Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Lu Yang blinked vigorously. “I, I passed Mathematics! I scored over a hundred in General Science! F*ck!”
He used to get a scores of 40 to 50 out of 300 in General Science and that was only when he was lucky. This ti he got over one hundred!
And for Mathematics, he scored 91 and passed!
Fatty looked like he was living in a dream. “Brother Yang, too. Did the teacher mark the wrong paper?”
“Hey, Brother Yang, Fatty, how did you score on the test?” Chu Yao ca up to them and asked, his tone clearly withholding his excitent.
The two looked at him together. “What about you, how did you score?”
Chu Yao swallowed his saliva and gestured the score with his fingers. “93 for Mathematics and 138 for General Science.”
The three put their heads together and kept their voices very low, afraid that they might disturb the big boss who was sleeping next to them.
Lu Yang’s eyebrows furrowed. “What happened? I swear I didn’t cheat, but I feel that I couldn’t do a lot of questions this ti. How was I able to do so well?”
He was the second lowest scorer in Ming High School, having been dethroned as the worst by Gu Mang. He only knew how to copy howork. How was he able to answer the questions?!
Chu Yao and Fatty nodded vigorously. “Brother Yang, you aren’t alone.”
The three of them stared at each other. They looked over at Gu Mang at the sa ti.
Fatty couldn’t believe it and said, “Don’t tell we copied Sister Mang and ng Jinyang’s howork and learned how to solve the problems.”
Chu Yao was speechless for a while. After a few monts he said, “Don’t you think that ng Jinyang’s answers are really clearly written? Even a bad student like can understand it.”
Lu Yang nodded with a blank expression. “I didn’t notice until you ntioned it.”
Fatty couldn’t help but swallow his saliva. “I suddenly understand why Shen Huan got such impressive scores in the first monthly examination.”
Chu Yao nodded vigorously.
ng Jinyang had single-handedly carried them and helped them soar academically!
Lu Yang suddenly rembered sothing. “How did Sister Mang do this ti?”
At the ntion of it, Chu Yao’s expression was complicated. “Still zero.”
The atmosphere fell into an awkward silence.
Just then, the class bell rang and the teacher walked in with the lesson plan. Fatty and Chu Yao returned to their seats.
Lu Yang cautiously called out to Gu Mang, “Sister Mang, class’s starting.”
The girl took off her earphones, lifted her head, and frowned irritably. Her eyes were covered with a cool fog and her face was slightly red. She exuded a stifling aura.
Lu Yang didn’t dare to move, but he quietly pushed candy to her.
The girl raised an eyebrow and unwrapped the candy to eat it. Then her aura llowed out.
Taking out the physics book, her cool, fair hand propped up her chin. Squinting, she looked at the blackboard nonchalantly.
...
At noon.
Gu Mang first went to the school gate to pick up sothing from the courier and carried it back to the dormitory. No one in the dormitory had co back yet. It was very quiet. She opened the parcel. It was a set of red clothes, a long cotton skirt which was quite worn, as though it had been kissed by fire.
But it didn’t make the clothes any less beautiful. Instead, it added a unique touch of ragged beauty to it. Her cell phone rang.
“G-god, how are the clothes? Are you happy with them?”
As soon as the parcel was signed for, the other party had received the notification and imdiately ca to speak with her.
Gu Mang looked down at the WeChat ssage and her clean, slender fingers casually typed out a response. “Yeah.”
“This dress is the result of our blood, sweat, and tears throughout the week. We guarantee that you’ll be an absolute beauty upon wearing it! Rember to take pictures and show us!”
Gu Mang raised an eyebrow and laughed. “Alright.”
“Okay then, I shall stop bothering you now.”
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