Ding ding ding—
[Four-person small group message record]
Jack: "Guys! Have you all found your results? (🙌)"
Ashley: "I found it—1470! 20 points higher than estimated! (🌻)"
PS: Ashley's Reading and Writing score of 750 was particularly eye-catching.
Sarah: "Total score is 1480!" (😊)
It could be seen that Sarah and Ashley's scores were still the same as before, maintaining an amazing neck-and-neck competition.
Jack: "1310!! This is definitely the highlight of my life! (😊)"
This could be said to be the most exaggerated test for Jack in two lifetimes, and it also proved that the study materials Ethan had given him weren't in vain.
Sarah: "Congratulations, Jack! Amazing! This progress is simply a comeback textbook! (🎉)"
Ashley: "Jack did really well on the exam this time! Top 50 universities are easy! Some schools you might even be able to look at top 30s!"
Ethan also sent a screenshot of his results at this time.
Then the small group of four exploded.
"Holy shit! Ethan, why are you so beast mode?"
"Ahhhhh 1580!!! Last year's state valedictorian was only 1540!!"
"Ethan, don't you usually hide your strength? This is too good!"
"This is proper valedictorian material!"
....
In the class group on the other side.
"Did you get in?"
"Whether you got in or not, don't you know yourself?"
"I'm in! Isn't this asking if you're in?"
"I haven't gotten in yet... It's lagging a bit!"
...
The class group was still chatting in full swing.
Some people confidently opened the website to check scores, but immediately received a slap from their parents after entering...
Brad hadn't said a word in the group anymore. After checking the scores, the whole person's smile disappeared, and he went completely silent—more than twenty points less than Jack...
At this moment.
Ethan tagged Brad:
"Didn't Young Master Brad get in a long time ago? Why haven't you shown us what a high score looks like after all this time!"
Jack said more directly:
"Brad, send it out! The invitations were sent out—now you're telling me the bride's not coming?"
Seeing that Brad in the group was completely motionless, Ethan didn't bother to say anything more!
He didn't send his report card to the class group. Ms. Jensen would probably send news to the group in a while, and the whole city would probably know about it tomorrow.
.....
Lying on the bed, Linda said:
"Honey, our son actually scored 1580. I feel like I'm dreaming..."
Robert bounced off the bed, not even caring about putting on his slippers:
"Honey, let's go! We have to go out and celebrate! Calling Jack's parents too—Jack's kid also got 1310, so his dad must be thrilled."
Linda hurriedly put on her jacket:
"Okay, then I'll call them. You go call your son!"
Robert's hand stuffing his wallet into his pocket suddenly paused, and he turned his head incredulously:
"Why would I call him? We're here to celebrate that he aced the exam—what does it have to do with him?"
Linda laughed out loud: "Robert! If your son hears this, he'll lose it!"
.....
Ten minutes ago.
The Parker house was brightly lit.
Ashley had specially followed Diana back to her grandmother's house today to check her results, and the whole family gathered in front of the computer, waiting with bated breath for the page to refresh.
The moment 1470 jumped out of the screen, the entire living room instantly erupted.
"Oh my God! 1470!"
Her aunt jumped up excitedly, slapping the sofa.
Her uncle laughed and rubbed his niece's hair:
"I just knew Ashley would do it!"
Grandpa smiled so hard his eyes disappeared, and took out his phone without saying a word:
"Quick! Call that steakhouse and book the best private room! We must celebrate tomorrow!" (Not a party, just because of happiness, the family would eat together the next day)
Diana's eyes were red, and she hugged her daughter into her arms, her voice trembling slightly:
"Baby... Mom is so proud of you..."
Ashley buried her face in her mother's shoulder, smelled the familiar scent of perfume, and suddenly felt her nose tingle.
All those late nights studying, all the practice tests she'd taken, all the notebooks she'd filled—it was all worth it at this moment.
She tightened her arms and heard her mother's heart beating as fast as her own.
The mother and daughter hugged each other tightly.
...
Sarah's family also staged a similar scene.
In the class group.
Ms. Jensen tagged all members: Great news! It has been confirmed that Ethan won this year's state SAT championship with an excellent score of 1580! Let's cheer for him!
As soon as the news came out, the group suddenly exploded.
Except for the four-member group that had already known, the reactions of other students were more exciting than the last:
"Holy shit!"
"Awesome, Ethan!"
"What the actual hell?"
"Ethan, you're hiding too deep! Were the monthly exams all an act?"
"Our class actually has a valedictorian?"
"Why is this world so surreal?"
"Yo, Ethan you snake—you deliberately controlled your scores!"
At this time, Jack deliberately said in the group:
"Damn! Ethan got valedictorian! No wonder I scored high enough for a top 50 school. (gritted teeth)"
As soon as these words came out, it was like pouring cold water into a frying pan, and the group instantly became even more lively:
"???" (A series of question marks flooded the screen)
"Wait, even Jack got into a top 50 school?"
"I'm losing it!"
"Has the world gone this crazy? Or is this not the world I know?"
"I'm just over here happy I got into a decent state school, now I feel useless!"
"Even Jack can get into a top 50—I'm already doubting life?"
.....
This was probably the truest psychological portrait of contemporary high school students: there are valedictorians every year, but it's never my turn anyway—but why did the brother who slept in class, copied homework, and always struggled with passing grades on monthly exams suddenly score high enough for a top 50 university?
Classic case of being less bothered by a brother's suffering than by a brother suddenly driving a Range Rover.
Sure enough, it confirmed the truth: a brother's success is often more threatening than a stranger's brilliance.
The good news spread quickly like wildfire.
Ethan Miller won this year's state championship with a score of 1580.
Every teacher at their school couldn't wait to share it with teachers from other schools—look, this is the valedictorian from our school!
The grade director's phone was blown up.
Colleagues from other schools congratulated sourly, the lights in the principal's office were on until the early hours of the morning, and staff were busy preparing announcements.
The gilded banner hung overnight at the school entrance was particularly eye-catching in the morning light: Warm congratulations to Ethan Miller from our school for winning the state SAT championship with a score of 1580! Red banner with gold letters.
This banner was more effective than any admissions advertisement!
Citizens would spread the word that this year a certain school had produced an SAT valedictorian.
The school also contacted Ethan overnight and proposed that the school would reward Ethan with a scholarship of $100,000. Then the district government also gave a bonus of $200,000.
The ceremony would be held tomorrow morning at 10 AM in the campus auditorium.
Good God, he'd just gone all in, and more money was coming...
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