Ma Mingquan also looked in disbelief at Fu Zhi. It took him a long while to process everything that had just transpired, and when he came around to his senses, he hastily said, "Fu Zhi, it's good to have a dream, and as your teacher, I will support your dream. But there's a fine line between having a dream and daydreaming!"

"Hah, daydreaming," Qian Wenrui scoffed coldly. "Are you not afraid of biting your own tongue while you're making such a statement? A bad student will forever be a bad student. That is a fact that will never change, and there is no way they will defeat my class in terms of academic performance."

A hint of annoyance crossed Fu Zhi's eyes.

Song Fang pressed his lips nervously and then saw Fu Zhi narrowing her eyes and said, "So? As far as I know, the average score of your class is not the highest in our school, so what makes you think that we can't surpass your class?"

Qian Wenrui and the students of Class 1 were stunned.

'Is she mocking us?'

For a moment, nobody spoke.

Fu Zhi then pushed her tongue against her cheek and added, "Stop beating around the bush. Are you up to the challenge or not?"

"Of course! Fu Zhi, if you can't do it, you're going to withdraw from our school! No.1 High School doesn't need a student who doesn't know how to respect her teachers!" Qian Wenrui snarled, her face red with anger.

Since she could not have Fu Zhi, she had to use this opportunity to kick her out of the school. After all, once Fu Zhi was gone, there would be no one to fight with Lu Yubai for 1st place in the college entrance exam.

Fu Zhi nodded and said, "Okay."

'Okay?!'

Xiao Liu was so exasperated that he stamped his feet in frustration when he heard Fu Zhi's answer. "You d*mn spoiled child! Do you even know what the hell you are talking about?"

1st place average score in all subjects? Did she really think everyone in Class 21 was a genius like her? Even if they were geniuses, how was there any possibility she could prepare them for the examination in such a short time?

That said, Xiao Liu was not really angry with her. The person that he wanted to choke to death was actually Qian Wenrui. If it were not for her, none of this would have happened.

Just as the thought surfaced in Xiao Liu's head, Fu Zhi patted his shoulder and added, "Alright, you will be our witness. I'm taking them back to class now. After all, time is of the essence."

Xiao Liu did not know what to say.

'Sis, don't you think things are now so far gone that this is akin to the destruction of No.1 High School?'

Xiao Liu heaved a long sigh.

Fu Zhi took her friends back to their class.

The bell rang, and Director Liu chased the rest of the students back to their own classes as well.

The office was now silent. Qian Wenrui threw her document on the table and said, "What a bunch of good-for-nothings. They'll get the best average scores in all the subjects? Who does she think she is? A magician? I would like to see how she's going to do it this time!"

"Ms. Qian, you… Sigh!"

The rest of the teachers of Class 1 shook their heads. Ma Mingquan's expression was ugly.

The bet had been made, and there was nothing he could do about it. As their class teacher, he knew how terrible the overall academic performance of Class 21 was. That said, he was not going to give up just like that. As Fu Zhi had said, every student deserved a chance. Their inability to get good grades in examinations should not be the reason for their humiliation. With that thought in mind, he decided to give them more homework and put more effort into his teaching to boost them up.

—

Everyone in the school soon learned about the bet between Class 1 and Class 21.

"It's not Fu Zhi against Class 1, but the entire Class 21 against Class 1? How is Class 21 supposed to defeat Class 1? The students of Class 1 are elite students."

"What the hell is Ma Mingquan thinking? Just because he was scratched by a woman, he asked his students to fight for him? Why don't they go fight outside the school? I'm sure Class 21 will be able to defeat Class 1 in that case."

"No, not Ma Mingquan. It's Fu Zhi who made the bet. She even said that she's going to make Qian Wenrui and Class 1 apologize to Class 21."

"Is she out of her mind?"

"Fu Zhi is smarter than everyone else. If she loses the bet, she can just transfer to another school. She doesn't have to bear any consequences, but what about the students of Class 21? I'm afraid they will become the laughing stock of the school!"

—

Meanwhile, the atmosphere in Class 21 was tense. All of them kept their heads low in dejection and looked worried.

In the end, Song Fang smacked the table and shouted, "Come on, guys! It's just a bet. Why do you all have to look so worried? We're all human and we begin from the same starting point, so what Class 1 can do, Class 21 can do as well!"

Wang Yu and a fat student looked at each other and said, "Stop it, Brother Fang. We all know what we're capable of. Besides, you're not Sister Zhi, so you won't be able to brainwash us."

