Transmigrated as the Vampire Alpha of the Omega Heroine - Chapter 29
The final day of the winter camp was the provincial selection competition. Gu Li maintained a relaxed mindset. Having only started math competitions in her second year of high school, though she had prior mathematical knowledge from her past life including advanced calculus, and despite diligent studying, she harbored no illusions about surpassing so many prodigies.
Among hundreds of test-takers, she sat calmly, clearing her mind to give her best performance. After over two hours, when the exam bell rang, she capped her pen and exhaled in relief.
She felt she had done well at least, she had given it her all.
With a few days left before the winter break ended, she stayed in City A, waiting for Gu Wei to pick her up so they could visit their grandparents together and celebrate a belated New Year. The snowman outside the windowsill had long melted, leaving only a few damp, wind-dried papers stuck to the ledge. She missed her kitten dearly.
“Will your competition results come out when school starts?” Jiang Nian sat behind Gu Li on her bicycle, carefully clutching the hem of her jacket.
“Most likely,” Gu Li replied, pedaling toward school.
She had woken up early to wait in front of the kitten’s house, finally reuniting with the omega she had missed all winter.
“Gu Li, isn’t your birthday coming up soon?” Jiang Nian slipped her free hand into Gu Li’s school jacket pocket, chatting idly as they rode. She sat sideways on the bike, her canvas shoes tapping rhythmically in the air.
Gu Li cycled one-handed, tucking her own wind-chilled but warm-palmed hand into her pocket. “Will there be a gift?”
Her eyes curved into a smile, though the person behind her couldn’t see it.
“Guess?” The kitten flipped her paw over to scratch the scorching palm.
It was the first day of school again. Students in blue-and-white uniforms, fresh from their break, walked or pushed their bikes along the road.
Winter hadn’t fully retreated, but the trees lining the path already showed signs of budding green.
“Did you hear? Our province is testing a new college entrance exam reform. Starting with this year’s freshmen, they’ll only need to choose three subjects for the Gaokao,” a boy’s voice chimed in nearby.
“What do you mean?”
“Instead of picking between arts or sciences tracks in their second year, basically stuck with either physics-chemistry-biology or politics-history-geography they can now choose any three from those six. Plus, it’ll follow the academic proficiency exam format, easing the pressure. If it were me, I’d pick politics-history-biology. Physics and chemistry are inhuman.”
“Give me a break. You’re in arts, and your geography’s terrible too.”
“That’s why I didn’t pick geography, I went with biology instead. Rumor has it because of this change, we’ll get elective courses this semester, like in college. We can choose teachers we like and even non-core subjects.” He nudged his classmate’s side, grinning like he’d hit the jackpot.
“With your IQ, switching subjects won’t magically make you score higher.”
As a key high school responding to provincial policies, School B required every subject teacher to offer an interesting elective course. However, most were designed primarily for first-year students, with only a limited selection available for second-years, while third-year students didn’t even get a chance to look at them.
Gu Li and Jiang Nian listened to their classmates’ discussions all the way to the classroom, where they could still hear Mu Lan chatting about this matter at their seats.
“If it were me, I’d definitely choose a sports elective. Last semester, half our PE classes got taken by the math teacher. This semester, I’m making up for all of them,” Mu Lan leaned against Gu Li’s desk, chatting happily with a male alpha nearby, his backpack still placed on Gu Li’s desk as if it were still his seat.
Gu Li placed her own backpack on the desk and picked up the black single-strap bag, hanging it on Mu Lan’s shoulder.
“So? How did you do on the math competition, Teacher Gu?” The guy naturally slung his arm over her shoulder to adjust the bag. Mu Lan leaned his head closer, only to be blocked by Gu Li’s hand.
“Wait for the official results. It’s time for morning reading. You shouldn’t be here, go back to your seat.”
Seeing that he wasn’t getting anywhere with Gu Li, Mu Lan turned to Jiang Nian. “Nian Nian, I heard the school is offering electives. We could sign up for an art class together to strengthen our basics and boost our chances for interviews. Plus, it’d be a good way to reconnect with my former deskmate.”
Just moments ago, he’d been talking about signing up for sports electives.
And why was he calling her so affectionately? That “Nian Nian” even seemed to have a lingering tone.
“Thud.” The alpha sitting at his desk, reviewing English vocabulary, set down his book and shot an unfriendly look. “Reconnect what?”
