After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God-Chapter 1055 - : His Majesty Stripped Of His Identity Again, Face Slapping (1)

Chapter 1055: His Majesty Stripped Of His Identity Again, Face Slapping (1)

279 points!

This score was more than twenty points higher than the designated seed candidate, Wilbur Flore.

The professor was stunned for a full thirty seconds. He turned stiffly to his assistant. “A… celebrity?”

The assistant remained silent for a moment.

That’s right, she is indeed a celebrity, and quite a gaming expert too.

The professor wiped the sweat from his brow and muttered, “Is being a celebrity this difficult nowadays?”

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It seemed the Great Xia Empire was truly a land of hidden talent. A random celebrity could claim first place in the international joint examination?

The assistant’s lips twitched, and he offered a gentle correction. “It’s probably just that Miss Si is particularly outstanding. She scored full marks in this year’s college entrance exam for Great Xia. Rumor has it that she took this test in the middle of filming, and after her interview, she’ll go right back to set.”

“Hiss—” The professor sucked in a breath. “Impressive, really impressive.”

He stamped the exam paper with the official seal, carefully noting that those who ranked in the top ten of the international exams were eligible for the C-level status at the Intercontinental Research Institute.

With this score, Si Fuqing could be promoted directly to B-level.

The assistant stared at the score column and suddenly spoke up. “Professor, don’t you think she’s controlling her score?”

Not only did her last subject outscore the previous one by exactly one point, but her total was precisely 279.

Everyone knew that 280 was a threshold.

“Impossible,” the professor laughed. “Who could control their score in the international joint examination? Even if she scored full marks in Great Xia, she couldn’t manage this.”

Controlling the score was far more difficult than achieving full marks.

Especially since the biochemical exam included subjective questions. Professors wouldn’t always adhere strictly to the standard answers; they might add or deduct points based on their own interpretations.

The assistant scratched his head awkwardly. “True.”

“Send the results back. This student can skip the preliminary interview and go straight to the final one,” the professor instructed. “Prepare their ID cards. Once they finish the interviews, they can collect them.”

The assistant nodded and left to handle the preparations.

The professor sighed repeatedly.

So close to 280—what a pity.

But the researchers at the Intercontinental Research Institute were notoriously strict. If it wasn’t exactly 280, even one point short wouldn’t suffice.

The professor flipped through Si Fuqing’s paper one more time, finding no area where he could justify awarding an extra point. Reluctantly, he set it aside.

**

At noon.

Si Fuqing ordered lobster and pizza, inviting Yu Xiheng to share the meal.

“The official results haven’t been released yet, but we already have them,” Feng San said, holding the score sheet. “Miss Si, you came in first. It’s—”

Before he could finish, Si Fuqing interrupted, “Mm, I already know.”

Feng San paused, then tentatively asked, “Miss Si already knows?”

Si Fuqing lazily snapped her fingers. “279 points.”

Feng San stared at the score sheet in his hand, falling into silence.

It was one thing to precisely estimate her score in a 750-point college entrance exam but 279? An odd number with no special significance, and she still got it right?

Feng San was thoroughly impressed.

Yu Xiheng’s brow arched slightly. “You guessed?”

“No,” Si Fuqing rested her chin on her hand. “I controlled it. My ability to do so is pretty good.”

Feng San was speechless.

Pretty good? It was downright terrifying.

He had never seen anyone control their score like this before.

Yu Xiheng nodded slightly, a faint smile on his lips. “Just short of the 280 mark.”

“I have no interest in entering the core area of the Intercontinental Research Institute,” Si Fuqing shrugged. “Go in, and you lose your basic rights. You become nothing more than a lab rat.”

Feng San wisely placed the score sheet down and left the room.

As soon as he left, an official from the International Joint Examination Committee arrived, delivering Si Fuqing’s official certificate and notice for the final interview.

“Miss Si, here is the list of judges for the final interview. Don’t feel too pressured. They’re all very friendly; you can just have a casual conversation,” the official said respectfully.

The interview wouldn’t affect the rankings. It was mainly an opportunity for students to network and make connections.

Si Fuqing glanced at the list, her gaze pausing. “These people?”

Being this year’s top scorer in the international exam, Si Fuqing was guaranteed a B-level status at the Intercontinental Research Institute. The official didn’t withhold any information, eagerly introducing the names. “Mr. Yun is the President of Above the Cloud. This young master from the Lu family is a prodigy, and this person is the deputy dean of our Mechanical Department…”

Si Fuqing fell silent.

