VHBF -Chapter 159 The School Tyrant Daddy (Part 21)

After two straight days of exams, the school announced a holiday!

Yinyin was a little dazed. Her results weren’t out yet. She’d been counting the days, wishing on stars and moons—she desperately wanted to know how she’d done on her very first exam in her whole little life!

Shen Lian smiled and pinched her chubby cheeks. “You’ll know when you come back to school next week!”

At long last, next week arrived. Yinyin got up early that morning to doll herself up. She picked out two pretty little dresses and held them up in front of Dad and Grandpa, asking which one looked better.

“Yinyin likes the red one, because it has a bunny hood!”

Shen Lian stroked his chin and said, “I think the white one looks better. Don’t you look like a little fairy?”

Shen Lian, as a teenager, had plenty of flaws, but one of his virtues was that he respected Yinyin’s opinions. Whenever she asked something, he answered seriously. He never brushed her off just because she was little, nor did he try to fool her.

Perhaps that was the unique loveliness of youth—and also the secret weapon that allowed him to quickly bond with Yinyin.

Shen Huainan supported Yinyin’s choice and said it looked good. The bright red bunny-hooded dress made Yinyin look even more festive and adorable. With his decidedly middle-aged-man taste, Shen Huainan decisively chose red.

Dad and Grandpa picked different options, and Yinyin became even more conflicted. Her little chubby face was full of hesitation as she looked from Grandpa to Daddy.

Shen Huainan suggested, “Try them on—wear whichever looks better.”

Yinyin’s eyes lit up. She delivered a loud, ringing piece of flattery: “Grandpa is the smartest!”

Shen Lian: “…” Hmph, old fox!

In the end, Yinyin put on the little red dress with the bunny hood. When she first tried it on—since it was Grandpa’s idea, she put on the red one first—she was stunned by her own beauty.

Her chubby paws cupped her cheeks as she stared at the mirror in amazement. “How can Yinyin be this pretty?!”

Shen Lian, Shen Huainan: “……”

Because she was so satisfied, the vain little Yinyin didn’t even try on the white dress. She couldn’t bear to take the red one off and even promised the mirror that she’d wear it for two whole days without changing—she wanted to sleep in it too.

“This little red dress is so beautiful. Yinyin needs to bond with it!”

The father-and-son tycoon duo: “……”

The day the midterm results were released was destined to be Yinyin’s one-woman show.

Dressed in her beautiful little red dress, she was led into the classroom by the school tyrant.

The underachievers’ eyes lit up. “Yo, little Yinyin looks so pretty today!”

Yinyin pressed her lips together, trying hard to suppress the smile tugging upward. Grandpa had said one must be modest, so with her chubby face blushing red, she waved her hands. “No, no, the uncles and big sisters are the prettiest!”

A splash of red sat down beside the blue-haired boy in the last row by the window. When the homeroom teacher walked in holding a stack of test papers, she deliberately glanced over there.

Standing at the podium, she swept her gaze across the room and said, “You all know we had midterms last week. The results are out now.”

The underachievers’ hearts sank. After two days off, they’d almost forgotten about this!

They instinctively looked toward that bright red spot in the back. They no longer cared about their own scores; instead, they were dying to know how many points Yinyin had gotten.

The homeroom teacher taught English—a completely unfamiliar language to Yinyin, something she’d never studied before. During the exam, Yinyin relied entirely on piecing things together from memory. Whenever she ran into multiple-choice or true/false questions she couldn’t answer, she’d just widen her round eyes and, looking utterly innocent, guess based on luck.

The teacher held the overall ranking sheet in her hands. Thinking back to the exam scene, she couldn’t help twitching the corner of her mouth.

That scene was simply… surreal!

Why was it that someone who guessed entirely on luck could be right every single time? And that someone was a three-year-old child! These days, to be a top student, did you first have to be a lucky little koi?

If it weren’t for all those points gained by guessing, then no matter how good Yinyin’s memory was, she’d probably only manage a third of the total score at best. But with the luck bonus… those multiple-choice and judgment questions were like she’d turned on a cheat—never missing a shot!

Under the underachievers’ intense gazes, Lin Fang opened the score sheet and said, “Let’s start with the overall results for this exam.”

“We’ll count from the back so you have an idea. Later, the score sheets and ranking lists will be posted on the school intranet for you to check yourselves.”

The underachievers held their breath as the teacher picked up the ranking list and read aloud:
“Wang Fan, total score 148, class rank 50, grade rank last… Xu Gao, total score 220, class rank 47, grade rank…”

The underachievers nodded. These scores were normal enough. Even though the total possible score was 750, for a famously underperforming class, getting 148 for last place was already pretty good—it was the highest last-place score in history. In the past, there had even been people with total scores under 100. If it weren’t for money, these elite underachievers might have been kicked out by the bald principal long ago.

Fortunately, the school’s founding philosophy leaned more toward Western-style education, emphasizing creativity and freedom over pure grades. That was why these underachievers could survive here in peace.

When the teacher reached the top thirty and still hadn’t mentioned School Tyrant Shen or his Yinyin, everyone looked back in surprise.

