Zhao Rong feels that it's not without reason that Yushu isn't well-liked by everyone.
On the podium, Zhao Rong observed Fan Yushu's shocked expression for a while, nodded and said, "Got lucky this time."
Then he turned his head and directly asked, "So Huaijin is second?"
Xiao Hongyu and others nodded, their expressions complex, "Yes, Xuanji... eighty-five points."
Zhao Rong couldn't help but chuckle, then immediately restrained himself, saying earnestly: "Before this Music Art exam, Huaijin gave me a last-minute tutoring session, covered the topics, and I got lucky, that's why I scored a six in Music Art. Thanks to Huaijin this time. Alright, let's start the class and wait for her to come back." He spoke with a bit of emotion.
The students exchanged glances, about to nod together, when Fan Yushu couldn't help but interject: "Well, she tutored me too, so why didn't I score six?"
Zhao Rong: ...
Everyone: ...
You're the last place, can you not talk?
