Ye Linlang stared at the paper in the teacher's hand, trying to tell if it was hers.
Unfortunately, they were too far away. She didn't have such good eyesight.
Ye Linlang looked at Yin Zihan with hope in her heart. Didn't Miaomiao say that Yin Zihan was the worst in Class A?
Maybe Yin Zihan was the one at the bottom?
Yin Zihan seemed to have seen through Ye Linlang's thoughts. He shrugged his shoulders.
"Don't look at me. Why would I do my homework so obediently?"
But seeing Ye Linlang's strange expression, Yin Zihan was startled. He suddenly realized that something was wrong.
"Ye Linlang, why are you so worried? Aren't you a straight A's student? Don't tell me that your English is so bad that you can't even compete with a junior high school student?"
Yin Zihan was quite clear about their homeroom teacher. She rarely reprimanded others, and she wouldn't randomly exaggerate the standard of a paper.