Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady-Chapter 408 - 195. Heading Toward the Christmas at the End of the Term (4)_2

Chapter 408: 195. Heading Toward the Christmas at the End of the Term (4)_2

Xiaoquan Aonai’s gaze swept over certain individuals.

After a brief silence, she continued, "You guys have already fallen out of the top 5% nationwide."

"Performance doesn’t define life, but it also shouldn’t hinder anyone’s life."

"Now we will start distributing report cards, please come up when your name is called."

"Nakayama Yurina!"

"Here!"

"Tanaka Fuma!"

"Here!"

"Ikeda Kazumi!"

"Here!"

...

"Dubian Che!"

"Here!"

For Dubian Che, his first year at Goda had thus ended.

******

Capital City, Yunbei.

After school and the major cleanup.

Amidst the cheerful atmosphere of the winter break’s onset, some sat in the classroom sighing at their report cards, and some girls were even crying.

Although feeling somewhat guilty for this classmate, Chisako was so happy she felt like singing.

"Chisako, did you do well this time?" Sahui asked, tilting her head as they walked toward the Wind Instrument Club corridor.

"Eh? Did I tell you that?"

"You’ve been humming songs."

Chisako covered her mouth, eyes wide: "Did I actually start singing?"

Looking amused, Sahui smiled, "How did you do?"

"Not as good as you, Sahui," Chisako said, failing to suppress a smile at the corner of her lips.

"Isn’t that obvious?" Sahui rolled her eyes, "What were you doing while I was studying?"

"I, I was also studying!"

"Really?"

"Oh come on, I just didn’t study as long as you," Chisako said, changing the topic and pulling out her report card from her backpack.

Sahui grabbed it immediately, noticing the report card was uncreased.

"Japanese...Math, you’ve made great progress in math," Sahui said, surprised.

"It’s just a deviation value of 64."

"Wasn’t your last mock test only 49?"

"49.2! Those 0.2 points put me ahead of dozens of people!"

"...I don’t know what you are insisting on," Sahui sighed, "Math, and your tenor horn, are they all thanks to those two ’Advanced Magic Potion Making’ books?"

Because Chisako was always seen with two notebooks and her tenor horn skills had significantly improved, in math she even began explaining problems to others. And since she wouldn’t show the notebooks to anyone, classmates who liked "Harry Potter" started calling them "The Half-blood Prince’s Advanced Magic Potion Making".

This nickname had unknowingly begun to spread.

Just now, while receiving the report card, in the good mood of the class teacher, she also joked about Chisako using this topic.

"It’s not entirely thanks to those," sometimes I directly ask the Half-blood Prince himself.

The Half-blood Prince, Dubian Che—completely unaware.

Chisako could imagine telling him about this nickname; with Dubian Che’s temperament, he’d definitely say:

Half-blood Prince? Who do you think you are looking down on? At least call me Voldemort!

Thinking of his proud nature made Chisako want to laugh.

"But your English..." Sahui noted the deviation value of 56.

"I’ve already decided I’m not going to a university that requires English!"

"Weren’t you planning to be an English teacher?"

"I found out I like math more!"

"Who’d believe that? I remember during midterms you were saying you weren’t going to study math at a university."

Caught by Sahui’s remark, Chisako scratched her cheek sheepishly:

"Then I’ll have to ask the Half-blood Prince again, and get an English notes book next time I see him. By the way, how’s your English?"

Sahui was preparing to study at a music college abroad.

"Here," Sahui pulled out her own report card.

"All subjects national deviation value 72? That’s amazing! English alone has a deviation value of... 79.4?!" Chisako was so surprised she even stopped walking.

Sahui also paused, seriously saying, "English is foundational for pursuing music internationally, of course, I take it seriously."

"79.4, I wonder when I can even reach 70... By the way, what rank is 79.4 nationally?"

"I don’t know."

"Can you check?"

Chisako took out her phone.

Sahui nodded, "If it’s for Chisako, of course."

Feeling cheered by Sahui’s words, Chisako’s mood improved.

Online, they could look up the national scores, deviation values, rankings, and the national average for individuals.

"Ranked 2396th, awesome!"

"With this level, continuing and further studying in Tokyo for a year before going abroad should pose no problem."

"Absolutely no problem!" Chisako was more confident than Sahui herself.

Sahui stared at Chisako and suddenly reached out, tucking a strand of hair, which Chisako had been subconsciously chewing in her excitement, behind her ear.

In that moment, Chisako was tempted to put her own hand over Sahui’s on her face.

To restrain this strange impulse, she spoke:

"Shall we ask how that guy did?"

"The Half-blood Prince?"

Hearing this silly nickname made Chisako want to laugh: "Yes, the Half-blood Prince."

"Let’s ask while we walk," Sahui suggested.

"Okay."

"Send your grades and let’s see."

The reply came quickly.

"Forget it."

They hadn’t walked far when Chisako stopped again.

"What’s wrong?" Sahui asked, puzzled.

"It seems like he blew his exams."

"Really?" Sahui smiled, tucking her hair behind her ears.

Unaware of her friend’s expression, Chisako resumed walking, quickly typing on her phone.

"Send them, let’s take a look."

Waiting for Dubian Che to send his report card, she prepared to give him a good scolding—like, what kind of regression is this, better than our school’s first, easy entrance into Tokyo University, right!

"Really, forget it."

"How about we exchange? I’ll send my disastrous report card to you, and you can send me yours."

Before he could refuse, Kumiko sent her own grades.

’Could it be worse than my English?’ she thought.

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