The plump and slim brothers sang in perfect harmony, thoroughly enjoying themselves.
It was those people's own fault for lacking discernment and belittling Brother Mian!
Lu Mian, for his part, was as cool as a breeze, tossing a small pebble in his palm, amusing himself.
Xiao Qimo glanced at her, thinking the game must be rather boring for her, since she couldn't even be bothered to show a hint of joy in her victory.
He could now be certain that the kid's IQ was at least above 170.
So impressive it was dazzling.
He glanced at the props she had used and wondered how long it would take him to complete them?
The classmate opposite took a full minute to regain composure.
Even Director Qimo had declared it fair and square, what else could they say? Maybe Lu Mian just happened to excel at that game. Besides, there were still two rounds to go—the outcome was still unknown!
