I'm the Top Student in My Grade

[The school-life novel next door 👉🏻 "After Injuring My Boyfriend, I Had to Take Full Responsibility"]

See below for the synopsis of my upcoming novel, "Twenty-Two Rules."

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In his second year of high school, Zhu Chi transferred schools again. This time, he wasn't moving with his parents for their business. Instead, he was going to live on his own with an old family friend of his parents.

But his luck was terrible from the start. A misunderstanding got him pelted with frozen peas, and the so-called "Ice Archer" in front of him seemed to have it in for him.

Zhu Chi was relieved to realize he'd mistaken the guy for someone else.

At least he wouldn't have to live under the same roof as this unpleasant guy.

A few days later, they ran into each other again at a dinner with their parents. The Ice Archer had shed his icy demeanor and become polite, well-behaved, and downright adorable, the very picture of a model student everyone praised!

Zhu Chi: "?" What a performance.

While using the bathroom, Zhu Chi kept catching a whiff of smoke and covering his nose. When he tracked down the source, it turned out to be that very same model student, who'd looked so respectable just moments earlier.

Zhu Chi: "!" Now he was certain the guy was faking it, and doing so... pretty convincingly.

A string of exclamation marks flashed through his mind. He marveled: He'd met a pro. Was this guy an even better actor than he was?!

In the days that followed, they became worthy rivals, classmates, and desk mates. Newly transferred Zhu Chi snatched the top spot in their grade, which the other guy had held for ages, while in their game, after switching servers, Zhu Chi could only manage second place.

They were clearly fated rivals, destined to clash!

One day, Zhu Chi saw Song Shi cut the top line off his report card. The name on the far left was "Zhu Chi."

"Send me another fifty, and I might go easy on you on the next exam," Zhu Chi said lazily, propping his chin on his hand.

Song Shi crumpled the strip of paper and tossed it in the trash. "...Are you seriously obsessed with money?"

Two boys wearing masks met in the sweltering summer rain.

Zhu Chi: Why are you pretending to be so well-behaved?

Song Shi: Why are you pretending to be so cheerful?

A gentle, scholarly top with a face like a school bully (Song Shi) x a business-minded bottom who smiles sweetly (Zhu Chi)

In plain terms: a brooding top x a little ray of sunshine

"Rivals" become "lovers." Their souls resonate, their minds are in sync, and they gradually draw closer without even realizing it.

P.S.:

1. A realistic, slice-of-life school story (slow burn, silly, and focused on studying hard!).

2. The new college entrance exam system: 3+1+2.

3. School life is the focus. Everything else serves the plot, so there's no need to look for real-life models or scrutinize the details.

Upcoming: "Twenty-Two Rules"

Fake heirs | Rekindled romance | Faux step-siblings

[Character Setup]

Early on: mild-mannered family servant x spoiled young master

Later: gloomy, unhinged CEO x reformed good citizen

[Synopsis]

On the last day of his twenty-fourth year, Wen Ming quit his job again.

It was already his ninth job, and every time he switched jobs, his salary was a little higher than before.

On the first day of his twenty-fifth year, Wen Ming went to report for his new job.

The salary was more than double his previous one. Wen Ming planned to work hard, and strode into the office full of enthusiasm. But his smile froze the moment he saw the person behind the desk.

"!!!"

Could he still run away?

It was an assistant's job, and the person he'd be serving was his younger brother, though they weren't blood-related, the servant he'd bullied since childhood, the real heir who'd taken everything from him, and the ex-boyfriend he least wanted to see.

His ex-boyfriend placed a contract in front of him. "If you want the money, sign this."

Wen Ming glanced at it. The long string of numbers on the contract made his head ache.

The numbers ran from "one" onward, stopping at "twenty-two."

Wen Ming wanted to curse.

Who was the idiot who came up with these twenty-two ridiculous rules?

Well, that idiot was him.

And now, more than anything, he wanted to shake some sense into his younger, ignorant, immature self.

If he could do it all over again, Wen Ming swore he'd be a good person and focus on his studies. But none of that was the most important thing.

Most importantly, from the moment Wen Sizhao entered the Wen family, he would remember to treat his little brother well.

Theme: Healing each other.