I Transmigrated into a Book and Became the Real Rich Daughter's Pampered Cousin

Chapter 39: Conflict

The teachers worked together, and the results were calculated very quickly.

The leading teacher looked at them and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. "it seems our students' foundation is quite solid. Overall, they did quite well. What's worth being happy about is that there's even a student who got the full score."

"Young Master Fu is the best!" Liu Huan slapped the table and cheered.

Fu Sui couldn't help but smile a little. His eyes drifted to Zhai Jing, but when he saw that the other was unmoved, he snorted in his heart.

To his surprise, the leading teacher had a puzzled look on his face when he heard Liu Huan's words. He lowered his head and opened the paper. "Student Fu did well this time. It's just that he made a small mistake in the last big question, so he lost some marks."

The noise in the classroom suddenly stopped. Fu Sui's smile disappeared before Liu Huan could stop smiling.

The teacher on stage continued, "But you can't blame Student Fu for this. It's already very impressive that he could see the first hidden trap. However, there was a second trap hidden in this question. In the special training class, only Student Zhai Jing could see this."

"As expected of a prodigy!" Like Liu Huan, Zhai Jing's classmates also cheered him on happily.

Before this, these people had been praising Fu Sui and belittling Zhai Jing, which made the second-year students a little unhappy, but they didn't dare to refute it for the sake of their senior.

Now that Zhai Jing had used his results to slap these people in the face, they felt so good!

Listening to their flattery of Zhai Jing, Fu Sui, who had been embarrassed, kicked the stool away and strode out. He stalked home furiously, only to run into Father Fu who had come home early.

At the dining table, Father Fu suddenly mentioned, "Isn't Dahong Corporation going to hold a math competition in a few days? I heard from your mom that you went to register for the competition. I met President Ren today and even talked about it. You have to work hard and get first place. Then, you can show your face in front of President Ren."

Fu Sui's grip on his chopsticks tightened as he thought of his preliminary test results.

He lowered his head and stared at the rice in his bowl. "Okay, " he replied in a low voice.

The day of the competition arrived very quickly. After the first and second rounds of online selection, Mingcheng High School had a total of six students who entered the finals. Among them, Zhai Jing and Fu Sui were ranked first and second.

Before he went on stage, Zhai Jing went to the bathroom to call Mother Zhai. He was relieved to know that she had a good appetite for lunch and had eaten half a bowl of porridge.

After hanging up the phone, Zhai Jing met Fu Sui, who was washing his hands.

Fu Sui took out a piece of tissue and wiped his hands, saying casually, "I heard that your mother is hospitalized. The 30,000 yuan prize money must be very important to you, right?"

Zhai Jing paused for a moment. "It is indeed very important."

Fu Sui threw the dirty tissue into the trash can and turned to look at him. "But even so, I won't go easy on you, junior."

Zhai Jing, who was bending over to wash his hands, suddenly stood up. "You don't need to."

Fu Sui raised his eyebrows and laughed. "Then don't cry when you lose."

Zhai Jing looked at how certain he was and frowned. He felt a little strange, but he did not take it to heart.

Dahong Corporation had organized this competition to advertise their company, so there were many high-level leaders and reporters present.

Zhai Jing, as the favorite to win the championship, was instantly surrounded by reporters as soon as he entered the examination hall.

Fu Sui, who was not far away, saw this scene and a flash of jealousy appeared in his eyes. He did not attract so much attention when he entered the venue.

Seeing his expression, Father Fu reminded him softly, "School your expression. The one who can laugh in the end is the winner."

Fu Sui's expression froze and he looked away.

The final was divided into three rounds. Zhai Jing had won first place twice and successfully entered the third round. At this time, there were only three students left on the field. They were Zhai Jing, Fu Sui, and a student from another school. The three of them were competing for the final place.

The difficulty of the last round was obviously much more than the previous two rounds. Zhai Jing knew that those who could make it to the end were all very capable people, so he did not dare to be careless.

When he saw that there was only one big question left, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. He had set up anti-interception settings, so only a few numbers could call his phone. Everyone knew that he was in the game, so there was only one reason anyone would call him at this time.

Zhai Jing's heart sank.