Because of My Stupidity, I Became a Timid Vampire

Chapter 144 : If You Can Get It Right, I Lose

Time slipped away through their fingers day by day in debauchery, and before they knew it, it was already the end of June.

This was undoubtedly bittersweet for the students of Tianshui No. 1 High School. The joy was that they only needed to endure these few days to welcome a super long two-month summer vacation. The sorrow was that they had to face the cruel and harsh final exams.

Since the final exam scores at Tianshui No. 1 High School were directly and strictly linked to class placement, the final exams were extremely important for every student. If someone performed poorly, it meant they would spend an entire year in a class far below their level.

The learning environment was secondary—the important thing was losing face.

Xifeng's pressure was considerably higher than other students. Due to Bei Yaoyue's demands, she had to test into Class 1 in these final exams, meaning she needed to achieve a ranking in the top 56 of the grade, or she would face Bei Yaoyue's "punishment."

Bei Yaoyue hadn't specified what the punishment would be, and naturally Xifeng didn't have the courage to risk her life testing what Bei Yaoyue's punishment might be.

After the exam room opened, Xifeng arrived early and sat in her seat waiting for the exam to begin.

It had been over a month since Xifeng transferred, and the urban legend of a white-haired loli in Class 2 had spread throughout all of Tianshui No. 1 High School. Therefore, people would occasionally pretend to casually walk past Class 2's windows during breaks and secretly peek inside.

This led to significantly higher foot traffic in Class 2's hallway compared to other classes, something everyone understood but no one would point out.

Like now, almost everyone entering the exam room would first direct their gaze to Xifeng. But Xifeng had long grown accustomed to being the center of attention. She lazily leaned back in her chair, recalling the poetry she needed to memorize this semester.

"Bei Yaofeng~~"

A call from behind reached Xifeng's ears. She turned toward the source of the voice and saw Su Weiai sitting diagonally behind her, smiling and waving.

Xifeng waved back at her as well, smiling: "What a coincidence, you're taking the exam here too."

"Mm, how's your review going?"

"So-so..." Xifeng answered with little confidence. The other three subjects were manageable, but she really had no confidence in Chinese.

As everyone knows, Chinese is written as "Chinese" but pronounced as "mysticism."

"Can you score 130 points?"

Xifeng was stunned, then laughed awkwardly: "How could I possibly score 130 points?"

She felt that even if she somehow got perfect scores on English, comprehensive sciences, and math, even if the sun and Earth exploded together, her Chinese could never reach above 130 points.

"But scoring 130 would be easy for you, right?"

"Sigh... I didn't review well." Su Weiai sighed softly, a trace of worry appearing on her face. "I'm going to bomb these final exams."

"I believe you." Xifeng scoffed disdainfully and turned back around.

When academic tyrants are about to take exams, their words are bitchy. Whoever believes a top student's "I didn't do well" is an idiot.

Su Weiai looked at Xifeng's back and blinked. She always felt that after not seeing Xifeng for a few days, she seemed to have become even more charming than before... or rather, more feminine.

If Xifeng when they first met was like a cute elf who had walked out of a beautiful myth, then the current Xifeng was like a dream demon girl who could bewitch all living beings, carrying seductive charm in every gesture.

"Excuse me, sorry to bother you."

At this time, the student in front of Xifeng turned around and said apologetically: "I forgot to bring a pen. Do you have a spare one I could borrow?"

Xifeng looked up to see an unfamiliar male student before her. He had short, tousled hair and chiseled features that seemed carved by a knife, extremely three-dimensional. The vitality in his brow made him seem like a sunny youth, giving a very good first impression.

Feeling the male student's left hand seemed to be moving strangely, Xifeng glanced with her peripheral vision and discovered he was secretly hiding his own pen under his left hand. The movement was extremely subtle, but was still keenly caught by Xifeng.

He clearly had his own pen but still came to borrow from her—his purpose seemed quite obvious: hitting on her.

What a crude way to strike up a conversation, Xifeng couldn't help but internally complain.

But seeing through it without saying so, it was just a pen—what harm was there in lending it to him?

"Yes." Xifeng returned a bland smile, picked one from her pencil case and handed it to him. "Here, use this."

"Thank you." The male student showed a grateful smile, bowed slightly to Xifeng, then asked: "What's your name?"

"Bei Yaofeng."

The male student nodded knowingly: "Bei Yaofeng... that's a really nice name."

"Thanks for the compliment." Xifeng laughed dryly, feeling her social anxiety was about to flare up.

She was certain the male student definitely knew her name. With her extremely rare white hair, besides that Bei Yaofeng from Class 2, no one else had it.

This level of pick-up artistry... Xifeng was beyond criticism. Rather, this was probably the average level of a high school student.

Seeing that Xifeng had no intention of asking his name, the male student showed what he thought was a very handsome smile and said: "Let me introduce myself too. I'm Ye Shengge."

Ye Shengge?

This name sounded somewhat familiar. Xifeng pondered for a moment and suddenly realized—wasn't this the guy who got first place on the last monthly exam?

Xifeng quickly turned back to glance at Su Weiai, only to find Su Weiai watching her with a meaningful smile, as if waiting to see some good drama unfold.

There's no good drama for you to watch, Xifeng secretly complained in her heart.

Although she had no interest in Ye Shengge, she still needed to maintain proper courtesy. Xifeng put on a very surprised expression and said: "Ye Shengge? You're that academic god who got first place on the last monthly exam?"

Xifeng's words seemed to greatly please Ye Shengge. He nodded with slight pride, then said with some disappointment: "That's me, but I'm not really an academic god. I just got lucky last time—the questions happened to be ones I knew. I'll definitely do poorly on these final exams."

"..."

Xifeng was expressionless, not knowing what to say anymore.

Why do you academic tyrants all have to pretend like you're actually bad at studying? Is it fun? Is it interesting?

Ye Shengge wanted to say something more, but then the exam proctor walked in. The classroom, which had been filled with quiet chatter, instantly fell silent. Xifeng also quickly sat up straight, preparing to face her first exam of any real weight since returning to high school.

Getting her test paper, the first thing Xifeng did was flip to the poetry memorization section.

She had been forced by Bei Yaoyue to memorize classical poetry for a month. She was determined to get full marks on poetry memorization to not waste this month's effort.

"I urge you to drink one more cup of wine, ________________."

An original question!

Xifeng's eyes immediately lit up. This question had just been on the monthly exam a month ago—there was no possibility of getting it wrong again.

Feeling much more relaxed, she picked up her pen and wrote out a line of standard script with flowing strokes.

"From now on, Young Master Xiao is but a stranger on the road."