Chapter 115: This Is Our Class Tradition

But she had already looked through the four exam papers from the ancestor; there was nothing strange about them.
Then why did the ancestor score 6666 so many times?
“Qi, I’m willing to go with you to offer incense!” Qin Zhaoyu, dressed in a rainbow-colored outfit, raised one hand high, showing he truly wanted to go.
“I’m willing too!” Lei Xingxing also raised his hand.
“Qin Zhaowen is willing too!” Seeing that his brother showed no reaction and only smiled, Qin Zhaoyu pulled his brother’s hand up so he would raise it as well.
Not wanting to be pulled by Qin Zhaoyu, Qian Xiaoxing sensibly raised one hand too, but because of his shy nature and heart condition, he couldn’t get too excited. Unlike Qin Zhaoyu and the others who raised their hands high, he lifted his hand just a little and whispered, “I’m willing too.”
Qiao Qingyang didn’t care about them at all; he had already fallen asleep, resting his head on Lei Xingxing’s broad back.
“Get lost, get lost…” Ye Wuqi laughed and scolded playfully, joining Yan Baba and the others in their playful chaos.
Catching sight of Ye Luo frowning, Ye Wuqi stopped playing and teasing, then asked with a smile, “Luo, what does that frown mean?”
Before she could answer, he went on laughing, “You’re really the odd one out. Everyone’s laughing, and you’re the only one not smiling. Not only that, you’re frowning, making me feel embarrassed to keep playing with Baba and the others.”
“Sometimes Luo really kills the mood,” Yan Baba said honestly.

Ye Luo knew her own personality and wasn’t angry but didn’t respond to Yan Baba either. Instead, she asked her ancestor, “You took the 6666 score many times?”
“Yes,” Ye Wuqi nodded immediately, as if it were nothing unusual.
“How many times exactly?”
“Well…” Ye Wuqi looked like he was trying to recall carefully.
Before he could finish reminiscing, Yan Baba jumped in, “I don’t know about Qi’s elementary or middle school grades, but in high school, I do. Ever since he started high school, every exam—no matter the subject or test—he always scores six points. That’s why I say his grades are cursed! It’s seriously freaky!”
Ye Luo frowned even more.
“Pfft.” Ye Wuqi burst out laughing. “What are you trying to say? Are you scared that if you really get first in the grade, then no matter how hard I study, it won’t matter because I only ever score six points?!”
Qin Zhaoyu and the others also laughed, all pretending to comfort but actually teasing, “Luo, don’t worry. You won’t get first in the grade. We’d be grateful if you just stay first in the class.”
Ye Luo said nothing.
But in her heart, she decided that when the results of this monthly exam came out, she would take a closer look at her ancestor’s exam papers.
As everyone was about to enter their exam rooms, Ye Wuqi ignored whether Ye Luo said anything and turned to ask Lei Xingxing, “Big Gorilla, where’s the stuff I asked you to prepare?”

“Inside the backpack.” Lei Xingxing hurriedly rummaged through his bag and pulled out the prepared items.
Ye Luo clearly saw several red ribbons.
Ye Wuqi snatched the red ribbons from Lei Xingxing’s hand and handed one to each person, even giving one to her.
After distributing them all, Ye Wuqi tied the last one around his own head.
Yan Baba, Lei Xingxing, Qin Zhaoyu, Qin Zhaowen, and Qian Xiaoxing quickly tied the red ribbons around their heads as well.
Ye Luo wanted to leave...
But how could Ye Wuqi and the others let her go?
While they helped the unconscious Qiao Qingyang and tied a red ribbon around his head, they said, “This is Class 19’s tradition. Whenever something important happens, we have to tie these on. Today is such an important day—the monthly exam—of course we have to wear them. Hurry up and tie yours on too; if you don’t, how can you still be one of us?”
Ye Luo felt she didn’t want to be part of Class 19 anymore…