C16 Income: 100,000

The English teacher's explosive declaration sent shockwaves through the crowd, igniting a frenzy of excitement.

"Really? Perfect scores in both the Science comprehensive and English exams? Is he even human?"

"All I can say is: impressive!"

"He's quite the show-off, isn't he?"

"In the fiercely competitive second semester of senior year, someone unexpectedly aced the tests!"

"In other words, their performance in the latter half of senior year is nothing short of incredible!"

"Wow, maybe there's still hope for me to get into a top university if I put in the effort?"

"I don't have any grand ambitions, so I'll just root for everyone else!"

All eyes were on Lee Yun, filled with a mix of envy and respect.

No one suspected Lee Yun of cheating, especially not in the English essay where it's impossible to copy—his perfect score was undoubtedly earned.

"It seems I've won."

Lee Yun gave Zhou Xianming, seething with anger, a faint smile. He didn't press for the wager to be settled, secretly hoping Zhou Xianming would default so the System could take over the collection.

Lee Feng shot a glance at the dean, whose face was a picture of fury and humiliation—a stark contrast to his earlier smugness and disdain for Lee Yun. He was seething, as if he could barely contain his rage.

The teachers from the advanced class exchanged bewildered looks, unable to believe their student had been bested by Lee Yun.

"Congratulations, Lee Yun!"

Fang Xue stood up, beaming at Lee Yun. "Your scores are impressive. Were you holding back before, or did you buckle down over the winter break?"

Either scenario spoke volumes of Lee Yun's excellence, proving he was a match for her own brilliance.

"Xiao Xue!"

Zhou Xianming's face lost even more color. He had not only lost the bet but had also made a fool of himself in front of Fang Xue. Today, he felt utterly humiliated.

The dean regained his composure and spoke calmly, "This contest ends here. Lee Yun, you hid your abilities and made a bet with Zhou Xianming. Though you've won, it's not exactly honorable.

Now, let's all disperse!"

He dismissed the crowd with a wave of his hand, ignoring the jeers that followed.

Xie Kang's theories were utter rubbish!

"There's one thing I know for certain: a bet is a bet, and you must accept the outcome," Fang Xue declared without sparing Zhou Xianming another glance, feeling she might be sick if she did.

"What's the meaning of this gathering?!"

A commanding voice cut through the noise, and the crowd parted for an elderly man in his sixties.

"Good day, Grandpa Principal."

Fang Xue affectionately took the old man's arm, surprising Lee Yun who hadn't realized how close she was to the principal.

"So that's the situation!"

After Fang Xue filled him in, the principal gave the dean a frosty look. "Dean Xie, when did I authorize the opening of the exam papers? You've caused quite the stir!"

"Principal, I... um..."

"Save your explanations for the staff meeting on Monday, where you'll address the entire school."

Xie Kang shrank back, his face a portrait of embarrassment that the crowd found amusing.

With that, the incident was nearly resolved.

Zhou Xianming, looking grim, asked for Lee Yun's bank details and then left without another word.

A short time later, Lee Yun's phone chimed.

"Account number: *9600, deposit of 100,000 yuan received on September 25 at 20:51. Available balance: ..."

"This guy is loaded," Lee Yun remarked with a whistle, yet surprisingly, he felt little excitement.

His self-assurance was solidly in place; he envisioned a future filled with endless sums of money—hundreds of thousands, millions, even tens of millions!

Lee Yun was steadfast in his belief: he could make it happen!