"I have to study hard."
On the new weekend, Chris tied a red bandage around her head, with the Chinese character "Invincible" written in black in the middle.
"Wein, come and tie this, you can also get the blessing of power from another world!" She handed another belt with "Struggle" written on it to Wein and said seriously.
Wayne took it silently and put it aside.
Then he took out a stack of homework assigned by his family teacher.
"Compared with having time to make such small props, answering more questions may have a greater effect." He ruthlessly exposed Chrissy's fishing behavior.
"Well--"
Chris covered her chest in pain, "Hearing these words, it was like being shot through the heart by an arrow."
Wayne just unscrewed the cap of his pen and filled in the answers to each question smoothly.
"Q: Why can humans use magic?"
"Answer: Because the great King of Kings, for the benefit of all mankind, went through all kinds of hardships and reached an eternal contract with the elves."
"Q: Who was the founder of the Kingdom of St. Lornes?"
"Answer: His wise Majesty Henry Masefield."
"..."
The difficulty of these questions is really not very high. It only takes a little time and you can get good scores even by memorizing them by rote.
The prerequisite is that you have to be willing to spend time.
Chris raised the textbook, looked at it horizontally for a while, then looked at it vertically, and finally lay down on the table to doodle the illustrations in the book.
"Chris, don't forget that you promised your mother that you would get good grades in the exam," Wayne reminded.
"I know, I will definitely do better than last semester." Chris replied confidently.
Wayne paused his pen. "May I ask what your grades were last semester?"
"Seventh from the bottom in the whole grade!"
She even looked a little proud.
"...Forget it, just do it yourself."
Wayne gave up communicating with her, "Ge Li said midterm exams are not worth mentioning? She will definitely do better than you."
"Impossible!" When Chris heard this, he sat up straight.
"I'm no longer the person I used to be. The person I am now is very strong!"
She said with seriousness on her face.
The red "Invincible" headband on his head seems to have become more colorful again.
Wayne shook his head, sighed and continued to answer questions.
He was confident that based on the learning status of other students he usually saw, his ranking this time would be good, and he would probably have no problem getting an A.
In the academy test, only students who are rated A-level will be eligible to be on the honor list and posted on the bulletin board; students who are not rated as A-level will not be recorded even if the difference is only one point.
This rule seems to be very caring for those children with unsatisfactory grades, but the reality is cruel.
——If they only get an F grade in the last level, they will be forced to participate in temporary make-up exam classes organized by the grade during the holidays, and they will continue to make up for the exam until they pass the make-up exam.
For temporary make-up exam classes, the dean of students usually serves as the class teacher.
His tutoring methods were very cruel, and among students at all levels, he was nicknamed the "Bald Devil".
What he likes to do most is to quietly poke out half of his bald head from a certain window, shining like a lightbulb, and stare at every prisoner in the classroom, giving him an aura of horror.
These are all information obtained by Wayne from all aspects.
"That's wrong." Wayne suddenly asked, "Chris only got seventh from the bottom in the exam before. Why didn't she take the make-up exam class during the holidays?"
"Because I am a core member of the Lily Club, I can use my privileges to take tutoring classes at home." Kelly said without any guilt, "I just need to take another make-up exam at the beginning of the new semester."
...Is it so cool? Wouldn't this really arouse dissatisfaction among other ordinary students?
In addition, Wayne finally understood why Chris always had so many family lessons.
"Don't think I was a bad student before. When this semester started, my make-up exam score was perfect!"
Wayne saw through her little trick at a glance, "I guess it's the original question, right?"
Chris lowered his head with great reluctance.
"Damn it! How come Wayne knows so much about these things?!"
Wayne's lips curled up slightly.
…
Examination is a test of personal learning status.
But for the vast majority of aristocrats with superior family backgrounds, children do not need test scores to prove anything, so parents basically adopt a laissez-faire attitude towards this.
You don't need to do well in the exam, as long as your grades are not too bad and will embarrass your family.
Therefore, the more powerful aristocrats are, the fewer have outstanding achievements.
However, His Royal Highness Prince Richard is one of the rare exceptions. He basically ranks first in every test in his grade, and he is definitely worthy of his "perfect" personality.
In addition to the prince, Songli Edgeworth is also considered to have excellent grades. He can get an A grade every time, but his ranking is not high, usually hovering around the 20th place.
But even so, in the eyes of other great nobles, Song Li is enough to be praised for his "love of learning".
At this moment, Ge Li was sitting behind him, and His Royal Highness the Prince was sitting in front of him.
Wayne was awkwardly caught in the middle.
In order to prevent cheating, students in each class will be shuffled before large-scale exams, and the exam rooms and seat numbers will be randomly assigned.
It’s just that the seats in the row this time were just too lucky.
Behind him, someone poked his shoulder lightly with a finger.
Wayne twisted uncomfortably.
A note was thrown over.
The exam hasn't started yet, and everyone is seizing the last moment to review the textbooks, so this behavior will not attract anyone's attention.
Wayne opened it and saw familiar handwriting.
【action plan:
1. Write a love letter full of love to the target person.
2. Prepare delicious snacks with your own hands and feed them to the target person.
3. Ask the target person to go out for fun, and then confess your love in person.
(In order? Is there anything to add?)]
Wayne hesitated for a moment and checked the first item.
Then he replied in a long paragraph:
[Confession is always a song of victory rather than a clarion call for charge, so it must be put at the end. Handmade snacks or other energy-consuming gifts, if the other party does not know how to cherish the affection contained in them, giving them is a waste. So choose the first option, but you can never say I like you directly. Instead, you need to find the points that the other person is interested in. Start with common topics. 】
He threw the note behind his back without looking back.
After a while, the back was poked again, and a new note appeared on the table.
Song Li: [It makes sense, then, write it. 】
Wayne: [? ? ? 】
Song Li: [You are so experienced, so of course it would be safer for you to write it! I will copy it down neatly, don’t worry! 】
Is this what I care about? !
Wayne turned around angrily and was about to argue with her, but Song Li immediately mouthed to him silently:
Don't want to turn around and talk to me.
