Chapter 43 Rumour[Part 2]

That afternoon, it seemed every teacher had been instructed by their homeroom teacher, Liu Wei, to call on Zhou Yi frequently during class.

In English class, Zhou Yi's flawless accent left the teacher stunned.

In sketching class, his drawing of a bird was so lifelike it could have come straight out of a textbook.

In the history of Chinese and foreign art class, Zhou Yi traced the origins of art back to Pangu creating the heavens and earth—a mythical figure from ancient Chinese folklore.

The students in the visual communication class went from exclaiming, "Holy crap!" to "Oh, it's Zhou Yi. That's normal."

They were numb to his brilliance now. Even if Zhou Yi recited the textbook backward, they wouldn't bat an eye.

"He's not an art student—is he? How does he know all this?"

"I remember his sketches were terrible last semester."

"Yeah, I went to high school with him. We were in the humanities class. He never studied art."

"How many more surprises does he have up his sleeve?"

"Could the rumors be true? There's no other explanation."

It wasn't just the students who were shocked—the teachers were too.

After hearing their astonished remarks, Liu Wei proudly stroked his chin and smiled. "He might just take first place in the upcoming mathematical modeling competition."

With Zhou Yi's performance, who could still claim he cheated on his exams?

Those who had slandered him in the forum were left speechless.

Zhang Wu was even tagged in a post demanding an apology.

"Where's the proof Zhou Yi used a Bluetooth device to cheat?"

"Did someone live inside his throat to help him speak perfect English?"

"Did someone install a machine inside him to control his sketching?"

"Did someone insert a chip in his brain to make him a history expert?"

"Why don't you just say he's a robot or a cyborg?"

"Deleting your post and getting triggered makes you look like a clown, you know?"

Several students from the visual communication class joined in the mockery.

"The OP sure knows how to insult!"

"No one in our class doubts him anymore. Zhou Yi has blown everyone away today."

"Zhou Yi doesn't even bother with these clowns. He remains completely unfazed."

"Zhou Yi should think about who might bear a grudge against him—or who's always been hostile toward him."

"Find someone skilled in hacking and trace his IP address already."

Reading this, Zhang Wu panicked. He glanced around nervously, relieved no one was looking at him.

Not daring to say another word, he pretended to vanish and hastily deleted his anonymous account.

Meanwhile, Zhou Yi paid little attention to the forum drama.

He was busy.

After class, a stack of advanced math worksheets landed on his desk.

This was the teacher's "special treatment" for Zhou Yi.

It wasn't surprising. If a student suddenly emerged as a potential national competition winner, any teacher would be excited.

Extra tutoring was common, but Zhou Yi didn't even need it—he seemed to know everything.

Rumors about Zhou Yi continued to spread, reaching even the teachers.

When the final bell rang, signaling the end of the last class, Wang Yixin stood outside the visual communication classroom, catching the attention of many.

Su Ning noticed her too. Her expression darkened as she immediately looked at Zhou Yi.

Sure enough, Zhou Yi packed up his things, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and walked toward Wang Yixin.

Were they going on a date?

Su Ning pursed her lips, watching Zhou Yi's retreating figure, then suddenly turned to Zhang Lili, who was still packing up.

"Give me Zhou Yi's WeChat."

Zhang Lili giggled. "Oh, finally decided to add him, huh?"

Su Ning replied defensively, "I need to talk to him about something. Don't get the wrong idea."

Zhang Lili nodded with a teasing smile. "Oh~ I see~ Sure thing~ I totally believe you're not just trying to talk to Zhou Yi~"

Her playful tone made Su Ning blush. The girl glared at her. "Are you giving it to me or not?"

Zhang Lili laughed. "Of course, of course. How could I refuse the goddess?"

Meanwhile, as soon as Zhou Yi stepped out of the classroom, Wang Yixin approached him with a bright smile.

"Am I late, Yi-Gege?"