Pass One Charm: 650 points?!!!
Pass One Charm: Spill it, where exactly did you steal that picture from? You actually dared to use it to fool your group mates.
Pass One Charm: Your group mates are connected heart-to-heart with you, and you’re playing mind games with them? It’s just a meal—what’s it worth?
The days when a down-and-out writer scrimps and saves drafts always fly by. Even if he wants to become a virtual streamer, he needs the capital to custom-order a puppet suit first.
Of course, he’s not really thinking about doing that just yet.
In the blink of an eye, it was time to check the scores.
After checking his scores, the first thing, of course, was to spam the group chat—just like how his older friends like to post on Moments right away.
All you can say is, young people have their own social circles.
Human-Dragon Unity: I hope you face the fact that you have to treat us to a meal.
Bai Bai: I hope you face the fact that you have to treat Xiao Yi to a meal.
Pass One Charm: Bai Bai! Aren’t we the closest of friends?! Why?!
Pass One Charm: Have you forgotten those days we spent together roasting Pigeon for showing off her cards?
Bai Bai: Cutting ties, cutting ties hard.
Pigeon: I suggest you don’t bother challenging Bai Bai’s level of dependence on Xiao Yi—it’s just asking for trouble.
Bai Bai: Exactly, exactly.
Don’t Play Holy Slash: Well, I’ll be damned, that’s unexpected.
Don’t Play Holy Slash: Although we’ve all watched you improve, I really didn’t expect you’d go this far. Even I think it’s a bit too exaggerated.
Pass One Charm: If this isn’t exaggerated, what is? A month ago, you weren’t even stable for a third-tier uni, and now you’ve counterattacked into a 985. I can’t accept this.
Pass One Charm: Anyone there? I need to report someone for cheating.
Don’t Play Holy Slash: Pigeon was a senior high schooler too, right? How’d she do?
Pigeon: About the same as Xiao Yi. I performed pretty well this time too.
To be honest, he’s feeling a bit dizzy from this sudden surprise right now.
He’d originally planned for a solid first-tier uni, maybe even try for a top first-tier.
But he never imagined the results would be even better than he’d hoped.
Looks like he really nailed it that day… plus maybe a dash of luck.
Human-Dragon Unity: Well then, congrats to Pigeon on a great score too.
Pigeon: Haha, you too.
Human-Dragon Unity: Getting this score— that mock exam you gave was key, Pigeon. Of course, the books the President lent me helped me cram the basics hard too.
Pigeon: Really? I didn’t notice.
Don’t Play Holy Slash: Nice,
Bai Bai: Mainly it’s Xiao Yi’s own effort. If it were me, no way I could’ve done it.
Don’t Play Holy Slash: True. Give the same books to anyone else, and I doubt they’d pull it off.
Pass One Charm: I have no proof, but I feel like someone’s cheating.
Pigeon: Aww, Xiao Huo, you look so ugly when you’re jealous.
Pass One Charm: ???
Pass One Charm: Right, though not as crazy as Xiao Yi’s, Pigeon is pretty ridiculous too.
Pass One Charm: Doesn’t this girl play games every day? Where’d she get scores like this from?
Pass One Charm: I busted my ass back then, damn it.
Pigeon: I just love that look on your face when you’re pissed at me but can’t do a thing about it. Hehe.
Pigeon: Woman, beach, man.jpg
Pass One Charm: ? Blood pressure UP.jpg
Don’t Play Holy Slash: I checked it out—Xiao Huo, you’re probably gonna have to treat him to that meal.
Don’t Play Holy Slash: With that score, he can apply to H University. As long as he selects “accept allocation,” there’s a very high chance he’ll get in.
Pass One Charm: Heh, fine if he gets in. It’s just one meal—what’s treating him?
Don’t Play Holy Slash: Of course, if he wants to pick his major himself, he could go to a school below H University level.
Don’t Play Holy Slash: But then he probably won’t get that meal on you, Xiao Huo.
H University? That’s a top-ten national powerhouse.
Filling out an application for a school like that? He never even dared dream of it before.
No wonder Xiao Huo was so confident, saying even same-tier schools were fine.
As for majors—sure, majors matter, but compared to getting into H University, they weren’t that big a deal.
Human-Dragon Unity: Didn’t expect Xiao Huo to be an H University student. My respects.
