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The supervising teacher was about to scold the student causing trouble, but when he saw it was Valentina, his face immediately darkened. He was about to launch into a tirade, but considering it might disturb the other students, he held back, and dismissively waved his hand, motioning for Valentina to hurry up and leave. There probably wasn't a single teacher in the senior year who didn't know Valentina. Almost every teacher who had taught her would exclaim with a near-heart attack, "I've never seen anyone as stupid as you are!" A score of five. In all years of teaching, they'd never seen such a low score. She was so bad that even luck seemed to avoid her. They could get better marks by guessing randomly. The teachers were so upset. If only poor grades were the problem. Her personality wasn't likable either. She was always gloomy, her hair covering her face, always keeping her head low. Thoroughly disliked from the bottom of the heart. Now, though, something seemed a little different. S