Wei Dongshan looked surprised and frowned. "Is this Qiao Nian delusional?"
The night breeze in October was cold. Wei Ling adjusted her shawl and answered him with a fake smile, "She doesn't care about us because she has a powerful background. She's fearless, so of course she's arrogant."
"She has a backer? What backer?" Wei Dongshan looked puzzled. "I looked at her profile. She's just an ordinary high school student. Her grades are not bad. She studied at Rao City Middle School and was in Class A. You might not know it since you're in Beijing all year round. No.1 Middle School is the best school in Rao City. Class A is the top class in No.1 Middle School. Every year, No.1 Middle School will be able to enter many key universities. 80% of them are students from this class…"
"She didn't get into Class A with her grades."
