“How much?” Jiang Da rushed forward, eyes glowing.
Han Yunru also craned her neck.
Jiang Fuyue: “About what I expected.” As she spoke, she handed over her phone.
Jiang Da rubbed his hands together and took it. One glance—“Chinese 150, Math 150, English 150…”
Neat and tidy, like copy-paste.
Oh, and Science Comprehensive 300.
Total: 750.
“Heh heh… all round numbers.”
The corner of Han Yunru’s mouth twitched.
Even though the couple had been prepared, when they truly saw the score, they still couldn’t help but be delighted.
This wasn’t a monthly exam, not a quiz—this was the real college entrance exam!
Han Yunru’s eyes glistened with tears, a thousand words gathering in her heart, yet when she tried to speak, she didn’t know where to begin.
Jiang Da was so happy he danced about, muttering nonstop: “Our Yueyue got full marks, full marks… wonder if there are any other full scores… probably not… full marks aren’t like Chinese cabbages…”
At that moment, Jiang Da’s phone rang.
A strange number. He hung up directly.
Two seconds later, it rang again.
“Hello?”
“Is this Jiang Fuyue’s parent?”
“Yes, I am.”
“Ah! Hello, hello!” The caller even used honorifics. “We’re the admissions office of University B. First of all, congratulations to Student Jiang for achieving full marks, ranking first in the nation!”
Ten years ago, Province J had abandoned its own test papers and switched to the national paper.
So calling her “national number one” was no exaggeration.
Jiang Da: “Hello, hello. What’s the matter?”
“It’s like this. We hope Student Jiang Fuyue can apply to University B. She may choose any major, without restriction. We can also offer other promises, such as a fully funded Ivy League exchange in sophomore year, opportunities to participate in national projects, join national labs, and so on. In short, University B values and cherishes talent. Here, she’ll receive the best educational resources and the most comprehensive development.”
Jiang Da was tempted. This was University B!
A top school in the nation, the dream school of countless students, the ultimate goal of parents wishing their children success.
“Thank you! We will consider carefully!”
“…Then perhaps we could meet in person? Sign a written agreement? That way all conditions can be guaranteed, and we can secure the greatest benefits for Student Jiang.”
“Meet?” Jiang Da froze, looking at his wife and daughter.
Both shook their heads in unison, signaling refusal.
The other side: “Yes, yes, our admissions office is at Jinjiang Hotel, Room 201. If you’d like to come, we can send a car to pick you up, and bring Student Jiang too…”
“No need, no… recently we’re a bit busy. After a few days, maybe. Thank you, goodbye!”
He hung up quickly.
Before he could breathe, the phone rang again.
Another strange number.
Jiang Da: “?”
Han Yunru motioned for him to answer.
“Hello, is this Jiang Fuyue’s parent? This is University Q’s admissions office, we—”
Thus began a merry-go-round of calls between Jiang Da and the admissions offices of the nation’s top universities.
From University B and Q at first, then Nanjing U, Fudan, Zhejiang U, and later S, A, H…
Jiang Da: Never imagined one day I’d be tied up with so many top universities?
He talked until his mouth went dry.
Finally, after cycling through them all, he sat down for less than five minutes—phone rang again.
Jiang Da: “Can I just hang up already?”
Still, he reached for it. “Eh? Teacher Xu?”
Han Yunru leaned over—indeed it was Xu Jing. “Answer it! What are you dazing for?”
“Oh, oh!”
Jiang Da: “Hello, Teacher Xu.”
Xu Jing: “Has Jiang Fuyue’s score come out?!”
“Yes.”
“How much?!” Just the voice was enough to picture his shining eyes.
“Seven hundred fifty.”
“…How much?!” His voice cracked.
Jiang Da repeated it.
Silence.
Just when Jiang Da thought he’d hung up, Xu Jing’s dazed voice came through: “R-really seven-fifty? Full marks? Perfect in every subject?!”
Unbelievable, yet brimming with joy.
Jiang Da: “It’s true. I’ll have Yueyue send you a screenshot.”
“…Good! Good, good! Send it later—no, send it now!”
“Alright.”
…
Xu Jing received the WeChat message. His hands trembled as he opened it.
He inhaled, exhaled, inhaled again—then finally looked down.
First thing into his vision: “Total score 750.”
He let out a long sigh of relief, as if everything had settled, his heart finally at ease.
Zoomed in, each subject score neat as could be: 150/150/150/300.
How tidy, how beautiful!