Shen Lian leaned lazily against the wall, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. His flamboyant blue hair gleamed brightly. An underachiever? Impossible!

The next second, the teacher read: “Shen Lian, total score 355, class rank 29, grade rank 448…”

The blue-haired boy’s lazy expression froze. “……”

Hearing her dad’s name, Yinyin lifted her little face and looked over. “Daddy got 29th place! That’s amazing!” She even raised a thumbs-up.

Shen Lian: “……”

The classroom instantly erupted in laughter.

Class Ten had fifty students total, and the entire senior grade had only 522 students. As a notorious underachievers’ class, the value of a class ranking here wasn’t very high; in the grade, it was still at the bottom. So 29th place—only Yinyin could praise that so earnestly.

Shen Lian frowned in thought. To avoid being outdone by the kid—and not to be looked down on by the old fox—he’d stayed up late the two nights before the exam, secretly memorizing after Yinyin fell asleep. With his intelligence, he’d only scored a bit over 300???

Lin Fang cleared her throat. “Don’t laugh. Shen Lian used to rank last or second last in the class. Now he’s jumped up more than twenty places—that’s significant improvement. Let’s give him a round of applause.”

The underachievers laughed loudly and clapped hard. Someone shouted, “He deserves a reward—our Tyrant Shen has improved!”

Someone else egged on, “Then what about little Yinyin? How many points did she get?”

Lin Fang ignored him, keeping a straight face as she continued reading the list.

She didn’t stop until she reached tenth place. Everyone held their breath in disbelief. Could it be that the three-year-old kid had ranked tenth in the class? Then where would that put her in the grade? Even in a notorious underachievers’ class, the top ten could still rank mid-grade.

“Tenth place, Li Wen, total score…”

The underachievers let out a collective sigh of relief. Tenth place—see, impossible! Yinyin was so young, barely more than a toddler. Being able to memorize texts was already incredible.

Then they suddenly realized something and froze. Tenth place… wasn’t her!?

So far, the teacher still hadn’t read Yinyin’s name—meaning her score was higher than tenth???

Someone, not quite daring to believe it, raised a hand. “Teacher, is it because Yinyin isn’t an official student, so you didn’t rank her?”

Lin Fang paused. Looking at the list in her hands, she couldn’t help smiling. “At the principal’s suggestion, we decided to rank everyone who participated in the exam. So little Yinyin’s score is valid and included in the rankings.”

“Th-then… so…??!!”

It felt like a nightmare unfolding. The pause at tenth place—it was like the teacher had deliberately played a prank on them!

From there all the way up to fourth place, Yinyin’s name still didn’t appear.

The underachievers couldn’t believe it. Some bolder ones muttered, “Impossible. Teacher, don’t tell us the kid ranked in the top three?”

Lin Fang slowed her speech. “You guessed wrong.”

She didn’t say what they were wrong about, only continued reading. Third—not her. Second—still not her!

The underachievers stared wide-eyed, utterly incredulous. So first…?

Lin Fang’s voice suddenly rang clearly in their ears: “First place in this class—little Shen Yinyin. She scored 538 points, ranking first in the class and 49th in the grade.”

The classroom fell silent. The underachievers’ breathing grew heavy. Out of a total of 750, she scored 538?

In this underachievers’ school, in this underachievers’ class, the top dog among underachievers historically had a best score of… maybe a bit over 400?

Yinyin’s score would be considered excellent even in the grade—top fifty!

Lin Fang said, “That’s right. Last year, Lincheng’s minimum cutoff for first-tier university admission was 530 points. Her score clears that threshold. Even if luck is bad and the cutoff rises, she’d at least make second-tier without a problem.”

Looking at these rich second-generation kids, Lin Fang decided to seize the moment for a lesson.

“I know some of you may skip the college entrance exam and go abroad for a gold-plated diploma. But you need to understand—at your current level, you might not even get into a vocational college, let alone a bachelor’s program.”

She paused, mercilessly striking them down. “In other words, you can’t even beat a three-year-old child on an exam.”

The underachievers: “……!!!”

Even now, some of them still couldn’t quite believe it. How long had Yinyin even been attending classes?

She couldn’t even recognize characters—she could only memorize texts…

She was only three years old!!!

And they were eighteen or nineteen already—adults.

“……”

Seeing their stunned expressions, Lin Fang clapped her hands and laughed. “Shouldn’t we give little Shen Yinyin a round of applause? She’s only three, but she created a miracle. She crushed all of you and took first place in the class!”

If a transfer student their own age had come and achieved this score, they’d be surprised—but not so stunned they couldn’t recover.

Teenagers in their late teens had independent thinking and were at the peak of learning ability; good grades would still make sense. But how did Yinyin score so high?

By memorization? Sure, Chinese, history, and politics had large portions that could be memorized—but they also required reading comprehension, which a three-year-old shouldn’t be able to do.

And then there were subjects like math and English. Math required calculations and understanding formulas—something a three-year-old novice simply couldn’t manage. As for English, it was a completely unfamiliar language; no matter how good her memory, not knowing the language should make it impossible.

So, taken together… how did the kid score so high?

It was too surreal. That was what the underachievers thought.