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Chapter 862 - 451 Group 2 Targets the Design of the Fifth-Generation Fighter Jet!_1
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Chapter 862: Chapter 451 Group 2 Targets the Design of the Fifth-Generation Fighter Jet!_1

Zhao Yi had no idea what Luo Guijun was feeling. He also saw the online public opinion but didn’t take it to heart at all.

Even...

He couldn’t even remember Luo Guijun’s name since the surname ’Luo’ was quite rare and the given name ’Guijun’ wasn’t easy to remember. He glanced at it, turned his head, and wondered, "What was the name of the teacher who was compared with me again? Why can’t I remember?"

(Note: If any reader happens to be named Luo Guijun, Pumpkin here apologizes. It’s just a joke in the book, please don’t take it to heart.)

Then, he shook his head, shrugged, spread his hands, "Who cares?"

That day.

The Level Six Exam officially began.

Zhao Yi arrived at the exam venue on time, found his seat like any other student, and then proceeded to answer the questions normally. The Level Six Exam wasn’t challenging for him at all. For the multiple-choice questions, he directly filled in the answers. The word-filling and translation sections took a bit longer, but he finished them quickly as well. Only the essay section took the longest, requiring him to think about what to write and elaborate slowly. Since he couldn’t hand in the paper early, he took his time finishing the answers but was quick nonetheless. Then he simply lay down at his seat...

And slept!

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[Extra sleep, Study Coin +2!]

[Extra sleep, Study Coin +2!]

The English Level Six Exam venue seemed like a good place to earn Study Coins; he earned six just by dozing off.

The two invigilators just grinned at each other. They exchanged glances, hesitated whether to wake Zhao Yi, walked around twice, and after noticing that Zhao Yi had filled out the entire answer sheet, they simply decided to leave him be.

He truly was God Zhao!

The Level Six Exam posed no difficulty for him, but... his speed at answering questions was just too fast!

They were very interested in Zhao Yi’s answers and, like everyone else, wanted to know how many points he actually scored. Unfortunately, no matter who took the exam, the marking was done uniformly, and they would have to wait until the scores were released, provided Zhao Yi didn’t mind sharing his score.

Zhao Yi almost slept until the end of the exam, waking up just as the time was almost up.

Waiting and waiting!

Finally, it was time to hand in the papers. He submitted his along with the other students and, upon walking out of the classroom, was chased by a few students asking, "Academician Zhao, how did it go?"

"God Zhao, I never imagined I’d be in the same exam room as you! No, I must take a photo. How did you do?"

"What a coincidence! Failing the Level Six is worth it now! Academician Zhao definitely passed, right?"

With a headache from all the ’God’ and ’Academician’ talk, Zhao Yi pondered and estimated, "I should have scored over 650 for the paper section, I guess?"

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"God Zhao is indeed God Zhao!"

Zhao Yi, smiling, quickly made his getaway. He was actually making a very conservative estimate since he couldn’t think of anything he might have gotten wrong. However, with subjective parts like the essay, it was hard to predict the exact score.

Soon.

The score he estimated was mentioned online when a student from the same exam room gave an interview to a reporter, reporting that Zhao Yi said he "could score over 650."

Many people also started discussing—

"God Zhao seems very confident; he must have done well."

"God Zhao scored full marks in English at the College Entrance Examination. With his level, the Level Six should be no problem. Saying 650 is probably him being modest."

"Not necessarily, though. It’s been several years, and God Zhao has been focused on scientific research. He definitely hasn’t had much time to study English."

"650, huh! Never mind 650, I’d be a genius if I could score 550. I’d be happy with 450!"

"So, what about Luo Guijun?"

Luo Guijun also signed up for the exam normally. With the spotlight of public opinion on him, there were several reporters waiting for him downstairs. Unlike Zhao Yi, who found media interviews somewhat troublesome, Luo Guijun willingly participated in interviews before and after the exam. His estimated score was just a bit higher than Zhao Yi’s.

"The paper section should be over 660, possibly higher, but it’s hard to say exactly how much," said Luo Guijun.

The reason both of them referred to ’paper section score’ was that the Level Six Exam scores were not simply paper scores; they required additional weighting and equating procedures before the final scores were calculated using a normal distribution with a mean of 500 and a standard deviation of 70. In simple terms, when the final scores were tallied, some question scores could differ from what was on the paper, introducing a certain deviation from the paper score. The deviation wouldn’t be great—just within a certain range—but it was more significant for students ’on the verge of passing.’

If one could score over 600, passing was a sure thing, and they wouldn’t need to worry about any deviation.

Luo Guijun’s prediction of a score ten points higher than Zhao Yi’s piqued people’s curiosity even further, increasing the anticipation for their actual scores. Most people still favored Luo Guijun since he was a professor studying languages and diplomacy. Zhao Yi might be famous, but his expertise was in scientific research, not language studies. Comparing English proficiency to someone who specializes in languages is still incredibly difficult.

Such discussions weren’t of much substance, though, since Level Six Exam scores wouldn’t be available in just one day.

The hype lasted for two days.

Afterward, the buzz dwindled.

Zhao Yi didn’t pay attention to the online discussion; he continued his reading life, enriching himself daily and preparing for end-of-year exams for his philosophy major. He had eight courses to take by the end of the year, with the remaining few for his philosophy major not until next June. Eight courses would seem a lot for other students, but for Zhao Yi, it was nothing. He spent only a third of his time on philosophy courses, devoting the rest to reading books he found interesting, like history, for instance.

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