Study System: I'm a 38-Year-Old Student-Chapter 35: I Really Didn’t Want to Reincarnate

Chapter 35: Chapter 35: I Really Didn’t Want to Reincarnate

Ding!

Detected that the host has finished a test paper!

Scholar Index +200!

Shen Qiushan had just stepped out of the classroom when the system notification rang out in his mind.

Uh...

You can actually get points for this?

Shen Qiushan was overjoyed—he hadn’t expected even doing papers would get Scholar Index rewards.

Looks like, even without famous teachers lecturing, grinding through test papers is a solid way to go.

"Xiaohuang Xiaohuang"

Bored out of his mind while squatting in the bathroom, Shen Qiushan called out the system.

[I’m here]

"Jump to the system lottery page."

Shen Qiushan issued the command again.

[Switched to the lottery draw page for the host]

[Host currently has 1538 Scholar Index points, eligible for one lottery draw]

[Would the host like to draw now?]

"Yeah, do one!"

Earlier, Shen Qiushan had been stingy about rolling the lottery because grinding for Scholar Index points was way too slow, but now the situation was different—he’d already figured out two methods to boost his Scholar Index: "listening to famous teachers’ lectures" and "grinding papers."

Scholar Index—just five papers, no biggie!

So why not go for it?

What if the bike really does turn into a motorcycle!

Ding!

Host has spent 1000 Scholar Index points on one lottery draw!

Accompanied by a system sound, a virtual lottery wheel started spinning like crazy before Shen Qiushan’s eyes...

Ding!

Congratulations, host has drawn a Z Space-Time novel!

It’s already stashed in your system backpack, you can read or download anytime!

(Note: Z Space-Time is a world highly similar to your current one. Literary and musical works from Z Space-Time are safe to use, no copyright or plagiarism issues.)

Z Space-Time!

So parallel worlds actually exist!

Shen Qiushan felt deep emotions, then hurried to check the system backpack. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Right now, there was only one lonely book lying inside, its name: "I Really Didn’t Want to Reincarnate"

Uh...

Web novel?

Back in his cab-driving days, Shen Qiushan had liked listening to audiobooks, and had gone through all sorts of web novels—reincarnation tropes especially hit home for him.

Probably because his current life just hadn’t gone that smoothly!

Shen Qiushan also wanted to be like those protagonists—live a whole new life, patch up the regrets of this one!

Except, instead of reincarnation, what he got was a system.

Now he even drew a Z Space-Time web novel from the system.

Curious, Shen Qiushan clicked open for a look:

[In the lavish private room of Jianye International Hotel, a group of well-dressed men and women clinked glasses, drinking until their faces glowed red.

"President Chen, I hope you’ll look out for my business in the future."

"President Chen, cheers! You drink what you like, I’ll finish mine."

"President Chen, wishing you wealth and success in the days ahead."

...

The man of the hour at the table was Chen Hansheng; all the toasts and flattery were basically centered around him.]

Looked like a pretty standard reincarnation story opening, but the author’s style was sharp and the pacing smooth—it was genuinely pleasant to read.

Shen Qiushan tore through more than twenty Chapters in one sitting, only snapping out of it once his legs were totally numb—he was still squatting on the toilet!

WTF!

Damn Chen Hansheng!

Thirsty bastard!

Since his legs got so numb, Shen Qiushan hobbled out of the bathroom, clinging to the wall, barely managing to stagger back into the classroom.

By now, the second evening self-study session was already underway.

Chen Xiangyu glanced at her old flame, puzzled, thinking to herself: How does someone end up more wrecked coming out of the bathroom than after two naps at home?

"Legs fell asleep from squatting."

As he passed the teacher’s desk, Shen Qiushan explained quietly before heading back to his seat.

"Wu Ruohan, hand out all the papers again."

At that moment, Chen Xiangyu gave new orders to class rep Wu Ruohan.

This method was basically a ritual now—the papers students handed in were in a scrambled order, and after they were handed out again, everyone would randomly get someone’s test paper.

While Chen Xiangyu explained the answers, the students could easily mark the score on the paper in their hands!

This way, the grades come out more authentic.

Wu Ruohan split the stack with two classmates, and the three of them quickly distributed the papers.

Usually at this moment, hormonal teens would hope to get the paper of their crush or someone they liked—kind of a little cosmic fate.

But tonight, everyone was praying hard to get Shen Qiushan’s paper. Especially gossipy Zhang Yuting from Class 5, she’d even clasped her hands in silent prayer, chanting Shen Qiushan’s name!

Maybe her intense willpower paid off—she actually got Shen Qiushan’s paper!

Whoa!

She couldn’t help blurting out, drawing stares from nearby classmates and a cold, sharp look from homeroom teacher Chen Xiangyu.

Zhang Yuting hurriedly bowed her head, pretending nothing happened.

Inside, she was absolutely lit—for a gossip girl like her, getting to mark Shen Qiushan’s English paper herself was primo gossip material!

Especially if Shen Qiushan scored high—she’d be the first eyewitness!

Well, maybe second.

Since Shen Qiushan handed in his paper pretty early, homeroom teacher Chen Xiangyu had probably already looked it over.

Still, in Zhang Yuting’s mind, she was first.

Chen Xiangyu wasn’t a student!

No way she’d gossip about this kind of thing, so Zhang’s exclusive scoop was safe.

Shen Qiushan also got a paper—it belonged to class rep Wu Ruohan.

The girl’s handwriting was neat, the paper untouched by correction fluid, kept perfectly tidy.

Next, Chen Xiangyu started going through the test.

She’d quickly give the answers for straightforward questions, breezing right through.

Only for the slightly trickier ones would she break it down in detail.

Soon, half the paper was explained.

Wu Ruohan had only missed one question.

While grading, Shen Qiushan was also mentally replaying his own answers—if he remembered right, he’d gotten two wrong.

On the other side—

Zhang Yuting, marking Shen Qiushan’s paper, started energized, but as he kept getting questions right, she started to panic.

Because Chen Xiangyu had stated that for any paper scoring lower than Shen Qiushan’s, every wrong answer meant copying it ten times!

Halfway through the marking, Zhang Yuting figured she’d already missed four questions—two more than Shen Qiushan.

At this rate, she was about to join the punishment squad.

"Old Shen, how’s it looking?"

As everyone rustled through their papers, Zhang Yuting’s deskmate Liu Xiuxiu quietly asked.

"So far, just two wrong!"

Zhang Yuting replied, totally dead inside.

"Huh?"

"I already got four wrong!"

Liu Xiuxiu’s English was on par with Zhang Yuting’s—halfway through, both had botched four questions, like clockwork.

"Me too, four wrong!"

Zhang Yuting chimed in, then started whispering a prayer: "Please! Please!"

"Jesus, Buddha, the Three Pure Ones, please let Old Shen miss a few more questions in the second half..."