Chapter 35: You Must Have Feelings for Me, Right?!

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, two more days had passed. Although everyone had mentally prepared themselves for the fact that Chu Nan’s total score would be quite high—after all, they knew he had mastered the material—when their homeroom teacher finally announced his results, the vast majority were left in disbelief.

Out of a total of 750 points, Chu Nan scored 664!

132 in Chinese, 145 in Mathematics, 149 in English, and 238 in the Comprehensive Liberal Arts section!

While this score wasn't exactly earth-shattering, it was enough to gain admission to the vast majority of key universities in the country.

"Everyone performed quite well on this exam, especially Chu Nan. He climbed from the bottom of the class to the top ten, and he even broke into the top 40 in the entire grade. I hope you will all learn from him," the homeroom teacher said, initiating a round of applause.

Sparse applause echoed through the classroom. Some were genuinely happy for Chu Nan, but most wore sullen expressions.

For the high-achieving students, Chu Nan’s rise meant fewer spots for them to occupy. For the struggling students, it was even more disheartening.

They had agreed to slack off and drift through some mediocre college together—so why was a top-tier "985" university suddenly beckoning to him?

"I hope everyone can refocus now. The college entrance exam is only a few days away. If you didn't do well, don't dwell on it; treat it as experience. If you did well, don't become arrogant; strive to do even better when the real exam comes. Alright, I won't be lecturing these next few days. Review peacefully on your own. I’ve taught you everything I can; the final results will depend on your own efforts!"

As Zhang Liangying said this, her expression softened with a touch of sentimentality. She knew all too well that in just a few days, the class would scatter, and she wondered how many of these students would actually remember her in the future.

"Oh, right. No one in our class is participating in the graduation gala, right? It’s better if no one is..."

Before Zhang Liangying could finish her sentence, a boy in the crowd raised his hand with a bitter smile.

That boy was Chu Nan.

"Teacher... I’m participating..."

The others looked over with astonishment. Some suddenly recalled the song Chu Nan had sung in the park that Sunday, and realized that with a performance like that, he would definitely have been selected!

Zhang Hao felt a surge of jealousy at the thought. Not only had this guy improved his grades, but he was also going to showcase his talent in front of the entire school. To Zhang Hao, this was a humiliating disgrace!

"Hmph! What’s the use of singing well? Your score is still lower than mine! Distracting yourself with trivial pursuits—you’ll be left in the dust by me when the college entrance exam comes around!" Zhang Hao quickly consoled himself.

He had scored 678 points this time, ranking fifth in the class. Being more than 10 points ahead of Chu Nan was the only place he could find any confidence.

"What? You’re participating? Why on earth did you sign up for the graduation gala?" Zhang Liangying was stunned, then spoke loudly, "Go cancel it immediately! What is the point of a student from an experimental class joining such things?"

"But... my act is already on the program list!"

"What?! You silly boy, what were you thinking? Come with me to find the school leadership in charge of the event and have them swap your act out!"

"There's no need, Teacher. The performance won't affect me."

"Are you sure?" Zhang Liangying asked, uncertain.

"I'm sure. Besides, the program list is already out; it’s useless to back out now. If I don't show up, it will only cause more trouble to reorganize it."

"Fine." Since Chu Nan was so confident, Zhang Liangying didn't press the matter. Given the high score he achieved on this exam, he likely knew what he was doing.

As for the possibility of cheating, she had considered it initially. That was why she used the English teacher’s tactic: having Chu Nan explain problems to other students.

To her surprise, she discovered that Chu Nan, who had scored 145 in math, explained the problems even better than she could.

The only question Chu Nan got wrong was the very last multiple-choice question, which was why he only scored 145. As for that final question, let alone Chu Nan, even she, an experienced teacher, had taken ten minutes to solve it. It was clear how difficult it was. In other words, if she had taken the exam herself, she wasn't even certain she would have scored higher than him.

After all, doing math wasn't like Chinese or English; time wasn't as abundant. A multiple-choice question should take three minutes at most; anything beyond that was pointless.

After school, Chu Nan headed to the music room. It was where the music students practiced. He hadn't originally intended to come, but Zhou Xiaonan had said she wanted to treat him to a meal. Chu Nan couldn't refuse that, nor did he dare to.

The music room looked much more distinctive than a regular classroom. Not only were the walls covered in various paintings, but even the wall colors were vibrant and full of artistic flair.

As Chu Nan was admiring a painting, a few people walked toward him. It was Long Junhao and his group.

"Chu Nan, why are you here?" Seeing his face, Long Junhao and the others instantly turned sour.

Reminded of how he had outperformed them in singing that day, they felt miserable, even questioning if their band had any reason to exist. After all, if they couldn't even beat an ordinary student, what was the point of the band?

"Why can't I be here?"

"This is the music students' territory. What are you doing here?" Luo Xiang asked, his tone unfriendly.

"The music students' territory?" Chu Nan smiled. "Then when you walked into our class the other day, why didn't you say that was the liberal arts students' territory?"

"You!"

"What about me? Your leader lost a bet to me. By rights, you should be taking a detour when you see me. Are you guys sore losers?"

"You damn..."

"Shut up!" Long Junhao glared at Luo Xiang before turning to Chu Nan. "I am a man of my word, but you know full well our bet only lasts until high school ends."

Chu Nan smiled as well. "I know you can't afford to lose. Whenever you have time, I'll let you lose again, how about that?"

"Fine, fine, fine! I'll be waiting!" Long Junhao shot him a cold look before turning to leave.

Luo Xiang cast a menacing glare at Chu Nan before leaving, full of implied threats.

To this, Chu Nan had nothing to say.

"Heh, why are the dogs acting fiercer than their master?"

However, he wasn't the least bit flustered by enemies like Luo Xiang. Dogs that bark usually don't bite; only the silent ones were truly dangerous.

"Chu Nan, you're here. Let's go." Seeing him, Zhou Xiaonan looked very happy.

Chu Nan smiled. "Okay."

"By the way, did you run into Long Junhao and his group earlier?"

"Yeah."

"They took a detour when they saw you, right?"

Chu Nan chuckled. "What do you think?"

"Hmph! Anyway, they can't get in our way anymore." As she said this, Zhou Xiaonan suddenly pulled a pair of earphones from her pocket. "Here, listen to this."

"What is it?" Chu Nan’s face flushed. Since she was wearing the earphones and they were wired, he had to lean in close to her to share them.

In an instant, the milk-like scent wafting from Zhou Xiaonan made his heart race.

"The final versions of these two songs are out. I wanted you to hear the finished product. If there are no issues, I’m going to sell these two songs."

The two songs were *Misaligned Time* and *Those Years*.

"No problem. You didn't need to specifically ask me for this. You can handle it yourself."

Zhou Xiaonan was immediately displeased. "Is that all you have to say?"

"Then what do you want me to..." Chu Nan turned his head, and because of the earphones, he found himself inches away from her devastatingly beautiful face.

Her skin was white and smooth, without a single blemish, like a peeled, steamed egg. Her long, beautiful eyes seemed to glimmer with moisture, and her cherry-red lips constantly exuded an alluring fragrance. Chu Nan was stunned for a moment, his face turning red.

At that moment, he could taste the sweetness just by leaning in a little further.

Zhou Xiaonan’s original look of dissatisfaction turned into panic. She quickly pulled out the earphones. "Let... let's go."

"Oh, oh..."

Chu Nan didn't notice that as Zhou Xiaonan looked down, the corners of her mouth curled into a slight smile. *Hmph, he blushed. He must have feelings for me now...*