Song Fang was speechless. He took the broom in the front of the classroom and knocked on the blackboard. "Silence! Can you guys be more optimistic? If you are going into a war with this kind of attitude, all of you are going to die!"

'So? We are all just a bunch of fodder. Nobody cares about us.'

This was one of the very few moments Song Fang wished that Lu Yumo was in Class 21. After all, with him there, Song Fang was certain that they would be able to lift their spirits.

That said, although Song Fang was fighting alone, he was not going to give up just like that. He raised the broom high in the air, swirled it around, and finally pointed it at Su Xing. "Come on, Su Xing. Stand up and tell everyone. What would you do in this kind of situation?"

Grabbing a book with her hand, Su Xing shot up from her chair and lifted her face. There was nothing but sorrowful determination on her face. She looked just like a soldier who was going to commit suicide and crash against their enemy after giving her last speech.

Song Fang's arm shook, and the broom nearly fell from his hand. Then, before he could say anything, he heard Su Xing shout at the top of her lungs, her eyes red around the rims due to her surging emotions, "Study hard and get better every day! We're not going to depend on our fathers or our mothers. We're going to rely on ourselves and fight for glory! Although we're not the best, we definitely are the most hardworking! We're going to work as hard as possible and prove to everyone else who looks down on us that we're not a bunch of good-for-nothings! Let's offer up our hearts and fight till the end!"

Song Fang was so stunned that his brain went blank.

He felt that Su Xing was really adorable. He suddenly had the urge to pet her and he could not help himself. A laugh escaped out of the corner of his lips.

Su Xing looked at him, her eyes red like a rabbit's.

Noticing her gaze, Song Fang cleared his throat and added in a stern voice, "That's the spirit, Su Xing! We're going to finish memorizing the history of Zou Ji's assassination attempt on King Zheng of the Qin State!"

"Brother Fang, with all due respect, I really think you should go to the hospital and have the doctor check your brain.

"The one who made an assassination attempt on King Zheng was Jing Ke! Not Zou Ji!"

Song Fang scratched his face in embarrassment.

After Fu Zhi and Ye Jiu finished talking, she raised her head and the first thing she saw was Song Fang's reddened face. She stifled a smile and then threw all her homework on Ye Jiu's desk.

Song Fang's attempt to brainwash Class 21 had not ended up working very well. The main reason was that he did not believe that they could defeat Class 1 either. He stayed on the stage for a little longer before going back to his seat in dejection.

He took a glance at Fu Zhi and realized that she was scribbling something on an English exercise book.

Piqued by curiosity, he went forward and asked, "Sister Zhi, are you spotting English questions for us?"

Fu Zhi turned her head and looked at him. She looked rather confused, and just as Song Fang was wondering why she was looking at him like that, he heard her say, "Well, you're not wrong, but this is German."

Song Fang was petrified.

'It's over. God is going to end us all!'

Song Fang was so devastated that he did not know what to say anymore. He shrank back to his seat and lay on the table, looking just like a turtle hiding its head in its shell.

—

In the meantime, the bet was not a small matter, as it was related to Fu Zhi. Director Liu could not control the situation, so he called Ouyang Feng.

Truth be told, Director Liu did not want Fu Zhi to go either.

When Ouyang Feng heard everything from Director Liu, he thought for a moment and said, "Since Fu Zhi already said that, give another 3,000 yuan as a bonus to Ms. Qian this month."

Director Liu was stunned. He did not get it at all, so he said, "But… But…"

Everything else aside, Qian Wenrui was indeed a very capable teacher who had contributed a lot to No.1 High School, and Fu Zhi was one of the best students he had ever met in his whole life. Although she was troublesome, bad-tempered, and hard to contain, he did not want her to go at all.

"I know what you want to say, but listen to me first," Ouyang Feng chimed in. "Ms. Qian is too petty-minded. She cares about nothing but grades and she won't be able to handle it if Class 21 really defeats Class 1."

The scale soon dropped in Director Liu's eyes. "So this is not a bonus but a pension!"

He knew it. He knew that Ouyang Feng would not give up on Fu Zhi that easily. After all, he had seen him lead Fu Zhi out of the school last time. Therefore, he was certain that they knew each other, and there was no way Ouyang Feng would suddenly change his stance and side with Qian Wenrui!

"Just let Fu Zhi do what she wants," Ouyang Feng said. "Other than one student who got admitted into Tsinghua University directly last year, only four students got in, right?"

