A Film Queen of Two Worlds

Even Anna, who was prepared to curse if she couldn't answer, held back the words on the tip of her tongue. She furrowed her brow and opened the answer sheet in her hand. Surprisingly, it was correct! The answers to this practice exam were only known by the teacher, and students couldn't access them. Could it be that she didn't even calculate, but simply glanced at it and knew the answer? No, that's impossible! This is a critical question, even if I calculated it myself, it would take four or five minutes. How could she know the answer just by glancing at it? There is only one possibility! "Did you secretly use your phone to search for answers during class? Are you planning to bring your phone to look up answers during the exam? Put away your tricks. This is class A, not your previous chaotic class." Anna's gaze was sharp, and as she spoke, her voice grew sharper and more sarcastic. Upon hearing her accusations, Milly's expression darkened, her eyes flashing with intensity. She hadn't come here to cause trouble; she simply wanted to fulfil a dream she once had. However, she didn't expect that not all teachers were wise scholars imparting knowledge; there were also demons and fools who couldn't even tell right from wrong. "Where is the evidence?" The girl's confident demeanour momentarily stunned Anna, leaving her speechless. "What evidence?" Milly raised her lips slightly and calmly stated, "The evidence is that I used my phone to look up the answers. You accused me so confidently, so you must have seen me using my phone. There must be evidence." "You ... "Anna was at a loss for words. Where would she get the evidence from? It was merely a guess based on intuition. Fortunately, at that moment, the bell rang, signalling the end of class and breaking the tension between the two. Anna angrily gathered her books, shot Milly a twisted look, and stormed out of the classroom. The students in the classroom witnessed this scene and became excited. "Wow, you dared to confront The Devastator! How courageous!" "The Devastator always bullies students with lower grades. She either hits, scolds, or even physically attacks them, making us all feel down." "Yes, finally, we can hold our heads high today." The surrounding students gathered around Milly's desk, praising her actions enthusiastically. Milly understood their intentions and didn't mind their closeness. She smiled and said, "Let's focus on the task at hand." A good teacher deserves respect, but those unworthy of the title do not deserve it. At that moment, a boy with glasses sitting in front of Milly turned around and asked, "Milly, I saw The Devastator's expression earlier. You must have answered that question correctly. Can you explain it to us?" Milly blinked and nodded. "Of course." She took out paper and a pen, explaining the topic in detail to them. Three minutes later, the students around her showed a sudden understanding, some even gratefully holding Milly's hand. "Milly, you explain things so clearly and simply. I usually have to think for a long time to understand what The Devastator says, but I got it after your explanation!" "Yes, with your explanation, it's like I'm enlightened." Milly found their reactions amusing, her previously tense expression softening as she said, "Thank you all for your understanding. If you have any questions in the future, feel free to ask me." She had never been a good student, never taken exams, and had never experienced this genuine camaraderie among classmates. Friendship in the entertainment industry was like walking on thin ice, superficial and easily betrayed. Unlike now, where there were no hidden agendas, just trust based on mutual liking.

While one side of the room was filled with lively laughter, the atmosphere on the other side felt as though the world was coming to an end, with a palpable sense of tension. With a resounding thud, Anthony angrily tossed the pen from his hand onto the table, leaving a dark line across the paper covered in numbers. The paper was crammed with numbers and formulas, but the final answer had been scribbled over multiple times, revealing the owner's frustration. How did that woman manage to solve it? No matter how many times he tried, he couldn't get it right. This question is on par with Olympiad math, the level of difficulty is unimaginable, yet that woman seemed to have effortlessly arrived at the correct answer with just a glance; how did she do it? Anna might not have known, but Milly had not even touched her phone, let alone checked the answer, so she couldn't have cheated. Furthermore, he recalled that when she was called upon to solve the problem, she appeared to be reading a Centralian textbook ... With gritted teeth, he glared at a certain individual who was surrounded by others, smiling with a smug expression, his anger almost causing him to grind his teeth to dust! Such a fake smile! Presenting a dark expression to me, yet beaming like a sun in front of strangers, hmph! Suddenly, there was a loud commotion. With a loud bang, the back door of the classroom was forcefully kicked open. A tall, handsome young man entered with a somber expression, carrying his school uniform jacket.

He glanced around, not immediately returning to his seat, but instead walking over to Anthony's desk. Bending down to look at the math test paper Anthony was working on, he blurted out, "The answer is: bdacb." "I can glance at this paper and immediately see the answers; only a fool would take so long to figure it out!" After uttering these words, he carried himself as if he had achieved something extraordinary, arrogantly lifting his head like a victorious rooster. Already irritated, Anthony's face darkened even further upon being provoked by him, coldly sneering.

"Oh? Is that so? If I rank first in the entire grade, what does that make the person who only ranks second? Trash?" "You ... " William Tate was so furious that he nearly ground his teeth to dust, glaring at him with resentment. "Don't get too ahead of yourself, the first place will be mine sooner or later!" Anthony chuckled, but with a heavy dose of sarcasm. Scenes like this were almost part of the daily routine in the classroom. Seeing William preparing to get physical, a few individuals who were close to him quickly restrained him, whispering, "William, calm down! Getting into a fight now will only lead to trouble."