“Nothing… nothing…” Mu Lan quickly left with the male alpha, who asked in confusion, “What was that all about?”
“What do you know? I’ve lost my frontline position and can’t get firsthand info anymore. This is a heroic sacrifice for intel.”
His ship still seemed solid, and the alpha side was already showing protective instincts.
The news about the electives didn’t circulate among students for long before the teacher came in with the official notice. “Second-year students can choose up to three elective courses, but not in the same time slot. The list of available courses will be posted on the bulletin board after class. Interested students can register on the school’s website. And don’t envy the first-years, they’re the first batch under this reform, so they’ll face plenty of issues.”
She handed the elective schedule to the class monitor. “Let’s not get too caught up in this. Besides, we might be the last cohort under the old college entrance exam system. We can’t let our seniors down.”
The electives offered were varied, some genuinely outstanding, while others were just regular classes like physics, chemistry, biology, history, or politics disguised as electives. Everyone carefully used their three slots to pick what they liked best.
“Do you have any electives you want to grab?” Gu Li turned to ask Jiang Nian beside her. The elective courses occupied time slots originally reserved for minor subjects, so there was no concern about them interfering with academic studies.
Students had already begun leaving the bulletin board after selecting their courses, but Jiang Nian remained fixated on the list.
“Not really,” she shook her head, though her eyes lingered on the schedule one last time before looking away. “I’ll take the physics teacher’s class. She’s always stealing our art sessions anyway, might as well treat this as another hijacked art period. Plus, this interesting electricity module suits my weak spot in circuits.”
“Don’t you want to try the printmaking class? I think it sounds fun,” Gu Li suggested, drawn to the course that somewhat aligned with Jiang Nian’s strengths.
Jiang Nian checked the printmaking schedule, no, it conflicted with the one she wanted. “It’ll probably be too popular anyway. My home internet’s terrible; I might not even get a spot.”
Gu Li didn’t press further. She noted a few other intriguing electives to try grabbing later from her computer.
During the first week of B High’s elective rollout, Gu Li’s math competition results were announced.
Exceeding expectations, she placed third, qualifying for the provincial semifinals. This forced her to abandon most of her fun electives, spending nearly all her time in a dedicated study room the teachers had assigned for competition prep. The faculty even created special electives for her and other semifinalists: Fun with Math, Secrets of Math Competitions, and Exploring Mathematics, all counting toward their elective credits. The study room’s door remained shut, but between classes, the hallway outside buzzed with students switching electives.
“Jiang Nian! Where’s your next class?” Mu Lan called out as she spotted Jiang Nian approaching down the corridor.
“Over there,” Jiang Nian replied briskly, as if worried about securing a good seat.
“What class? Printmaking? Me too, I want to go together?” Mu Lan waved her schedule, ready to join.
“Ours are different. I picked sand art!” Jiang Nian walked off without turning back.
Sand art? Was there even a sand art class?
Puzzled, Mu Lan watched her round the corner toward the upstairs classrooms.
Of course there was no sand art class, unless the teacher planned to provide every student with a sand tray. Jiang Nian arrived at her chosen elective’s classroom, still mostly empty. She tucked herself into an inconspicuous corner, eyes intently fixed on the male teacher writing on the blackboard with slanted handwriting.
The school ensured every elective had at least 20 participants. By the time class began, the once-sparse room had filled up, every student radiating the assertive aura typical of alphas.
Amid them sat a single small omega, neatly spreading out her notebook. Carefully, she wrote the course title on the first line: How Alphas Can Become Even More Alpha.
Mu Lan’s notes were practically useless her handwriting was messy, key points were incomplete, and several pages even had dried drool stains from when she’d fallen asleep. After reviewing her biology notes from the first semester of sophomore year multiple times, she still found no guidance on how an omega could teach their alpha to mark them properly. Juggling her studies, her eyes immediately locked onto this elective course whose very name radiated strength.
The teacher’s explanations were slow-paced and detailed, analyzing many physical issues specific to alphas and even providing phased plans. Just one class session proved immensely insightful by far the most valuable course she’d taken in the past week of electives. The young omega scribbled notes furiously, occasionally grabbing a red pen to underline points she found particularly useful.
Meanwhile, as Gu Li worked on problems in the study room, an inexplicable chill ran down his spine.