From Slacking Off To Becoming A Top Student - Chapter 3 - Chapter 3 – Is This Written in Classical Chinese

A class representative, as the name implies, is supposed to be responsible for academic affairs in the class. But based on his behavior just now—playing games during math class—how did he end up being the class rep?

Yan Xiaoxi felt her worldview twisting. A guy who played games during class, got into a public chat war, and even flamed his opponent into rage-quitting—that guy was actually the class rep?

Could it be that he, like her, was secretly a top student? Otherwise, how could something so absurd make sense?

However—reality is often more absurd than imagination.

After hearing a few girls talk about Chen Xiaoxin, Yan Xiaoxi’s worldview came crashing down completely. Chen Xiaoxin wasn’t a top student—in fact, he was a full-fledged academic failure, one of the lowest-performing students in the class. However, he was well-liked, had a great reputation, and was known for listening attentively in class and turning in homework on time.

As for the position of class rep—it had been directly appointed by the homeroom teacher. The reason was simple: If even a student with his grades could pay attention in class, then everyone else had no excuse not to.

“No way…”

“Why does what I see seem completely different from what they said? Where was he paying attention in class?” At this moment, Yan Xiaoxi’s head started to ache. No matter how hard she tried to think, she couldn’t figure it out.

Just then, Chen Xiaoxin returned to the classroom. Two boys from the back row rushed up to him, their faces a mix of panic and hope. The three of them exchanged a few words, and the two boys walked away with relieved smiles and a look of heartfelt gratitude—as if they’d just escaped a terrible fate.

Yan Xiaoxi saw everything from start to finish and instantly understood: a shady deal had just gone down.

Those two probably hadn’t finished their homework, and Chen Xiaoxin, as class rep, had helped cover for them.

Ugh—corruption really seeps into everything!

And he’s even in a key position! That makes him even more dangerous!

Back at his seat, Chen Xiaoxin pulled out a pack of crispy noodles from his desk. Munching on them as he looked out the window at students playing basketball on the field, his mind was on something entirely different:

Should I do a lottery draw or directly redeem a skill?

One more class of slacking off and he’d probably have enough points for a draw. But what if he got a totally useless skill? On the other hand, he didn’t have enough points to redeem something directly either.

Conflicted, Chen Xiaoxin opened up his system panel and quietly stared at his personal stats:

[Name: Chen Xiaoxin]
[Intelligence: 94 (Average Human)]
[Stamina: 61 (Disabled Level)]
[Agility: 82 (Average Human)]

[Top Student Skills: None]
[Support Skills: Neural Perception (Lv1 – Enhances awareness of surroundings) Kirin Arm (Lv2 – Boosts hand speed) ]

[Slacking Points: 4,900]

[Note: Intelligence increases through top student skills; stamina and agility increase through support skills.]
[Note: Each lottery draw costs 5,000 slacking points. Skills are randomly assigned.]
[Note: Skills can be leveled up, but some require specific conditions.]
[Note: Slacking points increase based on the difficulty of slacking off.]

Chen Xiaoxin curled his lip and shut the panel, feeling a little disappointed. Since he first activated the system, he had managed to accumulate quite a few slacking points. He had done one lottery draw, which gave him the Kirin Arm skill, and he had leveled it up once.

After thinking it over, upgrading a skill felt like a waste of resources. If he used those points for the lottery instead, he could afford four draws in a row.

But then again, just slacking off at school all day earned him way too few points.

Looks like he’d need to find a part-time job over the weekend—ideally working under a shady boss who docks a whole day’s pay if you slack off.

After all…

The rougher the seas, the pricier the fish!

“Hey.”

“Um… classmate.”

While Chen Xiaoxin was lost in his thoughts, a soft voice came from beside him—Yan Xiaoxi was speaking to him.

“Huh?”

“What’s up?”

Chen Xiaoxin turned to her, looking puzzled.

“How did you manage to get a pentakill without even looking at your phone?” Yan Xiaoxi stared at him with wide eyes, full of curiosity and a thirst for knowledge.

Chen Xiaoxin gave a mysterious little smile and said, “Why? You wanna learn?”

Yan Xiaoxi hesitated for a moment, then nodded honestly and muttered in a small voice, “A-a little. Can you teach me? Just the part about how to get a pentakill.”

“Sure.”
“What hero do you usually play?”

“Luban…”

“Lend me your account. Next period is English. Watch me get a pentakill and go legendary with Luban.”

As soon as he mentioned borrowing her account, Yan Xiaoxi’s guard shot up—after all, she’d personally seen Chen Xiaoxin get his account banned before. No way she was handing over hers, especially since, even though her rank wasn’t high, she had every skin unlocked.

“Forget it.”
“I don’t want to learn anymore.”

She pouted and turned away, ignoring her desk mate.

During the following English class, Yan Xiaoxi couldn’t help sneaking glances at the sleeping dragon sitting beside her. At first glance, he seemed to be paying close attention to the lesson, sitting upright with a serious face—if you didn’t know better, you’d think he was a model student.

But in reality…
It was all an act.

Mahjong, Dou Dizhu, secretly munching on crispy noodles—he did everything except study. And the most infuriating part?

He was the class rep.

[Congratulations! You have obtained the skill: “Classical Chinese.”]
[Classical Chinese (Lv1): Enhances Classical Chinese proficiency.]

After English class, Chen Xiaoxin immediately went for a lottery draw, and ended up pulling the Classical Chinese skill.

It wasn’t quite the skill he wanted, but at least it counted as a “top student” skill.

Right then, a flood of knowledge about Classical Chinese surged into his mind.

“So this…is what it feels like to get smarter!”

Before he could finish digesting the knowledge, the Chinese teacher walked into the classroom with a thick stack of papers.

“If you need to go to the bathroom, go now.”

“We’re having a test.”

As soon as the teacher gave the order, a bunch of students dashed for the restroom.

A few minutes later, everyone was back in their seats, and the papers were handed out. The tense exam atmosphere settled over the classroom.

At first, Yan Xiaoxi hadn’t planned to do the test. But since she was newly transferred to the class, skipping the exam would make her stand out too much. Reluctantly, she picked up her pen and began working on the paper—though she didn’t forget to keep watching her mysterious desk mate.

Holy crap!
He’s writing so fast!

Yan Xiaoxi had thought she was fast, but her desk mate was even faster.

Looking more closely, though, she realized that most of what he wrote was nonsense—except for the Classical Chinese section, which seemed to be entirely correct.

At the same time—Chen Xiaoxin had already started writing the essay portion of the test.

When he saw the instruction “Style: Optional,” a bold idea popped into his head: Should I… try writing it in Classical Chinese?

Time ticked by minute by minute.

Originally kind of lazy, Yan Xiaoxi gradually got into the exam groove.

But just as she was about to start writing her own essay, she glanced over at her desk mate—and found that he had already finished his.

At first, she didn’t think anything of it.

But then… she noticed something very, very wrong.

N-no way…

Did he write his essay… in Classical Chinese?!