Big Shot's Reincarnation Sweeps the World

Chen Lan took a closer look and froze.

Sheng Yang’s score is…89 points?!

As everyone knew, the perfect score for Chinese was 150 and 90 points was just a pass.

She had once said that she wasn’t good at Chinese. It seemed it was true, but Chen Lan was surprised that Sheng Yang was actually so poor at Chinese. This would seriously affect her total score.

Li Mei felt satisfied upon seeing Chen Lan’s startled expression.

It seemed that this mathematics genius of Class 7 was just a flash in the pan.

How could she compete with Han Jingyu if she did so poorly in Chinese? She simply couldn’t impose any threat to Han Jingyu.

“Ms. Chen, pay more attention to Sheng Yang,” Li Mei said sincerely as she acted worried although she was laughing in her heart.

Chen Lan looked at the score sheet in shock and couldn’t look away. She was very worried about Sheng Yang.

How could she make up for her overall score if her base was so poor?

“Alas, you’d better give her a hand.” Li Mei sighed and returned to her seat. Sitting at her desk, she felt very happy and planned to add another Chinese quiz this week.

Hearing that there was another Chinese test, the students of Class 7 all complained.

What was even more annoying was that they shared the same Chinese teacher with Class One, but only they had to take the exam.

But Li Mei was very high-handed, and no one could stop her!

In Class One, Sheng Yue also heard about Sheng Yang’s Chinese score. Now a lot of people were watching Sheng Yang’s every move because she attracted too much attention with such a gorgeous face and shockingly good scores in mathematics. She even beat Han Jinyu on the last math exam, which never happened before.

He Yuan told Sheng Yue about this score as a joke to please her.

Upon hearing that, Sheng Yue just blinked, deadpan. “Oh, that’s a pity.”

“Yes! With a Chinese score of 89, she can’t even score in the top 100 of the grade,” He Yuan said smugly.

“Oh, it’s a pity that I have to practice with Han Jingyu now. Otherwise, I could’ve helped her,” Sheng Yue said softly. “You know, I’m too busy.”

“Pft, why would you bother to help her?” Spotting Han Jingyu standing at the door of the classroom, He Yuan hurriedly pushed Sheng Yue gently and jested, “Yueyue, come on. Han Jingyu is waiting for you.”

Sheng Yue glanced at Han Jingyu who was standing at the door and blushed shyly. Then she said to He Yuan, “I have something to attend to. See you.”

“Go ahead.” He Yuan laughed. Then watching Sheng Yue and Han Jingyu leaving together, she sighed sourly. “Well, she’s really lucky.”

Han Jingyu was the Prince Charming of literally every girl in their class, but not every girl was lucky enough to get close to Han Jingyu. She didn’t even have a chance to talk to him.

**

After school, Sheng Yang got in a familiar car.

After the car started to move, Sheng Yang began to read a book about ancient Chinese literature on her lap with great relish. It was full of obscure classical Chinese.

After reading some of it, she suddenly raised her head and gazed out the window, only to find that this wasn’t her usual route home.

She didn’t say a word but looked forward casually, and the driver happened to look at her through the rearview mirror. When their eyes met, the driver felt so nervous that his sweat streamed down.