The moment Li Zhi clearly announced, "Total score: 665," Shen Yuan's pupils dilated. Blood rushed to his head, and his fingers, hidden beneath the table, clenched into a fist so tight his knuckles turned white with excitement.
His Adam's apple bobbed violently, as if he were trying to swallow a surprise too immense to digest.
The next second, he shot up from his seat as if launched by a spring!
His chair scraped harshly against the desk with a piercing screech, startling the entire class, which had been buzzing over the grade reports.
"Fuck! 665! I got a 665!"
The profanity, mixed with a voice cracking in ecstasy, made everyone in the classroom turn to stare at Shen Yuan.
The classroom fell into a moment of absolute silence.
Then, like a chain reaction, soft gasps and stifled whispers erupted from all corners of the room.
"*Gasp*... How much?! 665?!"
"Holy shit?! Is that for real?!"
"Shen Yuan? He scored 665? Oh my god..."