Pass One Charm: Whoa, doxxed.
Human-Dragon Unity: But since the President knows so much about Xiao Huo and H University, they must be an H University student too, just like him.
Don’t Play Holy Slash: Mhm, that’s right.
Don’t Play Holy Slash: So, how about it? Wanna think about it—we’ll be waiting for you at H University.
Human-Dragon Unity: Deal. This meal is mine.
Normally speaking, something this important should be discussed with parents.
But his mom and dad aren’t highly educated, so they’d probably just drag him to ask that “experienced” uncle of his and go with whatever advice he gives for schools and majors.
As for that uncle: high scores? Law or medicine. Low scores? Civil engineering.
He’d wanted to study computer science, but ended up in civil engineering—that uncle’s 99% to blame.
Pass One Charm: I don’t think it’s that extreme…
Don’t Play Holy Slash: Then we can set a time to share the background and rules, prep a new character sheet.
Don’t Play Holy Slash: This time… D&D. I’ll DM. It’ll be a long-term campaign.
Don’t Play Holy Slash: We’ll run it online first. Once Xiao Yi gets to H University, we can switch to in-person sessions.
Pass One Charm: Suddenly treating to a meal doesn’t feel so bad. Long-term campaign, yay!
Pigeon: ??? What about me and Bai Bai?
Bai Bai: Angry.jpg
Don’t Play Holy Slash: Huh? Normal group participation, duh. We’ll still use the group for in-person stuff—just post here like usual.
Pigeon: Damn it, I wanna join in-person too.
Bai Bai: Damn it, I wanna join in-person too.
“Xiangwen, have you checked your scores?” His mom’s voice came from outside the room door.
“Checked.”
“Then come out and show us.”
“Got it, one sec.”
Human-Dragon Unity: Gotta go report to mom and dad first. Bai.
Don’t Play Holy Slash: Bai.
Bai Bai: Bye-bye.
Pass One Charm: Go on, blow their minds hard.
Pigeon: Go on, blow their minds hard.
Mo Xiangwen smiled, locked his phone screen, pocketed it, and headed out.
In the living room, he found them sitting on the sofa like they were geared up for battle.
“What’s with the serious faces?”
Zhou Xiuqin looked a bit anxious: “Don’t play dumb. You haven’t come out to report your scores half the day—what’d you get?”
As for his dad Mo Chenfeng, his face was dark as he stayed silent for ages before squeezing out: “If you didn’t do well, it’s fine. Worst case, retake next year.”
Mo Xiangwen chuckled helplessly, pulled up the score SMS on his phone, and held it out to his parents.
They both eagerly leaned in, heads squeezed together toward the tiny screen, as if that’s the only way to see the text clearly.
The next moment, though, they both froze.
After a long while, they looked at each other, both faces etched with utter disbelief.
“This… is your score?” Zhou Xiuqin asked incredulously. “You didn’t just grab some fake SMS to trick us, did you?”
“Do I have any reason to?” Mo Xiangwen shrugged. “Don’t believe me? Call and check again.”
“650 for a second-tier uni?” Mo Chenfeng murmured dazedly. “When did second-tier lines get this high?”
“No, I said at least second-tier. I never said it was second-tier.” Mo Xiangwen sighed. “You assumed that yourself.”
“Then why didn’t you tell us it was at least first-tier?” Zhou Xiuqin grumbled.
“I did say it, but you wouldn’t have believed me. Think about it.” He shot back. “If I’d told you right then—at least first-tier, maybe even top first-tier—what would you have thought?”
Mo Chenfeng and Zhou Xiuqin both fell silent again.
Yeah, if Mo Xiangwen had said that straight up back then, they’d have figured he was either joking or bombed so bad he was lying to console them.
But now the score query SMS was right there in front of them, more convincing than any words.
Trick them? Pointless. Even if they trusted him, with scores like this, to avoid false hope, they’d call and verify again anyway.
“I’ll take you to see your uncle and them, ask for their advice on college applications.” Zhou Xiuqin stood up, beaming. “But I guarantee he’s never seen scores like this.”
“I’ll call my buddies right now, have them come help set up Xiangwen’s uni celebration feast.” Mo Chenfeng slapped his thigh, laughing heartily. “So many from our village, but never has anyone’s kid made it to a key uni.”
“No, at least—not the uncle for college applications!!”
