A piece of snow cake

Chen Yuan found that his superpowers refreshed every week.
The first week, he noticed a red number attached to any object that exhibited signs of life, ranging from hundreds, thousands, to tens of thousands, and more. The smallest number he had ever seen was 0.00001, atop a teddy bear. A second later, a large truck crushed it.
The second week, he discovered he could hear others' inner voices, uncontrollable. Whatever they thought, they would continuously pour into his head, keeping him from daring to visit places like subways and shopping malls. Moreover, he no longer dared to directly look at the girl with bangs sitting in the back seat who usually kept quiet...
Subsequently, he refreshed other special abilities such as Dream Connection and Body Swapping.
Several weeks later, his superpowers stopped updating. After several peaceful days, he was ready to return to his normal life. Yet, a girl wearing red stood under a gingko tree, tilted her head at him, and asked: "Can you see me?"

My Superpower Refreshes Every Week

Hearing this, the teachers gathered around.


Because these words were too captivating.


What it meant was, indeed, 56 points is our grading ceiling. But is it rigidly defined that the highest score for a Chinese composition can only be that much?


Should someone who far surpasses the standard of 56 points be confined to that score?


Are we honestly making these teachers admit that in the subject of Chinese, we cannot differentiate much in grades, and therefore it doesn't need to be taken so seriously?


"Let me take a look," Wu Wensen took the exam papers and instantly recognized it from the title, "A novel, huh."


"Writing a novel in a lower-level exam room?"


"It's also possible that this student excels in Chinese, but struggles with other subjects, which is why they ended up in this exam room."


Chapter 153: Don't Want to Study Anymore, Let's Fall in Love (Thanks to Guild Leader MonSakura)