Su Xiaoxiao was very calm and treated them like radishes and cabbages, her mood unaffected. Currently, there are seven subjects being tested: Chinese, Math, Politics, Physics, Chemistry, History, and Geography. Three questions per subject, totaling twenty-one questions. Each subject only has one major question; the rest are fill-in-the-blank and multiple-choice questions. According to Zhou Xiujuan’s estimate, it would take Su Xiaoxiao at least an hour and a half to complete all the questions. Unexpectedly, Su Xiaoxiao finished all the questions in less than an hour. This alone amazed all the teachers. Zhao Yanyan and Zhang Dongmei’s eyes widened in shock. How is this possible? A quiz designed for an hour and a half she completed in just under an hour? Even the top of the grade might not achieve this. How could Su Xiaoxiao, a so-called academic failure, possibly do this? She must have been guessing blindly. Yes, that must be it. The two locked their eyes on Su Xiaoxiao, desperate to find any flaw in her expression. But the other party calmly handed over the test paper to Teacher Zhou. They exchanged a glance, clearly seeing the anxiety in each other’s eyes. Could it be that Su Xiaoxiao really didn’t cheat? Otherwise, why was she so calm? At this time, all the teachers turned their attention to Su Xiaoxiao’s completed test paper. Still unsure, Zhou Xiujuan asked, "Su, do you want to check it thoroughly again?" After all, this exam is extremely important. Su Xiaoxiao shook her head, "Teacher Zhou, I’m fine. Sorry for the trouble, teachers, please grade it." Having said so much, Zhou Xiujuan had no choice but to take the paper and start grading it with the teachers of each subject. They were already very familiar with the questions, and within a mere ten minutes, the grading was completed. The Math teacher, Zhou Guohua, had a complicated expression; he couldn’t believe that this girl, who used to fall asleep in class, got all three math questions right this time. Zhou Xiujuan was also shocked, eyes widened, exchanging a look with her brother, and seeing him nod, she was even more shocked. Su Xiaoxiao had no mistakes in all three Chinese questions as well. Looking at the other teachers, their expressions were similarly shocked. This girl not only passed the graduation exam in just a few days but also skyrocketed from last place to eighth in the grade. Her progress was fast enough to break school records. It seemed this girl was never dumb, just hadn’t focused on her studies. Just year’s grade first, Song Weidong. When he first transferred, the teachers heard he had excellent grades at his old school, had high expectations, only for him to rank second-to-last in his first grade exam. Oh, at that time, the person in last place was right in front of them. The teachers were overwhelmed by complex feelings, the former joint last two had both made it to the top ten, and the impact was immense. Zhao Yanyan, seeing all the teachers silent, was anxiously waiting. Zhang Dongmei couldn’t wait to ask directly, "Teacher Zhou, how did Su Xiaoxiao do? Did she make many mistakes?" Zhou Xiujuan didn’t answer directly but handed the paper over, "See for yourself." Zhang Dongmei eagerly took the paper. The black handwriting belonged to Su Xiaoxiao, and there was a red check mark on every question. Looking through it, there was not a single cross. How is this possible? Zhang Dongmei’s eyes widened, full-face disbelief. Seeing her , Zhao Yanyan snatched the paper. Quickly flipping through it, her face turned slightly pale. Su Xiaoxiao actually got all the questions right. Even the questions she was unsure about, Su Xiaoxiao answered perfectly, how could this be? Seeing them this way, Su Xiaoxiao smiled and reached out her hand, "Zhao, Mr. Zhang, isn’t it time to pay up?" With a playful curve of her lips, "Don’t forget, you also promised to kneel and apologize." Zhang Dongmei’s face darkened upon hearing this; what had gotten into Su Xiaoxiao lately to become so formidable? Just giving money was already painful, and now she had to kneel and apologize? How could she face anyone in the future? "Su Xiaoxiao, don’t go too far." Seeing Su Xiaoxiao’s triumphant expression, she couldn’t help but speak. Su Xiaoxiao glanced at her sarcastically, "Didn’t you agree to this? What, trying to welch?" Zhao Yanyan bit her lower lip, "Su, we’re all friends. We can give you the money, but kneeling will just make people think you’re too aggressive..." Without waiting for her to finish, Su Xiaoxiao interrupted, "Aggressive now? If I had lost, would you have said the same?" The answer was obviously no, but they couldn’t say it now. Because it was them who lost. Su Xiaoxiao wasn’t particularly into making people kneel, but these two always made things difficult for her, they needed a lesson. Even Zhou Xiujuan couldn’t help but suggest, "Xiaoxiao, maybe let them do something else. Publicly kneeling might be a bit much for two young girls." She wasn’t siding with anyone, even if Su Xiaoxiao had lost, she would suggest the same; after all, they’re all her students. Su Xiaoxiao agreed readily, "If you don’t want to kneel, you can each compensate me with a hundred for reputational damage." "Why? Didn’t we agree on a hundred total? How come it doubled?" Zhang Dongmei was furious; this little witch was really taking advantage. "If you don’t want to pay, then as originally stated, you kneel and apologize." Su Xiaoxiao stated indifferently; it was no loss for her either way. Zhang Dongmei wanted to retort but was pulled back by Zhao Yanyan: "It’s just a hundred. I’ll pay. I just didn’t bring that much today; I’ll give it to you tomorrow." Though Zhao Yanyan’s family was well-off, a hundred was still significant; she’d need an excuse to ask her parents. Su Xiaoxiao thought for a moment and nodded, "No problem, then write me an IOU." Zhang Dongmei instinctively wanted to refuse, but with all the teachers present, she could only swallow her anger. Updates are released by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝘯𝘦𝘵 Eventually, unwillingly, they gave all the money they had to Su Xiaoxiao, wrote IOUs for the rest, and left dejectedly. Su Xiaoxiao counted the money, surprised they were quite wealthy, giving her a hundred and twenty. Just answering a paper netted her two hundred; she’d surely take part in such opportunities again. With the money in hand, Su Xiaoxiao cheerfully bid farewell to the teachers and headed home in high spirits. Completely forgetting Song Weidong was still waiting for her. She happily arrived home, and hadn’t even reached the door when a familiar sharp voice came from inside.