Director Liu nodded. "Yes. However, that's a lot lower compared to previous years. Our school used to have 30 or more students get into Tsinghua University. I think it's because students nowadays have a better family background, so they don't really fight for it."

"What if Fu Zhi made a new record with this batch of students?"

Director Liu was stunned.

—

The atmosphere in Class 21 changed drastically after the bet.

In the past, the students used to sleep or play with their phones during class, but after the incident, all of them had turned a new leaf. They did not play with their phones or sleep in the classroom anymore.

The teacher that came into their classroom today was new. Her name was Ms. Zhang, and she used to be the language teacher of Class 3. Since Fan Gaoda had taken the day off today, she had to replace him and teach Class 21.

She had heard a lot of bad stuff about Class 21, so she was kind of scared of them. Since she was not as fierce as Fan Gaoda, she was worried that she might not be able to control them. However, little had she expected that the moment she arrived, Zhou Zihuai would be writing a Physics equation on the blackboard, while the rest of the students would be listening attentively to him.

She was dumbfounded when she saw the scene and subconsciously looked at Fu Zhi.

She had been teaching in No.1 High School for some time, and although she had not taught Fu Zhi before, she was her favorite student and she wanted to teach her a lot.

However, Fu Zhi had made a bet with Qian Wenrui. She felt a little bit disappointed because, like the others, she did not think that Class 21 could defeat Class 1.

She let out a long sigh when she thought about it.

At the same time, Fu Zhi was keeping her head low, and it seemed like she was writing something on a piece of paper.

Unlike what Ms. Zhang had in mind, the language class proceeded smoothly. She had a lot of interactions with the students of Class 21 and she felt content.

Then, Song Fang raised his arm and asked, "Miss, can you teach us how to tackle comprehension questions?"

Ms. Zhang let out an "ah", and it took her a long while before she came back to her senses and replied, "Sure. The students of Class 3 have compiled some notes on how to tackle comprehension questions, so I can lend them to you guys…"

She looked around the class and added, "Well, there will be 7 schools working on the question papers for the final examination this time, so the question papers will be a lot harder. After all, they are mostly new questions modeled after the pattern of the college entrance examination. If you guys really want to improve your grades in the shortest time, as far as the language subject is concerned, I suggest you go look for questions set by Chen Xin and Bai Ji."

She paused for a moment before adding, "Chen Xin is the one who set the questions for the language paper in the college entrance exam two years ago, while the latter is the former's disciple, who picked up the baton after Chen Xin retired. Both of them have the same style, but the questions set by Bai Ji are harder to predict.

"As for the questions related to 'Red Sun', you guys better not ask Fu Zhi. I've seen her answers before, and you will definitely get no marks if you copy them."

Fu Zhi did not know what to say.

Ms. Zhang let out a sigh of relief when she saw that Fu Zhi did not get angry at her.

Honestly, she was quite worried that Fu Zhi might beat her as well.

When she returned to the office, Qian Wenrui was talking to the language teacher of Class 1. As soon as Qian Wenrui saw her, she nodded at her and said, "It must be hard to teach Class 21, right? Anyway, don't be so hard on yourself, Ms. Zhang. We all understand."

"Please don't say that, Ms. Qian," Ms. Zhang said. "I think they are very hardworking, and they are all good kids."

"Good kids? Are you sure about that?" Qian Wenrui scoffed.

She shook her head, as she did not want to talk to Ms. Zhang anymore. At the same time, the language teacher of Class 1 flipped the exercise book open, and her eyes lit up. "Ms. Qian, where did you get this exercise book? They are all questions set by Bai Ji. It must have cost a lot, right?"

"It was a gift from my friend."

Technically, it was not a gift from her friend. After Hang Yuan had learned about the bet between her and Fu Zhi, Ouyang Ya had sent Wu Zhiheng the learning material of each subject for Qian Wenrui.

As the class teacher of Class 1, Qian Wenrui knew how precious this learning material was.

Since the language teacher of Class 1 did not make an effort to lower her voice, Ms. Zhang shot up from her chair and craned her neck forward to take a look.

When she saw Bai Ji's name, her heart sank.

Considering Qian Wenrui's behavior, she was positive that Qian Wenrui would not lend the learning material to Class 21. Without the learning material, it would be even more difficult for Class 21 to defeat Class 1, and if Class 21 really wanted to win the bet, they'd have to get only bigshots like He Ming and Bai Ji to teach them.