Li Qingrong noticed the strange looks around her and couldn't help but turn to her side.
She saw Jiang Nian holding a test paper and a pen, starting to do questions as if nobody was watching.
She didn't find it odd; in fact, she thought it was quite normal. After all, the competition hadn't started yet, and they were just wasting time.
"Tch, what's all this pretending for?"
Someone spoke out, unable to bear it any longer.
"Working so hard, are you from the advanced class? Even if it's the Olympic competition, hard work alone doesn't cut it."
"Fake effort, just moving yourself. Only rehearsing what you can do, memorizing what won't be tested; scores will never improve."
"Indeed, there is a thing called talent in learning."
"No way, isn't he too embarrassing? Even if I scored 600, I wouldn't dare write a test paper in public."
Suddenly, a boy walked up to Jiang Nian. He glanced at Li Qingrong first and then patted Jiang Nian's shoulder.
"Buddy, I used to be just like you."
