Today's evening self-study session was noisy like a vegetable market all night, as the teacher had no homework to assign and was busy grading papers and calculating scores.
"Damn it, Brother Fan, did you sneak home to study or something? I've never seen you study seriously before!"
"It was you who told us to take a break, and now you're the one scoring full marks in everything. After all is said and done, you're the real genius here, and we're the ones who are really struggling!"
After the scores came out, Wu Shichong and Lai Chenglang felt the most helpless.
Both of them had followed Xu Qingfan's example of doing other homework during humanities classes. As a result, not one of their scores in history, geography, and biology exams was over fifty out of a hundred.
"Pff... stop slandering me. When have I ever secretly studied at home? Ask Ruan Wen if you don't believe me." Xu Qingfan couldn't help but laugh when he saw Wu Shichong's thirty-eight in history.
