The students in the class looked at Yue tingfeng with envy and jealousy. There was no hatred in their eyes. He was not on the same level as them.
Even if you feel unfair, you can't compare to her.
Instead of being envious and jealous, she might as well study hard and see if she could do it.
The life of the third year of high school was boring and tense to others.
However, to Yue tingfeng, there was not much of a difference.
It was not much different from his normal studies. If there was a difference, it would be that ... It was much easier.
That's right, ever since Yue tingfeng found out about qingsi's situation at school, he had activated the function of skipping classes from time to time.
He would skip a class to see qingsi and then come back.
Even if the teachers of each subject had their opinions, it was useless. It was Yue tingfeng's fault for always coming in first in the whole grade in mock exams.
