l, Zhang Xi whispered to Su Can, "Don’t worry; we’ll take care of anything that happens!" At this moment, such words could be seen as overstepping, but Su Can nodded in acknowledgment.Mao Xiaoshi and...Chapter 155: Failing a Course

Dalhu's卜semester final exam results were announced, which was actually a painful day. The bulletin board would post everyone's grades in order of ranking from first to last.

The students who managed to get into this university naturally have pride at their core, but pride also represents self-respect. However, in such a place where there are many strong competitors, all being experts in exam-oriented education, once someone else surpasses them significantly, it inevitably creates intense feelings of inferiority.

So the final exam scores posted at the beginning of the semester often make people reluctant to look and tremble with fear. Those who rank among the top hundred on this list are basically considered to be high above others.

To be admitted into Nan University can already earn one the status of being an elite, but to stand out by surpassing countless others and becoming "outstanding," that makes one an elite among elites. This feeling of looking down upon all mountains is also a kind of strange pleasure, isn't it The real scores on this list represent a person's intelligence or some ability recognized by the mainstream. What do those so-called athletic champions, debating stars, foreign language geniuses, club leaders, and student council officials rely on to be liked by girls or have such high popularity compared to these posted exam results

Each department's posting of candidate exam scores is ultimately establishing a few people's pleasure at the expense of the majority's pain. Interestingly, the school administration has some experts who understand how to manipulate students' psychology well. The final exam score lists for each department are all posted on bulletin boards in each main teaching building that everyone sees every day as they go up and down, making them prominent and glaring. There is no place to hide, whether above or below, your classmates and friends around you know exactly how many points higher or lower you scored compared to them.

You can easily think of the guy in the neighboring dorm who said before the exam that he hadn't reviewed this subject at all. At the time, you were relieved to find someone else as miserable as yourself. But why are his scores so much higher than mine when the results come out Is he playing a thick-black game

It cannot be denied that Nan University has succeeded; apparently, there is an increasing trend every year of people suffering from new semester anxiety. In Su Can's view, this isn't strange at all; it's just like how in this rapidly growing era, various pressures and external environmental constraints make the world increasingly crazy.

Although he had already worked very hard, Su Can still failed a course last semester and was busy preparing for his retake upon開學。Zhao Xiaqiao, Li Han, and Xiao Xiu all had from four to two courses that they failed. Among them, only Xiao Xiu could barely rank on the fourth page or around 200th place, while Zhao Xiaqiao and Li Han fell far behind. Li Han is a tough guy; he ranks in the middle of about 800 people in the college, but there are 3,000 freshmen in Nan University's first year, so Li Han might be around 1500th place at best, truly looking ahead into an endless sea of people and behind into a vast expanse.

Zhao Xiaqiao usually doesn't need to check his scores; he often walks past without looking. But when passing by the bulletin board this time, it's clear that he isn't as indifferent as he appears. He doesn't look at the bulletin board simply because upon returning home, his father, who is a local bigwig in Nan University, inevitably unleashes a lion roar to vent. Given Zhao Xiaqiao's performance being near last place in the college, which would definitely infuriate his dad, it wouldn't be nice to ask about it directly. So although Su Can and others saw Zhao Xiaqiao's scores, they didn't discuss this issue.

Su Cen saw Tang Wu's name among the top ten of the entire school. Unlike Su Cen who was in the top hundred, Tang Wu’s ranking could place her within the top twenty out of the three thousand freshmen students.

The fact that someone was ranked higher than Tang Wu did not necessarily mean they were better academically. This was like a battle between martial arts experts; strength was only one aspect of victory, while luck, technique, and proficiency also played crucial roles.

In summary, being able to compete for the top spot in school almost automatically made you a formidable figure or an extraordinary person. Words like "rugged" and "monster" perfectly matched such individuals. They were on par with those who had started companies worth millions during their university days, all destined for bright futures.

Since it was hard to predict one's future based on high school performance, the environment at a semi-societal university like Nan University could almost foretell each person’s life state three or four years later. Of course, this didn't apply to those who had entered the university solely for the sake of enhancing their credentials.

Seeing Tang Wu's outstanding ranking and hearing people around him talk about it made Su Cen feel a slight sense of vanity rise within him.

"Do you need me to tutor you" Tang Wu frowned, looking at Su Cen’s academic structure. He had failed Probability Theory and Mathematical Statistics, which dragged down his overall score, nearly dropping him out of the top hundred.

Su Cen admitted that what Tang Wu said was very tempting for him. It also caused other men and women watching the rankings in the teaching building to turn and look at them, with some male admirers openly showing envy or a more subtle form of evil intent.

However, this still left Su Cen feeling somewhat embarrassed on the surface, especially given Li Han’s mocking laughter. A grown man failing exams and needing his wife's help for tutoring was quite embarrassing.

"Tutoring Sure. But school self-study rooms are too crowded; we won't go there. We'll do it at your place," Su Cen whispered to Tang Wu, only audible between the two of them. This was his counterattack.

The thought of Tang Wu's home now brought a pink hue to Su Cen’s mind, representing something enchanting and magical enough to make both their hearts race when mentioned.

