In the office, the other teachers were discussing Rong Zhi's score, while Rong Meng, who had previously scored 125 and received praise, was now totally overlooked.
With Rong Zhi's 180 in front, who still remembers Rong Meng's mediocre 125?
Zhou Zhongming had long snapped out of his shock. Listening to the conversation around him, his smile almost fell off his face. He stiffened his own expression, grinded his teeth, and grabbed Rong Meng's test paper before leaving.
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Class 3-1.
Rong Meng was lowering her head, doing her homework, while pondering whether today's math Olympic Competition results should be out.
Meanwhile, her new desk mate, Chi Cha, was swooning over her phone.
"Rong Xiaohua, tell me, what's Rong Zhi like privately? You're real siblings, you surely know him well." Chi Cha rubbed her phone screen with Rong Zhi's photo as her eyes sparkled like stars.
