Huh? Isn't This A Galgame?-Chapter 15 - 14 You are Presumptuous

[One and a half stars?]

[Only one and a half stars? Such a low rating?]

[Looks-wise, she does seem a bit plain]

[Average figure too]

[Overall quite ordinary, so this rating is pretty normal]

[With only one and a half stars, not even half of Qiqi's level, seems quite easy to deal with]

[Easy to deal with? Don't you misunderstand the Beginner's Trial Zone? I remember most of the female ghosts in the beginner trials were below one star, right? This one with one and a half stars is quite high and can filter out a lot of rookie players]

[Indeed]

[But this is the live stream of Ye Jiu, the great master]

[This one's capable of simultaneously dealing with three-star, three-and-a-half-star, and four-and-a-half-star female ghosts]

[Exactly]

[This mission is a sure thing for the master, no suspense, my coins are gone]

[By the way, has anyone encountered this academic ghost before? What type of boss is she? Contact type? Bodily fluid type? Or something else?]

[How do you deal with this type?]

[Never seen it]

[Never encountered it]

[No idea]

[Who cares, it's just one and a half stars, as long as it's not a rookie player who's especially timid or foolish, it should be easy to pass]

[Exactly, you don't even need to know the type, the master could just have a brief chat with her and pass]

[Agreed]

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...

Wen Nan stood dumbstruck in front of the desk, looking at the girl standing an arm's length away from him.

Yu Shujun, at first glance, appeared to be the typical image of a high-achieving senior student——

Wearing the blue and white striped school uniform of Qi Middle School, the oversized uniform covering her limbs snugly. Her high ponytail, with bangs covering most of her face. Wearing thick glasses, the lenses concealing her eyes' emotions well, adding a sense of mystery, coupled with an aura that kept people at a distance.

The two exchanged glances for a moment, eventually, Yu Shujun lowered her gaze and tapped twice on the empty desk beside her with the barrel of her pen, signaling Wen Nan to sit down.

Wen Nan obediently took a seat next to her.

She raised her hand to adjust her glasses on the bridge of her nose, glanced at the dial on her wrist, and said in a flat voice:

"You're an hour, twenty-three minutes, and a half late. In that time, I could have completed three sets of Olympiad mock exams by myself."

"Uh, sorry."

Yu Shujun glanced at her watch again, "Apologies are meaningless, they only waste another minute of my time."

With that, she pushed the test paper on her desk over to Wen Nan, "This is your math aptitude test paper for this time; take a look yourself—

"61 marks! How did you manage this score!"

Thinking about the 9-mark test paper the chubby guy took to the head teacher, Wen Nan quietly retorted, "It's not that bad... at least I passed."

"Passed? Full marks are 150!" Yu Shujun tapped the paper forcefully with her pen tip, "In the multiple-choice section, you only got three questions right! If I sprinkled some rice on the paper, grabbed a chicken, and let it randomly peck at the answers, they'd score higher than you!"

After her rant, Yu Shujun's tone softened a bit: "I've marked in red all the problematic areas, thought processes, and common mistakes on this paper. Go through it from start to finish by yourself. If you have questions, ask me. If not, don't speak, and let's not disturb each other."

With that, she pulled out her own Olympiad practice papers from her bag and started working on them, ignoring the person next to her entirely, as if he was just thin air.

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...

[???]

[Pressure monster?]

[That scary?]

[Why does this aura feel scarier than the head teacher next door, almost like the dean]

[Is she really at a one-and-a-half-star level? Why is the sense of oppression so strong?]

[Yeah, I'd give her five stars]

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[Even five stars seem too low]

[You guys have been misled by Jiu cilang, thinking this is a dog-blood romance drama live stream, right?]

[Exactly, the difficulty of dealing with characters is based on the threat level of the female ghost to the player, not the romance potential level]

[Exactly, though she scolds fiercely, notice she hasn't touched the streamer, nor has she really made eye contact, the only requirement she has now is for the streamer to solve the problems quietly, this kind of female ghost is honestly the easiest to handle]

[Yes, as long as you stay quiet for twenty minutes, the task ends]

[That simple? This sounds even easier to deal with than a strict head teacher]

[It's not difficult; this choice is probably a beginner's benefit, selecting it is a win]

[So the streamer just needs to quietly focus on the problems?]

[Yep]

[Ah, how dull]

[Leaving, off to the "Small but also cute" live stream]

[Joining you]

...

...

Just as the barrage in the live stream was clamoring to leave, Wen Nan's next move shocked them.

"Jun." Wen Nan raised his hand.

Yu Shujun frowned, her expression showing a trace of impatience.

She ignored Wen Nan, pretending not to hear him and continued writing intently on her paper.

Wen Nan cleared his throat and continued, "If I may—"

"—You may not." Yu Shujun replied without looking up.

Wen Nan: "Um, I have a question."

Yu Shujun: "No, you don't."

Wen Nan: ...

He was a serious student, and even though her attitude was cold, Wen Nan decided to voice his question that weighed on his mind:

"In such hot weather, aren't you sweating wearing such thick clothing?"

Yu Shujun: ...

Seeing no response, Wen Nan asked again: "Aren't your long bangs uncomfortable, blocking your vision?"

Yu Shujun: ...

Wen Nan persisted: "Are you wearing makeup? Did you learn this makeup skill from the PE teacher?"

...

...

[?]

[???]

[(=ﾟДﾟ=)]

[∑(O_O;)]

[No, what is the streamer doing?]

[Trying to get killed?]

[Wouldn't it be good to just spend twenty quiet minutes?]

[Why insist on asking questions]

[And why ask the academic achiever unrelated questions]

[Is he determined to test the limits of danger?]

[Is living well not an option?]

...

...

Crack!

The pen in Yu Shujun's hand snapped into two.

She finally turned to look at the man beside her, her smile more bitter than a cry, trying hard to suppress her anger, she said, "If you don't have a proper question, either keep quiet or get out of the classroom."

"I do."

Wen Nan pointed to Yu Shujun's knee area.

On her uniform trousers, there was a spot of brown iodine.

"When I came over just now, I smelled a strong disinfectant odor from you."

Wen Nan said, "Jun, did you just go to the school infirmary?"