Irene had been quite reluctant to see the dilapidated buildings of this school. When she saw Anne running over, she immediately raised her chin naughtily and disdainfully said, "Anne, you're studying in this shabby place. What kind of a university do you think you are?"
Hearing this, Anne adjusted her breathing slightly and sneered, "Yes, you are noble. A place like the golden silk cage is worthy of you. But don't forget, how many scores do you need here to get in? How many points did you get in that year? I remember that you were only half a child." Anne didn't stand on ceremony and pointed it out coldly.
This University A was a hundred-year school mansion. Although the building was a little old, it had rich cultural deposit and historical thickness. It was one of the most important universities in the country. Irene still had the face to dislike it. Anne really didn't know where her face from.
