Chapter 416 - Chapter 416: 297, The Replacement
Chapter 416: 297, The Replacement
Perhaps in everyone’s life, it is rare to see someone so physically challenged yet so determined. Therefore, whether it’s other candidates or the proctors, when they see Qing Chen’s wheelchair and his frail appearance, they can’t help but give him a second look.
After Xu Zimo left, Zhou Xuanying also came in; it turned out he was in the same examination room as Qing Chen.
“So you’re in this examination room too,” Qing Chen said with a smile.
Previously, he deliberately distanced himself from these classmates because he worried that being too enthusiastic with them might lead to them falling victim to Huan Yu’s malicious acts.
Qing Chen’s coldness towards Hu Xiaoniu, Wang Yun, and the others also stemmed from his slight inability to accept their way of interacting.
But he wasn’t truly aloof. He had the most basic courtesy of greeting his classmates.
However, Zhou Xuanying didn’t even glance at Qing Chen, acting like a complete stranger; it seemed he was still angry about being delayed by Qing Chen from his problem-solving time.
It was also possible that Qing Chen’s deliberate distancing had led Zhou Xuanying to feel it unnecessary to continue interacting with Qing Chen.
Qing Chen was a top student, and so was he.
Many times when he was the second in the grade, Qing Chen would be the third.
Qing Chen was somewhat taken aback by Zhou Xuanying’s behavior, but considering his own fault, he didn’t mind his attitude.
He just waited for the exam to start and then silently worked on the problems.
The exam began.
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Because his left arm was still in pain, he simply skipped even the process of checking his work on paper.
So, in the eyes of the proctor, Qing Chen was merely staring at the problems and then, after closing his eyes for a few seconds, he would write down the answer.
There was no verification process throughout.
It was as if Qing Chen was merely sitting there, quietly praying for a moment, and then the answers would come to him.
This scene was indeed quite magical.
Before Xu Zimo left, she had said she would not compare her grades with Qing Chen this time. Qing Chen thought this was a good thing, to spare her the defeat.
The AMC10 math contest was different from the mathematics tests at school. It qualified the top 2.5% based on ranking.
So, without any scores to refer to, if Qing Chen tried to control his score too much, he might risk a slip-up.
Moreover, Los Angeles Foreign Language School had promised him that if he made it into the top 1% globally, earning a Distinction and presenting it to the school for display, they would give him an additional ten thousand dollars.
Honestly, Qing Chen was no longer short of money, but he was still willing to pick up cash.
Zhou Xuanying was sitting diagonally behind him, occasionally glancing up to see Qing Chen’s ‘prayer-like’ method of solving problems, thinking to himself that Qing Chen was surely out of the running this time; it looked as if he had just given up.
There were two proctors in the examination room, one of whom was a math teacher whose attention had been on Qing Chen for more than ten minutes.
He noticed that since the start of the exam, Qing Chen’s scratch paper had remained blank, yet he had filled in many answers.
The curious math teacher walked over to Qing Chen’s side and randomly picked a problem that seemed simple, and calculated it in his mind.
Calculating mentally was time-consuming, so it took him some effort.
Minutes later, he shook his head; Qing Chen had answered incorrectly.
However, just then, Qing Chen looked up at him in surprise. The teacher felt something was off, and upon recalculating mentally, oh, it was he who had made the mistake…
The proctor recalled Qing Chen’s look from just a moment ago and suddenly felt a bit uneasy.
With half an hour left before the end of the exam, Qing Chen had already begun to close his eyes and daydream.
Taking advantage of this last free time, he began to practice the anti-material sniper rifle again in the ‘Mysterious World.’
In half an hour, he extended his target distance from 1350 to 1360 meters.
Even though he had only advanced 10 meters, it was still a gain.
As the bell signaling the end of the exam rang out, Zhou Xuanying got up, packed his belongings, and left.
Qing Chen sat alone in the classroom until all the students had left. He asked a proctor to return his phone to him, then saw in He Xiaoxiao’s group chat, Zard’s message: “Wow, can you believe it? That Qing Chen from the daytime got shot in the abdomen but didn’t rest properly, and now he’s come to participate in a math contest in a wheelchair, pushed by a beautiful lady.”
Li Si: “Math contest? What math contest?”
Zard: “Are you dumb? I said yesterday that he was originally here in Xian City for a math contest. AMC10, you know?”
Chuang Wang: “What the hell is AMC10?”
Zard: “Don’t ask me; my mom doesn’t let me hang out with illiterates.”
Chuang Wang: “Your mother…”
The following messages from Chuang Wang were all asterisks, not a single line was something the publisher would allow him to write.
Zard: “You guys don’t know how weak Qing Chen looks. He’s still participating in the exam in such a condition. I’m about to worship him. I feel like everyone in the daytime is so talented, and it’s another day I want to join the daytime crowd.”
Just then, Qing Bao suddenly asked out of curiosity, “Who was the beauty pushing him?”
“Don’t know,” said Zard, “I’m not interested in beauties, but I guess she might be his sister or something… Hey, there’s a development, you know Qing Chen!”
“I don’t,” said Qing Bao.
“Really? I don’t believe you,” Zard’s thoughts were incredibly random, causing the whole group to be somewhat annoyed by this chatterbox.
However, this chatterbox always talked about key information, which was entirely different from the previous one who only offered trivial tips.
Still, it seemed that he only provided crucial information selectively, talking a bit more only about topics related to the daytime group.