After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 642: I Asked You to Do Your Best, And You Got Full Marks? (2)

Translator: _Min_

He seemed extremely fatigued, his eyes tinged with a faint shade of blue.

Si Fuqing had to admit, facing such a visage, she couldn’t bring herself to be angry.

In fact, seeing him like this made her feel somewhat sympathetic.

Yu Xiheng was a light sleeper and almost reacted the moment she entered. His eyes opened, and his gaze met hers. He sighed, “Are you still angry?”

“This time, I’m not,” Si Fuqing said, handing him some restorative medicine, “But if there’s a next time, I’ll resign immediately. You must have been working late again, exhausting yourself.”

Yu Xiheng’s gaze deepened momentarily before returning to its usual calm.

Taking the medicine, he smiled slightly, “Then I thank you for your mercy.”

“By the way,” Si Fuqing said as she sat down and opened a thermos food container, “Boss, do you feel like playing in the esports competition? I was going to invite the sneak attacker for the competition, but it turned out to be you.”

Having known Yu Xiheng for so long, she was aware that the rumors about Sijiu City were indeed false.

Things like being born disabled or utterly useless.

But that wasn’t the case at all.

His personal capabilities were strong, and his background was impressive; even the head of the MO family acknowledged him, a status the Yu family couldn’t match.

She thought those in the Sijiu City elite circle should really clear their eyes.

“We could try,” Yu Xiheng said after taking a sip of tea, “If you really need someone.”

Si Fuqing paused, surprised, “Boss, are you serious?”

“Serious,” Yu Xiheng sighed softly, “I’m not lying.”

“I know, but we won’t need you in the early rounds,” Si Fuqing stroked her chin, “The opponents are too weak; there’s no challenge. We’ll see about the finals.”

“Sure, whatever you say,” Yu Xiheng replied, looking up, “How did your exam go yesterday? Were the questions difficult?”

“It was okay,” Si Fuqing stretched lazily, “But there was a physics problem that… really stumped me; I had to think about it for a bit.”

She almost mentioned that it reminded her of one of the problems she had set for Ji Yun.

“That’s good then,” Yu Xiheng propped his head up, a brow raised, “I was worried you might faint from exhaustion. I even had Feng San prepare some medicine.”

Si Fuqing threw a pillow at him, “Nonsense, you sneak attacker! How could I possibly faint!”

Yu Xiheng caught the pillow with one hand, his expression resigned but gentle,

“You’re getting naughtier. Eat your food.”

Hearing those last words, Si Fuqing pondered.

Her boss had reminded her, and next time she entered the game, she could cook for the young Emperor Yin.

His palace was too dilapidated, and the food brought by the eunuchs and maids was always cold.

At nine years old, he was still growing and needed nutritious food.

Modern kitchen appliances always malfunctioned on her, but starting a fire in the ancient times shouldn’t cause an explosion, right?

With that decided, she happily made up her mind.

After Yu Xiheng left, Si Fuqing continued filming.

“Don’t you need to rest a bit more?” Tang Haiqiu asked doubtfully, “I heard on the news that at the Northern State No.l Middle School examination hall, more than a dozen students fainted.”

Si Fuqing had been filming for the past three months and hadn’t seemed to study much.

“No need,” Si Fuqing said, holding her prop sword, “I’m feeling great right now.”

Tang Haiqiu nodded, “Alright.’

As expected, today’s filming went smoothly, and they were projected to wrap up in five more days.

“We’ll miss this year’s National Drama Festival,” Sang Yanqing sighed, “Even after filming, there’s still the post-production process, which takes time. I hope your drama can premiere during the winter break.”

During the Chinese New Year period, viewership spikes, and more people watch TV dramas.

Although Si Fuqing’s audition video had already convinced the fans of xianxia dramas, there was still concern about whether she could carry a female-led series.

After all, an audition was only a few minutes long, and flaws were more visible over time.

Si Fuqing nodded, “I’m fine with that. After finishing this drama,”

“Yes, we’ve already passed the audition for that variety show,” Sang Yanqing frowned slightly, “I hope nothing goes wrong. I’ve also scheduled an audition for a movie for you; we’ll go try out another day.” Si Fuqing gave an OK gesture.

