Drama Queen Reborn as a Top Student!-Chapter 801 - 354 Perfect Idol

March 19th was Rong Xianning’s birthday. The company planned to hold a birthday party for him, inviting lucky fans to the event to celebrate his first birthday since his debut.

The fan lottery on Weibo was in full swing. Getting the chance to see their idol up close and spend his birthday with him—fans were practically praying like crazy.

The day after Rong Xianning recovered from his illness, he went back to school for classes.

His class was Grade 9, Class A, the top-performing class. He arrived quite early, and there weren’t many students in the room yet.

Rong Xianning’s seat was in the third row by the window. He sat down, took out his textbook, and began reviewing.

Students trickled into the classroom one by one. With exams just around the corner, the competitive atmosphere in the top-performing class was tense. After entering, most of them buried their heads in assignments and books, not noticing that the usually vacant corner seat was now occupied.

Ye Lianfang walked into the classroom while munching on a corn cob. When she got to her seat, she suddenly sensed something was off and turned her head for a quick glance.

Her long-absent deskmate was actually in class.

Was she seeing things?

Ye Lianfang rubbed her eyes and asked tentatively, "Rong... Rong Xianning?"

Her mysterious deskmate, who had been missing forever, suddenly reappeared—and was suddenly topping the exam leaderboard.

At first, Ye Lianfang thought this person was pretty enigmatic—a top student. But who knew the reason he wasn’t attending school? Maybe he was ill or on some secret mission?

It wasn’t until recently, after Rong Xianning’s report card was exposed online, that Ye Lianfang, a front-line internet surfing fangirl, couldn’t help but take a closer look. And what she saw struck close to home.

The report card showed that Rong Xianning’s real name was Rong Anning. Ye Lianfang was dumbstruck. Wasn’t Rong Anning her mysterious academic genius deskmate?

Looking at the score sheet again, it was identical to her deskmate Rong Anning’s.

This Rong Anning was indeed that Rong Anning.

Ye Lianfang simply couldn’t believe it—the entertainment industry’s hottest rising star and top teenage idol, Rong Xianning, was her enigmatic deskmate all along!

Not only did she lose her mind; the whole class went crazy, then the entire school followed suit. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

For two or three days, excited discussions swept through like wildfire, only calming down under the pressure of the school administration. But beneath the surface, undercurrents still surged unseen.

After learning that Rong Xianning was her deskmate, Ye Lianfang grew overwhelmingly curious about him. The deeper she dug, the more she realized—this guy was a total treasure trove.

Experimental Middle School was one of the top public schools in Jingzhou, and the academic pressure was correspondingly intense—especially with the upcoming exams. Every test seemed to be tougher than the last, rivaling even neighboring De Ren Middle School in difficulty.

Despite his meteoric rise to fame and a packed schedule, Rong Xianning somehow managed to secure the top spot in the entire grade. His talent aside, it was inseparable from his hard work. Feng Cheng mentioned that no matter how grueling or exhausting his dance practices were during the day, Rong would always stay up studying until 3 a.m. after returning to the dorm, then get up after four hours of sleep for vocal lessons...

In the past, people had doubted Feng Cheng, thinking he fabricated stories to boost Rong Xianning’s image and that it was only a matter of time before it backfired.

But when Rong Xianning’s grades were released, the entire internet was blown away.

It turned out that everything Feng Cheng said was true!

Intelligent, hardworking, and persistently striving forward—this was exactly the kind of role model all teenagers in the country should aspire to emulate.

With pen in hand, the boy was solving a problem when his hand paused mid-movement upon hearing the commotion. He slowly lifted his head.

Ye Lianfang gasped and let out a piercing scream, "Rong Xianning!"

In an instant, all eyes in the class shot toward him. The moment everyone registered who he was, the classroom erupted into a frenzy. Some girls grabbed notebooks and pens and eagerly crowded around him.

They wanted autographs and photos; the classroom instantly transformed into a crazed fan meet.

Ye Lianfang, pushed to the outer edge of the crowd by a group of girls, was fuming. "This is my seat! All of you, move aside!"

But she couldn’t squeeze back in. Those girls were acting like maniacs, and Rong Xianning looked like the monk Tang Sanzang who had wandered into the Silk Cave, surrounded by a horde of spider demons.

The thought of this analogy made Ye Lianfang both exasperated and amused.

"What’s going on here?" A deafening roar shook the classroom.

The homeroom teacher appeared in the doorway, flanked by the discipline officer.

The group swarming Rong Xianning immediately scattered like startled birds, each retreating to their own seat.

After all, with him in their class, there’d be plenty of chances in the future.

The homeroom teacher strode into the classroom with a stern face, delivering a reprimand. "This is a place for studying, not a marketplace for socializing. If I catch this happening again, all of you will run laps on the sports field!"