The first time he’d ever seen such a score. Likely, the last in his lifetime too.
He stared over and over, fingertips brushing the screen, laughing and sighing, shocked and delighted.
His wife came out from the kitchen to see this scene.
“Again, what nonsense are you up to?”
Xu Jing whipped around, eyes bright, clutching the phone mysteriously: “Wife, I’ll show you something good.”
“…?”
Grinning, he uncovered the screen, even humming sound effects: “Ta-da-da-da—”
His wife: “…”
Her gaze froze. Eyes widened.
Xu Jing smirked: “Told you it was good, and you didn’t believe…”
“Seven-fifty?! The college entrance exam?!”
“Uh-huh~”
She swallowed hard. “How many points added? What minority?”
Xu Jing wagged a finger smugly: “No bonus points, pure original.”
“—!” She gasped. “None at all? Meaning, every subject full score?!”
Xu Jing tried to act calm: “You could say that.”
In truth, his heart pounded wildly.
My god! Full marks! Once in three hundred years—and he witnessed it!
“Which student is this?!”
He proudly: “Guess~”
She raised a hand to smack.
“Wait, wait! You know her too—came to our house last year…”
“Jiang Fuyue!” his wife blurted. “She got full marks?! I knew it! That kid was extraordinary! Wonderful! So, which university is she applying to?”
Uh—
Xu Jing froze.
“You didn’t ask?”
“…Forgot. Probably either University B or Q.”
She nodded. “Right, nothing better than those two.”
He nodded too, rubbing his hands like a fly: “This time I’ll have a provincial top scorer, hehe… wife, does this mean I’m about to be famous?”
She rolled her eyes. “Provincial top scorer? She’s national top scorer!”
A legend crowned without even needing a ranking.
“Right! I’ll send this to Old Meng, make him jealous! And Old Yu, let’s see if he still dares brag he’s the hottest!”
Two minutes later—
Meng Zhijian opened the message: “!”
Meanwhile, Yu Wenzhou nearly dropped his microphone: “F*ck—”
The director’s face darkened. “Teacher Zhu Bajie?”
“Huh? Oh! Sorry,” Yu Wenzhou snapped back, “I got a little excited.”
“Departments ready, reshoot!”
Once filming ended, Yu Wenzhou tossed the mic aside and rushed down to send voice messages:
“You sure this isn’t photoshopped?!”
“Full marks on the college entrance exam? Are you kidding? That’s never happened before!”
“Old Xu? Xu Jing?! Where are you? Reply in five seconds!”
Xu Jing: “What are you rushing for, haunting me?”
Yu Wenzhou: “Whose score sheet? Who’d you hire to P this? Looks real.”
Xu Jing casually: “Oh, it’s Jiang Fuyue’s. Not P’d.”
Long silence. Then Yu Wenzhou finally exploded: “F*ck—”
The director: “?” Am I too nice to him usually?
Next second, Yu Wenzhou suddenly bear-hugged him, spinning him around: “My student! First ever perfect score in the history of the college entrance exam! Full marks, f*ck! How is she so good?!”
Director: “…” A perfect score? Okay, that is pretty good.
But—
“Put me the h*ll down!”
Yu Wenzhou: “?” What did I do?
…
While Jiang Da fielded university calls, Han Yunru fended off reporters.
Both parents were run ragged, but smiling nonstop.
Jiang Fuyue wasn’t idle either.
Since checking her score, her WeChat had blown up—Wan Xiutong, Liu Bowen, Lin Qiao, then Jiang Han, Ge Meng, and so on.
She learned their scores too.
Liu Bowen and Lin Qiao steady as ever: 650 and 643, guaranteed spots in top universities.
Wan Xiutong’s hard work paid off in this final battle: 596, fifty points above the top-tier cutoff.
“Didn’t break 600, but I’m already satisfied!”
Most surprising: Jiang Han 647—higher than Lin Qiao! Ge Meng 632, also stunning.
Their homeroom teacher Old Meng was so happy he knocked over his fishing bucket, lost all his fish, even his precious rod—but didn’t care one bit.
Fishing buddies: “?” Has he lost his mind?
Jiang Han: “My dad says he’s throwing a three-day banquet and signing over three downtown commercial buildings to me! Sister Yue, can I keep you now?”
Ge Meng: “…Sister Han, calm down!”
Liu Sisi’s score matched her usual. Seeing her two friends soar like dark horses, she remained calm: “Too many points are boring. Enough is fine.”
