also had a girlfriend back home who was retaking the year, so he was dating two girls at once.

He once had a public incident where he and his girlfriend slapped each other.

The most impressive thing was that his mother only spoke English to him, not Chinese, which made his English better than his Chinese. He could curse in English fluently, and he eventually went to the U.S. as he wished, and also broke up with his violent girlfriend as he wished.

Lao Ma, born in 1982, was 6 years older than Liu Meng, a generation gap. He was the oldest among the eight, but he liked to act young.

He had a rich personal history, having been expelled from Kyoto University. He was cunning and learned from past mistakes, prioritizing studies over love, and eventually achieved success in both studies and love.

He was only 167 cm tall, but his girlfriend was 168 cm, which was quite impressive. It made Liu Meng, who felt lost in college, want to retake his studies to follow Lao Ma's footsteps.

He was extremely introverted.

He couldn't take care of himself, never changing his sheets, and had a constant smell of sweat and other odors, which everyone understood.

When the guys came in, they couldn't help but tease Liu Meng, and the nickname "Liu Thirty" spread.

It was almost 10 PM, and the leader, Deng Jinyao, said, "Damn, everyone go to sleep. We have to get up early for the military training tomorrow. Don't forget to gather at the stadium."