Her phone rang at that moment, and she answered.

“Ms. Si, how did the exam go?” the director of admissions asked with concern, “No adverse reactions, right? If you feel unwell, tell me immediately, and I can arrange for a psychologist to talk to you.”

“I did my best,” Si Fuqing responded lazily, “Don’t worry, I answered everything to the best of my ability.”

“Very good,” the admissions director said cheerily, “Then I’ll wait for your good news.”

The grading teachers worked tirelessly through the night, and within three days, all the papers were marked.

In ten years of Seven Schools Joint Examination, the grading had never been completed so quickly.

Professor Chen, upon receiving the news, rushed from home, “Quick, quick, quick, open the grading system, let me see.” Professor Xu stood by, eager and attentive.

The overall results were projected onto the screen.

The students’ names and other information were finally displayed.

Professor Chen went straight to the first line.

Name: Si Fuqing

School: Northern State No.l Middle School

Literature: 150 Mathematics: 150

English: 150

Comprehensive: 300

Total Score: 750

Rank: 1

The room fell silent as each subject’s ranking displayed a uniform “1” beside the perfect scores, a testament to unparalleled achievement.

In the office, a hush had fallen.

Professor Chen’s hand shook slightly as he picked up his phone and dashed out.

Professor Xu, after a few seconds of stunned silence, hurried after him.

“Quick, get in touch with Northern State No.l Middle School!” the physics professor slammed his hand on the desk, urgency in his voice.

A teacher whispered, “Professor, you said just the other day that you absolutely wouldn’t poach students with Professor Chen.” The physics professor hesitated, at a loss for words.

Could he take back what he had said?

Who would have thought someone could score perfect even in physics?

These were questions adapted specifically from the internationaljoint examination papers!

This student is insane!

Meanwhile, at Northern State No.l Middle School, the principal was leisurely sipping tea in his office until his phone rang.

“Principal Lu, great news,” came Professor Chen’s voice over the phone,

“Northern State No.l Middle School has produced an excellent student.”

Upon hearing this, Principal Lu immediately stood up. “Whom are you referring to, Professor Chen?”

Professor Chen was a distinguished honorary professor at Great Xia University, a respected academician, and a member of the International Mathematics Organization.

Few in the Great Xia had achieved what he had.

Even more admirable was his decision to decline an invitation from the international organization to continue teaching at Great Xia University.

His classes were so sought after that even the hallways were packed with students trying to audit them.

Principal Lu was well aware of Professor Chen’s standing in the mathematics community.

For him to speak so highly, could it be that a student from Northern State No.l Middle School placed second in the recent Seven Schools Joint Examination?

Northern State No.l Middle School’s science department was indeed weaker compared to Great Xia University Affiliated Middle School.

“Si Fuqing, the student you just enrolled this year?” Professor Chen expressed deep regret, “I checked, and she’s also a celebrity. You let her become a celebrity, which is a waste of talent!”

“Ten years of Seven Schools Joint Examination and only now have we seen someone score perfect in all subjects! It’s a full score, Principal Lu, you must convince her to quit the entertainment industry, no more talking—I’m already at the airport. I’ll be in An City this afternoon, wait for me.”

Principal Lu was still processing the information when the call abruptly ended.

Soon, Si Fuqing’s results were handed to him.

As he looked at the screen filled with first places and perfect scores, there was a figurative ‘snap’—Principal Lu was astounded.

Across the desk, the director of the admissions was curious, “Principal, was that a call from Great Xia University? What did they say? Did they take interest in one of our students? Who is it?”

Principal Lu, his expression vacant, turned the computer screen toward him, “Just… just look for yourself.”

The director leaned in to see the display.

There was Si Fuqing’s full name, followed by her scores.

The data was overwhelming, but it all boiled down to one sentence:

Si Fuqing, 750 points, perfect score in all subjects, ranked first in the Seven Schools Joint Examination.

The director’s hand froze in air, stunned.

I asked you to do your best, and you got full marks?