Rebirth System: Cultivating Villains

Soon, the school had its first monthly exam.

With the cheating tool of the system, Jiang Jiang finished marking the multiple-choice questions and went to sleep.

Don’t write words that are too many.

If you can’t sleep, draw.

The monthly exam results are announced!

This is the moment that all students are anxiously looking forward to!

However, at this moment, a shocking news broke out in the student group. The poor student Wen Shanshan actually stood out from the recognized group of "poor students"!

Especially in the subject of foreign languages, after removing the composition part, she actually won the first place with a high score and was called to the stage to receive the award!

At this moment, Jiang Jiang was still immersed in a sweet dream, with sleepy eyes and a confused look on his face, not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, someone pushed her awake, saying, "Hey, wake up! The teacher is calling you, hurry up!"

Jiang Jiang opened his eyes dazedly, completely confused about the situation.

She just felt that everything around her became blurry and unreal, as if she was still dreaming.

But the words that kept repeating - "The teacher is calling you, go up quickly" - came into my ears more and more clearly.

So Jiang Jiang stood up shakily and walked towards the podium with a face full of confusion and sleepiness.

The teacher handed her one certificate after another.

One for first prize in a subject and one for progress award.

Holding two notebooks, he was chased off the stage by the teacher.

Jiang Jiang jumped from being a poor student to a top student.

It has been questioned by many people.

Especially all the students in the former Class 6.

Collectively report Jiang Jiang for cheating.

In order to silence the others, the teacher posted a copy of Jiang Jiang's test paper on the bulletin board, and everyone fell silent.

She got no points because she didn't finish it. As long as she wrote it, all the answers would be correct. Her answers were even more concise than those on the full-mark test. No matter how much you copied, you couldn't copy a test like this.

Not only the students were silent, but the teachers were silent too.

There was a student who didn't listen in class and slept after class. Among so many people, no one noticed her talent.

Some are happy and some are sad.

At this moment, the foreign language teacher was looking at the test paper in his hand with great joy, in sharp contrast to him was the Chinese teacher with a worried look on his face.

This headache-inducing test paper, except for those few pitiful multiple-choice questions that were filled in with answers, the rest was almost blank!

Faced with such a nearly blank answer sheet, the Chinese teacher felt like his world was about to collapse.

He couldn't help but start to doubt his life: Was it because he didn't explain it clearly enough or did she not like his teaching style?

In fact, he originally wanted to talk to Jiang Jiang, get to know her, and ask her why she handed in a blank paper.

Then he hesitated again.

After all, children nowadays have strong self-esteem. If they are directly questioned or criticized, it may be counterproductive and undermine Jiang Jiang's self-confidence.

What's worse, teachers of other subjects came over to stop him and refused to let him cause trouble for the students.

They believe that students should be given more space and time to adapt to the exams and should not be forced.

In desperation, the Chinese teacher had to give up, but the worry in his heart became heavier...

After receiving the certificate and test paper, Jiang Jiang flew back to his seat like a wriggling electric eel.

She put the certificate into her schoolbag and then casually stuffed the test paper into the desk.

He stretched his body, moved his sore neck, yawned, tilted his head back skillfully, and then quickly adjusted his posture so that his head rested steadily on the table.

After a while, steady breathing sounds came from her nose, and it was obvious that she had fallen asleep.