Shi Yang stopped halfway through his sentence, paused, as if he remembered something, and suddenly changed the topic, saying, "But you're not wrong, you're only in the second year of high school and already ranked tenth in the city. You work hard, but others do too, what if you drop to twentieth in the next exam?"
Zhao Meimei opened her mouth, a bit at a loss for words for a moment.
Shi Yang asked, "By the way, do you like the pink bedding set or the light blue one?"
Zhao Meimei: "Light blue."
Shi Yang softly replied, "Then let's go with light blue."
Zhao Meimei had a hard time keeping up with his train of thought.
Shi Yang spoke as if to her, or perhaps to himself, "I'll handle this matter. You should rest early."
Zhao Meimei held the disconnected phone, still not understanding what Shi Yang was talking about.
After the final exams, the winter holiday officially began.