“What’s ‘enough’?”
“Enough to apply to Ming University.”
“Huh?! Say that again?!”
“I said, I’m applying to Ming University.”
Her score was twenty above last year’s cutoff. Should be fine.
Ge Meng: “Wait… besides that chicken-school Qiming University, are there any others called Ming University?”
Jiang Han scratched: “Probably not…?”
“But—you passed second-tier, why go there?”
“Because,” Liu Sisi smiled gently, “there’s moonlight there.”
“?” What kind of bizarre reason?
Jiang Han: “Well, Ming U is in the capital, so we’ll all be together again!”
…
At noon, Ling Xuan’s homeroom teacher called asking his score. He checked on the spot: “741.”
The teacher was ecstatic.
Ling Xuan listened quietly, expressionless.
At last, he couldn’t hold back: “How much did Jiang Fuyue get?”
The teacher paused, then carefully: “…Your score is already very high. No need to compare.”
“So,” Ling Xuan smiled faintly, “she’s higher?”
“…Mm.”
“How much?”
“…750.”
Ling Xuan didn’t know whether to be shocked, happy, bitter, or resigned.
His expression froze.
Yes. He was never her equal.
Not in conduct, not in grades, not in character, not in thought!
He hung up, arm across his eyes. “Heh… heh…”
He laughed, shaking, as tears slid down.
…
Jiang Fuyue’s perfect score thrilled her schoolteachers, and online, triggered a nationwide carnival.
First, Cao Dou posted her score screenshot in the [Jiang’s Restaurant Fans Group]. Then—chaos.
Among them were “Yue Army” fans. Word spread like wildfire.
Since Jiang Fuyue had no social media, they crowded into Jiang’s Restaurant’s official account and fan forums, flooding comments.
【So genius really can exist】
【I thought a perfect score was only fantasy】
【How do you get full marks in Chinese?】
【Must read her essay】
【Please publish “How to Make the Exam Kneel and Call Me Daddy”】
【Exam setters: ambushed this year, f*ck!】
【Her brain is a brain, mine is a sandbag】
【Blessed be those who prayed to Sister Yue before finals—my score jumped 46】
【Lucky to share an exam hall with her. She slept every test.】
【I was the math proctor. Yes, she slept. Now I know—she’s the Jiang Fuyue.】
【Another legend for my Sister Yue!】
【Bet: B or Q university?】
That afternoon, #JiangFuyuePerfectScore trended to the top. Within thirty minutes, tagged “Explosive.”
Media scrambled to reach her for interviews.
But she vanished without a trace.
Clever reporters turned to her parents.
With no top scorer, parents would do.
Thus, Jiang’s Restaurant—already packed—was flooded with reporters.
Before ordering, they set up cameras.
But half a day passed, no sign of Han Yunru or Jiang Da.
Cao Dou cheerfully stepped up: “Boss and Madam aren’t here. You won’t catch them.”
Disappointed reporters.
“But—you can interview me!”
“You?”
“Mmhm~ Yueyue even calls me Brother Dou.”
Their eyes lit up. “Fine! You it is!”
He fielded question after question:
“What impression of her?”
“Smart and pretty.”
“Does she study much?”
“Not really.”
“Hobbies?”
“Eating. Loves her dad’s cooking. Which is our restaurant’s signature dishes—come try, everyone~”
Reporters: “?” So this is an ad?
Oh well. No main subject anyway.
Unexpectedly, reception was great.
“Eat Top Scorer Cuisine at Jiang’s—score top next year” spread fast.
Meanwhile, Jiang Fuyue had already sat down at her computer and filled out her university choice.
Her parents didn’t ask—both assumed it’d be B or Q.
Even her little brother, on livestream, told fans: “My sister’s amazing! She’s going to the capital for university! I’ll go too!”
Unaware his confidence would later slap him silly.
…
F Continent, Schankwo Base.
Xie Dingyuan paused while removing his lab coat. “What’s today’s date?”
His assistant blinked, gave the date.
The professor murmured: “The college entrance exam results should be out…”
The assistant was stunned. Professor Xie paying attention to the exam? Was he going to recruit undergraduates?!
“Check the last set of data. If it’s fine, the first phase vaccine can be deployed.”
“Deployed?! Then… does that mean we can return home early?”
The corner of Xie Dingyuan’s lips lifted in a faint smile, gone in an instant. But the assistant was sure he saw it.
“…Yes.”
The assistant: So we really are going back?!
