Fictional Transcension System - Chapter 83 Examinations
As he had expected, HuaHai Affiliated High School was extremely large, containing even luxuries that would not be seen inside normal schools, such as a multitude of professional grade sports areas, a small, yet beautiful lake and many others. If he were to compare it with the high school that he had attended before becoming an author, it was like comparing a farmer’s home with the emperor’s palace, too big of a difference!
“These are the main buildings that are for the fitness based lessons and martial arts clubs. On the left side, you’ll find…”
To Lu Fengyi’s expectation, Xie Yao was extremely good at showing him around the school, not nervous at all and displaying a casual attitude. Section by section, he followed the girl around the school, trying his best to memorise the layout as to not embarrass himself later on.
One thing that stood out the most, catching his attention, was the financial studies building. While the design was mostly the same as the other buildings, the sheer size and grandeur set it far aside from all the others. Standing with over fifty storeys, the financial studies building towered over the rest of the school, watching over as if a watchtower. If it were to be put side by side with the other prominent company buildings in the city, it would not pale in the slightest, possibly triumphing over the smaller ones as well.
Taking the opportunity before the break ended, Lu Fengyi spoke out, “Xie Yao, may I ask a question?”
Of course, being the star student she was, Xie Yao smiled brightly, “Of course!”
“Uh… what course are you thinking of applying for after high school?” Lu Fengyi changed his mind at the last moment. While he had committed himself getting closer to Xie Yao in terms of Conviction, it was definitely not the time to do so now, however he needed to quickly come up with something normal to say to fill his earlier impulsiveness.
“Courses? You’re interested in finding out more about them I assume…”
Of course, Xie Yao did not suspect anything, directly answering his question and providing further knowledge about everything as well. Such was only expected of her kind nature.
Sighing to himself, Lu Fengyi finished the tour around the school before heading back to the final few lessons with Xie Yao. Supposedly, there were quizzes in the next few lessons based around the more standard subjects, just to serve as a check mark to where everyone in the class was at. His participation was expected, of course. There was no reason to allow a transfer student to skip them simply because he was new to the school. It that was the case, HuaHai Affiliated High School would not have earned its reputation as not only the most popular school, but the most result producing one.
Mathematics? He could still at least get his head around most of the concepts, allowing him to get himself through most of the questions with ease.
Sciences? That was a breeze. After all, he had considered becoming a medical practitioner in the past, honing his chemistry, physics and biology to the point of perfection.
Languages? Other than English, he was hopeless.
Physical Education? If he had more time to train, he might’ve been able to be more confident, however with his current strength, it would be a wonder if he could even score over average.
Without fail, Yang Boyi strode back into the classroom before indicating for the students to access their computer before them. With three hours to use, Lu Fengyi and the other students would have to answer as many questions as they were able to. The points of every single subject would total up to 1200 and their final score would reflect their coverage over the final content that was needed in the exams to enter university.
Looking up at the projected image on the whiteboard, Lu Fengyi made sure he followed all the instructions before turning his attention towards the screen. A pass mark for the exam was 125 points, meaning that as long as he answered 125 points worth of questions correctly, he would be able to pass his first exam.
Stretching out his fingers, everyone in the room dived into their examination on the command of the teacher before them. Sweeping his eyes quickly across the given subjects, Lu Fengyi navigated himself to the mathematics before pulling out his calculator and working frantically and quickly across each of the questions. From what he had been told by Xie Yao, the examinations were catered towards those completing the true test, meaning that even if there was content that they did not know, they weren’t allowed to complain. If they didn’t know something, the best method to deal with that question would be to skip it, and move on to something else.
Blasting through integrals and complex numbers, Lu Fengyi aced the mathematics without a hitch. While it had been a good year or so since he had last formally touched high school maths, it was still deeply embedded within his memory due to his tutoring teacher in high school. Dr Su, the called him, the one that drew perfect circles without a guide, the one who earned millions from a company that started from the floor, the one who insisted not to remember formulas by their figures, but by their derivation. While he had thought it was quite the pain back then, it seemed that his hard work had paid off, benefiting him in an entirely different world.
Making his way through the sciences, while most of the content, he had remembered and could do the questions easily, there were evidently new concepts that had been introduced since the time he completed high school and this slightly futuristic novel. Of course, the key concepts were still the same, allowing him to complete over 90% of it without too much trouble.
English, he aced easily. Having been raised in an English speaking country and community, it was only natural that his English skills were a notch above these Chinese students. The test consisted of basic grammar and some of the more difficult words. Throughout the entire exam, there was no mention of writing an essay, allowing Lu Fengyi’s worried heart to calm down.
Not stopping at all, Lu Fengyi beat his way through financial studies and politics with as much bullshit in his writing as he was able to manage. The secret to acing these social sciences was not as much knowing the content well, but instead knowing how to bullshit out a response in the most understandable, and concise, yet meaningless way possible. Putting the two subjects down like a defeated fighter in a ring, Lu Fengyi made his way to the final section.
Chinese.
Unknowingly, Lu Fengyi’s heart tightened in fear as he stared at the single word. Moving a trembling finger to open up the questions, his eyes constricted as he found himself blown out of his mind.