"How long will this state last?" Xiao Qimo casually picked up the pen on the coffee table, giving in.
"Unless there's an unexpected turn, she'll probably finish her lecture in about two hours."
Ye Jinwen was shocked: "Another two hours!"
Xiao Qimo: "Let's all sit down together."
In the end, the three of them listened through Lu Mian's late-night lesson.
To Xiao Qimo's surprise, he initially thought she was just having an alcohol reaction, spouting nonsense. However, unexpectedly, every point she made was clear, simple, and correct. With such ability, scoring a hundred in a competition was well within her reach.
But he had seen her academic record, which stated: passing grades.
In nine years of compulsory education, "passing" is quite a poor remark.
He also knew the volume of knowledge she displayed could not be achieved overnight or learned in a day, but what he didn't understand was why she restrained herself in every aspect when she could have excelled?
