Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

On the big screen, the rankings were announced!

Qin Xin looked up; the team rankings and individual scores were clear at a glance.

The Imperial University team and the Royal Academy team were tied for first place in the written exam.

Outside the small auditorium, the fan groups cheering for both teams erupted in cheers upon seeing this result.

However, the cheers only lasted for a moment before they stopped.

Something was off; there was a problem with the Imperial University team’s scores.

”Ao Xinghao 100 points, Hu Yi 100 points, Huo Zhen 100 points, Hu Lingling 100 points... Lan Yingjun 59 points?”

”Damn, who is this Lan Yingjun? Dragging Imperial University’s score down like that? I can’t stand it.”

”Exactly, isn’t it embarrassing? Everyone else got 100, and he failed???”

”No, wait, we should be grateful to that Lan Yingjun. Exactly because he failed, Imperial University is tied with our Royal Academy for first place. Both have 459 points. If Lan Yingjun had scored even one point higher, the Imperial University’s total score would’ve been higher than ours, making us second place.”

Royal Academy students, upon realizing this, started discussing excitedly.

Meanwhile, Imperial University’s students were even more agitated, looking at Lan Yingjun’s name as if seeing an enemy:

”Damn, did Senior Brother Lan go crazy today? How could he score so poorly! It’s unbearable, even if I went up, I wouldn’t do this badly!”

”Even though the questions were very difficult, and other schools didn’t score high either, the problem is even Ao Xinghao from freshman year scored perfectly, and Senior Sister Hu Lingling from third year also scored perfectly, so how could Senior Brother Lan do so poorly that he failed?”

”With scores like that, how can he still be the team captain? Doesn’t he feel any shame?”

”Why didn’t they let Lan Qingxin compete? Last time at the academy competition, Lan Qingxin scored a perfect 20 multiple times. If she were on stage today, maybe our team would’ve swept the board with five perfect scores!”

The students at Imperial University were in an uproar, eager to storm into the exam room and tear Lan Yingjun apart.

At this moment.

Sitting in the front row of the exam seats, Lan Yingjun was also on pins and needles, with cold sweat trickling down.

How did it turn out like this?

He knew the questions were extremely difficult and was very careful, so how did he only score 59 points? He expected at least 70 points. Could it be that when submitting the answers, he had a shaky hand on the computer? Did he see the wrong line?

He glanced at the mouse.

On it was the sweat from his palm and a few fallen rose petals.

But now wasn’t the time to delve into this issue. The current problem was that while it was okay for him to score a bit lower—other academies also had low scores—his team’s other four members all had perfect scores, absolutely perfect scores.

With such difficult questions, how did those four manage to get perfect scores?

Doesn’t this just underscore his utter incompetence?

He cast a suspicious glance at Hu Lingling.

Hu Lingling remained expressionless: ”Don’t ask me how I got a hundred; when I was checking at the end, I guessed on the questions I didn’t know, and luck favored me.”

He then suspiciously glanced at Ao Xinghao, Hu Yi, and the others.

The three ”divine beasts” looked disdainful: ”Also, don’t ask us how we got a hundred; these lousy questions were super easy.”

Lan Yingjun’s face stiffened: ”...”

Super easy?

Do these people know how to speak? Isn’t this just publicly humiliating him?

Yet, Ao Xinghao couldn’t resist adding sarcastically: ”Captain Lan, you dragged down our score, forcing us to tie with Royal Academy for first place. Don’t you think you should take responsibility and resign, making way for someone more capable?”

Lan Yingjun’s face turned even more embarrassed, and he could only pretend he didn’t hear, forcibly turning his face away.