The First Year of the Gaokao's Return, I Tore Up My Exam Paper

In the first year the gaokao was reinstated, I tore up my exam paper in front of everyone and went up the mountain to herd cattle.

When the farm director's daughter, who had always acted superior and cultivated the image of a child prodigy, found out, she went berserk on the spot.

In my previous life, I took the gaokao alongside the farm director's daughter, but I was falsely accused of cheating.

It was only because the answers on our papers were exactly the same, even though she was the first person in our exam room to turn hers in.

Even my fiancé accused me of copying her.

I pleaded my innocence everywhere, but no one believed me.

In the end, I was banned from taking the exam for three years and lost my chance to return to the city.

I was forced to stay on the farm, enduring the director's harassment day and night.

Eventually, I was branded a shameless flirt, beaten, and left to freeze to death in the cowshed.

When my parents heard what had happened, they tried to clear my name. Instead, they were labeled capitalists, had their property seized, and died full of resentment.

Until the day I died, I couldn't understand how the answers on my paper, the result of studying day and night, could have been exactly the same as the director's daughter's.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day before the gaokao.