"No." Tang Wu turned her head to the side, her clear and delicate face slightly blushed, her eyes icy and distant as she glared at Su Cen for a moment. "I have class now," she said before quickly walking with some of her friends who had been teasing towards the classroom, leaving behind only the silhouette of her slender figure.

Reflecting on Tang Xiaowu's final gaze, it made his college life seem bright and gentle, but Su Cen also felt a sense of guilt; he really shouldn't have pushed things with Tang Xiaowu.

"I don’t want to make this difficult for you guys, but I’m far from easy to fool. You might hear through certain channels that building good relations with the teacher and giving them gifts can ensure passing the course. But there’s no such rule on my end; I don't play the role of a ‘good old boy’. Since you're asking about the details for retaking this exam, let's start by discussing why each of you failed in this subject" In the disciplinary office, everyone who had come to ask Li Changlong about the specifics of the make-up exams was asked to stay.

The disciplinary office was large and not only did it have Su Cen’s counselor Su Yi Yi but also many other class counselors, professors, lecturers, and even Dean Lu Ming. Several assistants had laid out piles of documents on the floor; Lu Ming was whispering with his secretary and some lecturers, apparently giving them instructions.

"Su Cen, you go first; what’s your reason for failing" Li Changlong deliberately raised his voice, prompting a few assistant researchers and lecturers to turn their heads towards him. Su Yi Yi frowned as well, noticing that at this moment Dean Lu Ming glanced over with the corner of his eye.

Su Cen was actually quite grassroots; he became famous simply because some spontaneous actions during his freshman year boosted his profile among new students. However, such things rarely caught the attention of school leaders or high-level management. People like those who participate in campus singer contests or debate associations, for instance— they are both grassroots and well-known, yet few leave an impression on the school administration.

Only class representatives, heads of student Communist Youth League branches, or members of officially recognized student organizations that often interact with the school administration manage to gain some benefits and leave a lasting impression on departmental leadership.

However, Lu Ming was not unfamiliar with Su Cen’s name, nor were some assistant researchers and professors who specialized in school administration. This was due to Su Cen's antics at the Vanbi Club.

The Vanbi Club had deep waters; it seemed like a student club but was actually an effective tool for Nan Da University to expand its networks. After all, this club has quite a history and was originally part of the Nan Da alumni association, whose members range from those in the 1950s to today’s nineties generation, many of whom hold high positions in government agencies, financial institutions, banks, enterprises, even Shanghai's Oriental Satellite TV and CCTV, among other mainstream domestic media outlets. It’s no wonder that within the Nan Da University area, there is hardly any negative reporting; it’s all praise for its progress. Who would dare offend such a backgrounded group as Nan Da

To put it俗氣ly, over the years, the breadth of networking developed has formed a deep and complex system, which is also a crucial focus for the school's administrative public relations. Even the president of Nanyang University sometimes uses this club’s network to get things done.

The events that took place during the gathering at the highest level in the Crown Plaza Hotel President Club were all detailedly reported to the higher-ups within the university administration.

Therefore, back then, the news spread extremely widely. Su Yi had come to talk with Su Can but suppressed much of it to avoid overwhelming pressure on Su Can and preventing him from being frightened.

Hence, when Li Changlong mentioned Su Can’s name now, there was an odd atmosphere at the scene. Many people glanced at him while some observed the expression of the highest leader.

Su Can wondered what reason he should give for failing his courses Indeed, one reason could be his lack of concentration and inadequate review, but couldn’t it also be due to someone’s dissatisfaction with him

After all, Su Can had publicly contradicted Li Changlong before, so now he was tasting the bitter fruit. Initially, out of impulsiveness, he wanted to express what was on his mind but ended up offending people. The teachers could easily make life difficult for him by asking him to find reasons.

However, Su Can did not regret it either. Was he supposed to be overly cautious and fearful in everything If he couldn’t speak out his thoughts throughout this lifetime, then he would truly feel pathetic. Besides, the words spoken back then were not meant for Li Changlong but rather for the hundreds of future social elites present in the large lecture hall. It was a form of preaching; as long as it prompted these people to think and move closer towards an ideal state, it could bring about significant changes.

Su Can said, "Teacher Li, I didn’t see my test paper, so naturally, I can’t find reasons. But I wonder if this has anything to do with me publicly contradicting you last semester"

Li Changlong’s voice was abrupt, and Su Can's response likewise portrayed a somewhat naive demeanor. Many people lowered their heads, unable to suppress smiles.

Li Changlong was momentarily stunned but quickly regained his composure. Back then, he had been speechless after being spoken to by Su Can, but that could be attributed to the suddenness of it due to Su Can's accumulated experiences from two lifetimes. His reaction time now was also quite sharp; thus, he immediately responded, "Of course, there is a certain connection with this incident, but not because you contradicted me. It’s because you skipped class prematurely. How could I give passing grades to someone who leaves halfway through the lesson"o many times after leaving No. 1 High SchoolStanding at the gate's center and stepping on that ground, Su Can looked back at the vast No. 27 Middle School with a faint smile. Life was indeed mysteriou...