As April arrived, with Qingming Festival behind them, it seemed as if everything started to revive. Even though spring had come, there was willow catkin floating everywhere, and Zhou Yiyi was allergic to it, so she had to wear a disposable mask wherever she went.
Today, as soon as class began, the homeroom teacher entered excitedly. Seeing his expression, she guessed what had happened, and Lin Mu noticed too, nudging Zhou Mo's arm with his elbow, "Looks like it's good news!"
Indeed, Zhou Mo had topped the city-wide Physics competition at the end of March. He truly lived up to his reputation as the top scorer in the entrance exams. He was remarkable.
"This June, there's another provincial Physics competition. If you can win First Prize there, your direct admission into Qingbei is practically set in stone."
The classmates let out exclamations of admiration and cast envious glances toward Zhou Mo.
