"702, 702! That's even higher than your score on the third mock exam." Mi Liang was excitedly making calls and slapping her thigh at the same time. Even through the phone, Mei Mengzhen could hear the sound—it was clearly a loud slap. Yep, super excited.
But unfortunately, such a good score still wasn't the city's top scorer. The top scorer was a student from another prestigious high school; this time, that person scored 715, just edging out Mei Mengzhen. Mi Liang was full of regret for her, "Just a little bit off."
"It's fine, this is already amazing. Teacher, you can't ask for too much. Pass the title of 'top scorer's homeroom teacher' to your next batch, let them take up the responsibility and work hard."
Mi Liang choked up—not that he doubted himself, but with their school, even after several batches, it's probably hard to find someone who could surpass Mei Mengzhen.
Mei Mengzhen was standing there, talking big, "Teacher, you should have faith in your students."