Five interviewers. Three were familiar faces.

She pocketed the score sheet. “There’s a candidate named Ji Qingwei, from the same country as me. Did she make it to the interview?”

“Ji Qingwei?” The official was surprised, but quickly shook his head. “No, she seemed to have fallen ill. I heard she coughed up blood during the exam, disturbing other candidates. After being complained about, she was disqualified.”

Si Fuqing nodded.

“Then I won’t disturb you further, Miss Si.” The official smiled. “If you need anything, feel free to contact us.”

Si Fuqing’s status had drastically risen. As a B-level member of the Intercontinental Research Institute, she would undoubtedly shine in the Free State in the future, and the International Joint Examination Committee had to show her respect.

Once the door closed, the room was left with just Si Fuqing and Yu Xiheng.

As Si Fuqing resumed peeling the lobster, she noticed the man suddenly turn his head. His phoenix-like eyes took on a predatory gleam at that moment.

His smile remained faint, his voice cool. “Quite popular, Miss White Moonlight.”

With Yu Xiheng’s keen perception, he had sensed something unusual about Si Fuqing the moment she reacted.

What she had expected.

Si Fuqing sighed, “I overreacted. How embarrassing.”

In her mind, she had already cursed Chris a hundred times.

Yu Xiheng lowered his lashes and let out a soft laugh. “Still thinking about it after six or seven years.”

“Enough already,” Si Fuqing, in an attempt to silence him, shoved a peeled lobster into his mouth, glaring at him. “Eat. You hear me?”

He swallowed the lobster leisurely. “Delicious.”

Determined to keep him from saying anything more that could mortify her, Si Fuqing quickly peeled another lobster and aggressively placed it on his plate. “Then eat.”

Lunch ended, and Si Fuqing was able to flee from the socially mortifying situation.

After changing clothes, she went to find Sang Yanqing and handed her a small box.

Sang Yanqing accepted it. “What’s this?”

“Blueprints and the finished product of the chip. Please deliver it to Above the Cloud’s headquarters for me,” Si Fuqing clasped her hands together. “It’s risky to mail it, so I’d appreciate it if you could deliver it personally.”

“How fast are you?” Sang Yanqing was startled. “Didn’t you just finish the international joint examination yesterday?”

“It’s my old line of work. My hands are fast,” Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow. “I’m claiming both the endorsement fee and the design fee for the chip.”

Sang Yanqing was at a loss for words. “…It is indeed you.”

So eager to earn money—no wonder her speed was astonishing.

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**

On Weibo, the buzz around the international joint exmination remained high, especially after Si Fuqing posted a new update, drawing even more attention.

#Si Fuqing finishes exam early

#International joint examination

[Honestly, even if you don’t know how to answer a lot of the questions, at least respect the exam and wait until it’s over.]

[Wilbur Flore, the recognized genius, took three hours to complete the exam. How did Si Fuqing finish in just an hour and forty minutes?]

[Sigh, Si Fuqing, did you forget that by going to the international stage, you’re representing the Great Xia Empire, not just yourself?]

The internet was a mixed bag. With a few keystrokes, anyone could hide behind an anonymous identity and say whatever they wanted.

Si Fuqing’s assistant, who was monitoring public sentiment in the country, realized that some rival celebrity teams must have hired trolls to fuel the flames. The situation was escalating.

There were also internet trolls who simply couldn’t stand to see others succeed.

The assistant called Sang Yanqing. “Sister Sang, the online backlash has started again. They’re saying Teacher Si is embarrassing the Great Xia Empire. Why are people so bored? I’ve already issued legal notices.”

Sang Yanqing’s eyes brightened. “A lot of people are criticizing her?”

The assistant was momentarily stunned by her excited tone. “Y-yes.”

Sang Yanqing’s joy was genuine. She was in a great mood. “Finally, I can take action.”

She had been feeling useless as a manager with no opportunity to go after the haters, let alone fight a good battle with the haters.

She messaged Si Fuqing, asking for the exam results.

Si Fuqing quickly sent several images.

The pictures showed the official seal of the International Joint Examination Committee and her qualification certificate for the interview.

Sang Yanqing saved the images, logged into her Weibo account, tagged a few leading gossip accounts, and composed a message before hitting “post.”

It had been a while since she posted on Weibo, but thanks to Si Fuqing’s growing influence, her Weibo followers was no less than second-tier stars.

[@SilentNightV: [Can’t imagine? Our Qingqing is ranked first in the international joint examination written portion, can’t she finish early? You guys have issues?]