C6 School Reopening

Changqing No.1 Middle School stands as the sole national key high school within Changqing City, situated right at the city's heart and sprawling across 400 acres. Boasting the strongest teaching staff in the city and receiving the most substantial financial backing from the city bureau, the school embodies the collective pride of Changqing's high school students. Just last year, it celebrated producing Ludong Province's top college entrance exam scorer.

Among Ludong Province's ten national key high schools, Changqing No.1 ranks second, trailing only behind the esteemed Provincial Experimental Middle School.

The school's expansive campus in the coveted city center is a testament to its significance in Changqing City. With amenities like a pristine grass football field, an international standard 400-meter track, and the city's premier basketball court, Changqing No.1 offers facilities that other local high schools can only aspire to have.

Over recent years, the school has maintained a college admission rate consistently above 98.5%, with the acceptance rate into prestigious 211 Project universities reaching an impressive 53%. Stepping through the gates of Changqing No.1 is akin to having one foot already in a top university.

The school's stellar reputation, unmatched in Changqing City, attracts not only the academically elite but also the children of influential city officials and wealthy families, all vying for a spot through various connections.

Within the walls of Changqing No.1, these students form a unique cohort. While some excel academically, others present challenges that the school struggles to address.

On September 1st, the start of the academic year for all middle schools in Changqing, Qin Anyi stood at the school gates, exhaling deeply. Arriving early meant fewer students were around just yet.

For the past two years, each step Qin Anyi took into the campus was laden with immense pressure. Changqing No.1 was his launchpad for a brighter future, his beacon of hope, and he could not afford to let his guard down for even a moment.

After the events of last night, Qin Anyi experienced a profound shift in his mindset. A person's thoughts and attitudes are always evolving based on what they possess...

"Kylin, this training plan seems excessive in volume but otherwise unremarkable in method. Are you sure it's effective?" Qin Anyi, in high spirits, questioned as he made his way to the classroom.

His curiosity was understandable; the plan Kylin had provided was surprisingly basic. Qin Anyi had expected a super AI like Kylin to concoct an extraordinary training regimen, yet it turned out to be nothing more than push-ups, sit-ups, and weighted runs—standard exercises he was already familiar with. The only startling aspect was the sheer volume of the workouts...

"Master, please don't question the strongest combat AI's grasp of human evolution. Your current physical condition is rather average and cannot withstand more advanced training. The optimal approach is to first enhance your body's strength through extreme workouts and then proceed incrementally."

Qin Anyi nodded in agreement. Admittedly, he was a novice in this area and thus followed Kylin's guidance without question.

With the college entrance exam no longer segregating students into humanities and sciences, high schools had done away with such divisions. As a result, even though Qin Anyi had advanced from his sophomore to junior year, his classroom remained the same.

"Anyi, how did your summer review go? To start the school year with a comprehensive test assessing our current knowledge seems like a twisted idea from some sadistic teacher," Wei Dong griped, his face etched with distress as Qin Anyi approached his desk.

Wei Dong was average in looks, somewhat overweight, and his academic performance left much to be desired. Given his grades, Qin Anyi surmised that Wei Dong's enrollment at Changqing No.1 Middle School was likely due to strong family connections.

Yet Qin Anyi never delved into that matter. He lacked the interest in gossip and, more importantly, Wei Dong was the one person he'd come to consider a friend during his high school years. True friendship, after all, is based on personality, not family background.

"Thankfully, if the test isn't too tough, passing shouldn't be an issue," Qin Anyi responded offhandedly, chuckling at Wei Dong's sour expression. "No need to look so miserable. I get that your scores are too low to face your family with, but I'll do what I can to bump them up a bit. Still, we're in our senior year now; it's not sustainable to keep going this way."

Changqing No.1 Middle School holds an exceptional place within Changqing City, attracting the brightest students from the area. As a result, while the academic environment is intense, it's not overly stressful.

Unlike many typical high schools that use the summer break before junior year to catch up on studies, Changqing No.1 Middle School never resorts to vacation cramming, not even during the weekends of senior year.

With the city's top students and finest teachers, Changqing No.1 Middle School confidently employs a more liberal approach to teaching, steering clear of rote learning.

This freedom, however, is relative. Students are given ample time for self-directed learning, but the school regularly checks to ensure this autonomy is effective, ready to identify and address any issues promptly.

Of course, the most telling measure of independent study is the relentless cycle of exams.

Exam scores are the ultimate judge, the be-all and end-all!

"Man, I know, but my brain just doesn't get it. I start nodding off as soon as I crack open a textbook. But put on an action flick from R Country, and I could binge-watch without a yawn for a day straight!" Wei Dong grimaced, clearly vexed by his predicament.

In the midst of their conversation, homeroom teacher Zhao Guoping strode to the podium, papers in hand, exuding authority.

At just over thirty, Zhao stood an imposing 1.8 meters tall and weighed 180 kilograms, his figure mountainous. Rumor had it he was formerly an athlete, which explained his solid build. He was not only Qin Anyi's Chinese language teacher but also the homeroom teacher for Class Two.

"Excellent, everyone's on time. It looks like the first day of school has everyone in high spirits. As per tradition, we'll have a diagnostic test following the long break to see who's been slacking off. Wang, as usual, I'll need your assistance in proctoring the exam."

Zhao Guoping's voice boomed like a gong.

A girl with a ponytail in the fourth row stood up in response. She walked serenely to the front and began distributing the test papers Zhao had prepared.

Qin Anyi's attention was instantly captured by her—Wang Sui, the undisputed beauty of the class and the entire school. Even someone as typically disinterested in his classmates as Qin couldn't help but know a great deal about Wang Sui, largely thanks to his gossip-loving deskmate, Wei Dong.

Wang Sui's name signified more than just a top student with impeccable grades at Changqing No.1 Middle School; it also represented the dream girl of every male student from seniors to freshmen.

The eighteen-year-old's beauty was like a bud on the verge of blooming—subtle and not overwhelmingly stunning, but with a refined grace that could drive any man wild.

Given Wang Sui's exceptional academic record and the absence of other teachers to oversee this informal diagnostic test, Zhao Guoping traditionally had her help with proctoring.

There was no need to test Wang Sui's knowledge; her participation in the exam would leave no doubt about her securing the top spot.

After receiving his test paper, Qin Anyi shifted his focus away from Wang Sui, only to be surprised by the math questions in front of him. Typically, the diagnostic test covered four subjects—language, math, foreign language, and a comprehensive exam—all to be completed in one day.

But this test seemed different. Upon a quick review, Qin Anyi was astonished to find the math paper's difficulty far exceeded the usual standard, which was quite peculiar.

For Qin Anyi as he was now, these problems posed no challenge. However, had he not received the Qilin, he might have risked failing this test—a test with a level of difficulty that even surpassed that of the college entrance exam.

There's definitely something wrong!