When the female supporting character possesses a beauty system chp5

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Chapter 5: Tingting

The monthly exams were just two days away. Once the results were out, it would be impossible for anyone to force her to drop out, no matter how hard they tried.

The two days passed in a flash. For every monthly exam, the students were shuffled and assigned to new exam rooms. The assignments were based on the previous exam’s rankings—for example, the top thirty students in the grade would be in one room.

The exam room Tan You now found herself in was for the bottom thirty students in the grade. Sitting at Han Tingting’s desk, she stared around the room for a long time.

I won’t always be in a room like this! she vowed silently. Next time, I’ll fight my way into the top exam room!

Tan You’s confidence wasn’t baseless. Her grades in the eighth grade had been quite good. While she hadn’t been in the top ten of her grade, she had consistently placed in the top five of her class.

Moreover, the school Han Tingting attended was just an ordinary township middle school. Its teaching quality and faculty strength were similar to her own former middle school, which was why Tan You felt so sure of herself.

As for the future, Tan You didn’t dare to think further. At her core, she was just a small-town girl. Her horizons were limited; she was, for all intents and purposes, a country bumpkin.

But that was okay. The Tan You of this moment didn’t understand, but she would gradually grow and learn.

The first subject of the monthly exam was Chinese. As it was her strongest subject, Tan You was naturally confident. After quickly scanning the entire exam paper, her confidence soared even higher.

She finished writing the essay in just one class period. When she looked up and saw that the other students in the room had already stopped writing, she was surprised. Have they all finished already?

Then, her sharp eyes caught sight of a student’s paper, which was almost entirely blank. Tan You understood. It wasn’t that they had finished; they simply didn’t know how to answer the questions and had left them blank.

In an exam room filled with the lowest-ranking students, the teachers rarely paid much attention. They knew these students were at the bottom of the grade. Even if they cheated, what could they possibly achieve? It wasn’t as if they could cheat their way to first place in the grade.

Tan You glanced around and dismissed the thought. She had always been a fast test-taker. In the past, she could finish her Chinese and English exams early, sometimes with an hour to spare.

So, she couldn’t understand why everyone else took so long. She especially couldn’t comprehend how students in her previous exam rooms were still scribbling away when the teacher came to collect the papers.

From Tan You’s perspective, the exam time was more than enough.

The eighth-grade monthly exams covered Chinese, Math, English, and Physics. Subjects like History, Geography, and Biology were only tested during the mid-term and final exams. Moreover, the scores for these subjects didn’t count toward the overall grade, so students usually didn’t take them seriously.

After the Chinese exam ended, students rushed to the restroom while others prepared for the upcoming Math exam. This was the school’s routine: one exam after another, with barely any breaks.

Tan You didn’t move. She remained at her desk, head down, cramming from her Math textbook. Math was her weakest subject, so she seized this last-minute opportunity to review.

No one spoke to her as she studied. After all, they weren’t from the same class and didn’t know each other. Some students silently mocked her: She’s already at the bottom of the rankings. Why is she pretending to be a good student now?

Tan You was oblivious to the thoughts of the students around her, nor did she care to know. Although she had spent a lot of time on Math over the past two days, she knew her own level. She figured her Math score on this monthly exam was probably a lost cause.

Sure enough, when the math exam papers were handed out, Tan You’s vision went black.

She had a good habit: upon receiving an exam, she would first scan the entire paper to get a clear overview.

After just one look, two words echoed in her mind: It’s over. There were so many problems she couldn’t solve. As someone who struggled with science and math, she couldn’t even tell if the questions were easy or difficult—she just knew she was stumped by most of them.

She stumbled through the multiple-choice and fill-in-the-blank sections. For the long-answer problems that followed, Tan You tried her best, writing down every relevant formula she could remember, even if she couldn’t solve the problem completely.

She even included some formulas and theorems from the ninth-grade curriculum. But with her mind muddled by the difficult questions, how could she have noticed? She was simply focused on the exam, more diligently than she had ever been during her own high school entrance exam.

Back then, Tan You hadn’t understood the importance of that exam for her own future. But now, she understood how crucial this test was for Han Tingting. It would determine whether Han Tingting could stay in school and whether she would have a chance at a different life.

The monthly exams took up the entire day, finishing at six in the evening.

It was Saturday, so there was no evening self-study. Students had a full day off and only needed to return for Sunday evening’s self-study session.

After the exams, Tan You returned to her dorm. By then, her roommates had already left, leaving her alone to pack. She was late because she had stayed behind in the classroom to organize Han Tingting’s workbooks.

Over the past two days, Tan You had been frantically working through Han Tingting’s practice books. After getting a good grasp of Chinese and English, she had thrown herself into a desperate battle with math and physics.

She had a stubborn streak. Even though she was terrible at science and math, she refused to believe she couldn’t improve if she just put in enough time and practice. She wasn’t aiming for first place in the grade; she’d be perfectly happy just to pass the science subjects.

Since she was only going home for a day, Tan You didn’t pack many books—just her math textbook and one workbook. She’d be satisfied if she could complete ten pages of exercises.

Han Tingting’s home was in a small village on the outskirts of town, about a forty-minute bike ride from the school. The route consisted of narrow, winding paths. As Tan You pedaled along these unfamiliar roads, so different from her own neighborhood, she felt a thrill of excitement.

Because of her poor eyesight, Han Tingting always had to rush home after school on Saturdays, terrified she wouldn’t be able to see the road after dark. Her parents constantly reminded her to be careful on the way and not bump into anyone.

In this strange new world, unable to see her own parents, Tan You found it odd that she didn’t miss them much. Perhaps it was because they had never been very present in her life anyway.

Thanks to Han Tingting’s excellent vision, Tan You biked quickly and reached Han Tingting’s home in less than half an hour. When she arrived, she saw an old man cooking. He noticed her and instinctively moved to sit behind the stove.

Tan You said nothing. She simply put down her schoolbag and went into the kitchen. Soon, a fragrant aroma filled the air.

Grandpa Han sniffed. “Does your school teach cooking now?”

Tan You’s hands froze, and a flicker of panic crossed her eyes. “I… I learned from the cafeteria lady.”

Tan You didn’t have many hobbies—aside from reading novels, she enjoyed watching others cook. Coincidentally, the landlady at her boarding house was a decent cook, and Tan You had watched her a few times.

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