God-level boss: traveling to another world

When Feng Yuan woke up from her nap, she felt particularly relaxed physically and mentally. She couldn't help but stretch a little. Every time she went to sleep, she could practice the Wandering Soul Technique. It felt so good!

But then I thought about it again, and I felt annoyed again because I was still missing something that the system thought would be difficult to find.

Just as I was thinking about it, the Chinese teacher walked in from outside. The Chinese teacher was a middle-aged man with a rough voice, but he dressed very eye-catchingly every day and liked to wear colorful clothes. He said that dressing like this was not only his own hobby, but also would make his classmates look up at him more often.

"Hello, classmates! In this class, let's take out the test papers and talk about them! This is the first exam in our senior year of high school, so it can be considered a formal exam anyway..." As he said this, he glanced at the classmates in the class.

When Feng Yuan was about to take out her test paper, she suddenly remembered that her test paper seemed to be still in Cai Yilin's hand. Just as she was about to look at the boy in the front row, she suddenly found a small note on the table, and then another set of Chinese test paper was placed on the table by the boy.

There were a few words written crookedly on the note: "Meng Jianing took your test paper. She said she wanted to see if it was given to you. If not, you can use mine first. Hu Wenjie and I will use one."

As I was watching, the boy in front of me turned his head away embarrassedly and whispered, "The handwriting is not very good, please don't... mind it."

"It's okay." Feng Yuan nodded and said nothing more.

Sure enough, the test paper on the table was Cai Yilin's. The handwriting on it was sloppy, but overall, it looked quite clean.

As she was looking at it, the test paper was suddenly snatched away from her hand by someone. Feng Yuan looked up and saw it was Meng Jianing next to her. Feng Yuan looked at Meng Jianing in confusion, only to see Meng Jianing quickly handing her a brand new set of test papers on all subjects.

"You use this one. Can I exchange this set of test papers with you?" Meng Jianing looked at Feng Yuan with hopeful eyes.

Feng Yuan was very puzzled. Why? She really didn't understand. Was the test paper so valuable? Or what?

"Oh, whatever." Feng Yuan said nonchalantly.

Meng Jianing's eyes suddenly lit up, as if she didn't expect Feng Yuan to agree so easily.

The system's surprised voice immediately sounded: "Are you forgiving me?!"

"Hiss, what forgiveness?"

"You've already given the painting to the person, so why aren't you forgiving him?"

"Who said that? How come I didn't know that it is so easy to forgive someone?" Feng Yuan shook her head speechlessly.

Feng Yuan looked at the neatly arranged test paper in her hand. There was nothing written on it. It was clean. Could it be a new test paper? But it was also good. At least there were not so many fancy things on the test paper.

The results came out very quickly. In less than two days, the score sheet was out. Feng Yuan felt that there was no suspense at all.

During evening self-study, the head teacher walked in in high spirits wearing half-high heels, holding a form in her hand and with a very happy expression on her face.

"Students, please be quiet!" A clear voice sounded, and the students' voices gradually became quieter. However, everyone obviously didn't care about their grades. They just saw that the head teacher was in a good mood, so they looked at him with some curiosity.

"I guess everyone knows the results are out, right? You would never have thought that someone in our class would actually get first place with a perfect score this time!"

As soon as this sentence was uttered, it really caused a huge uproar. Then the head teacher asked everyone to speak more quietly, and everyone quickly quieted down this time.

"She is Feng! Yuan! The only person in the school who got full marks!" At this time, the classmates' expressions were even more exaggerated than that of the head teacher.

"Fuck, Feng Yuan, you're awesome!" Cai Yilin turned his head and said to Feng Yuan while clapping along with the rest of the class.

Feng Yuan said "hmm" with a faint expression.

The system yelled at her in her mind: "Are you unhappy? You got a perfect score and got first place. Don't you feel happy at all?"

"Should I be happy?" Feng Yuan asked. She just felt that the class was very noisy at that moment. Shouldn't such a simple question be solved with hands? She had no sense of accomplishment at all.

"Why shouldn't you be happy? Have you forgotten? I told you before that you should try to feel the emotions of normal people. Otherwise, when will you be able to have feelings on your own?" The system was a little crazy. It really couldn't use normal people's thinking to speculate about Feng Yuan.

"Oh, I see." Feng Yuan replied indifferently.

System: ...I can’t carry it. I can’t carry it at all!

Hu Wenjie in the front row saw that Feng Yuan's expression did not change from beginning to end, so he asked curiously: "Feng Yuan, are you unhappy?"

"I'm happy." Feng Yuan glanced at him and said expressionlessly.

Hu Wenjie: ...I believe it, do you?

Feng Yuan noticed that the way people around her looked at her was different. It was different from the way they looked when she answered questions in math class before. Now their eyes were filled with admiration.

When Feng Yuan was bored, she read a few novels recommended by the system. It seemed that one of the novels was about a heroine who transformed from a poor student to a top student, and was then questioned. She thought she would encounter the same situation, but unexpectedly, no one questioned it?

After the results were announced, the head teacher did what he said and arranged the students' seats. He personally arranged the seats according to the grades during the second evening study session.

The first one was Feng Yuan. When Feng Yuan walked in, the head teacher smiled and touched the girl's head. She had wanted to do this for a long time. The girl was obedient and let her touch her soft hair and smiled at her...

The head teacher was so happy that there was joy in his voice when he called out other people's names.

Feng Yuan sat in the third row, neither too far nor too far, just the right position. However, considering that if she sat at the edge she might be discovered to be distracted, Feng Yuan chose to sit inside. It was always better to have someone outside to block the view.

After everyone had arranged their seats, it was time to organize their books and so on. On Feng Yuan's left sat a well-behaved-looking girl. In Feng Yuan's eyes, she was a person surrounded by a kind spirit. Feng Yuan was quite satisfied with her.

Sitting on Feng Yuan's right was a girl who looked cheerful and generous. Feng Yuan looked at her, frowned slightly but said nothing.

When Feng Yuan went back to move the books, her eyes suddenly met Meng Jianing's resentful gaze. Feng Yuan didn't say anything and packed her things silently. Fortunately, there were not many things, and Feng Yuan soon carried all the things together easily.

Seeing Meng Jianing still blocking the way outside, Feng Yuan said, "Please make way."

Meng Jianing didn't say anything. He looked at her for a while, then silently moved away. When Feng Yuan walked over, Meng Jianing said in a low voice, "You are no longer that Sui Sui."

Feng Yuan paused for a moment while holding the book. Yes, she is no longer that Sui Sui...