Liang Lu looked at her mockingly and raised her voice. She seemed surprised and repeated what Qiao Nian had said. "You're here to sit for the independent enrollment examinations?"
Standing there nonchalantly, Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows and said casually, "Yes."
"Haha." Liang Lu couldn't help but laugh. Making no effort to hide her contempt, she asked condescendingly, "Do you think you will really be admitted into Qing University with your grades?"
When she returned to Beijing, she had looked into Qiao Nian's previous examination grades. Qiao Nian's primary school results were decent, good enough to be considered at the top in her school. But after she went to junior high school, her results started to worsen.
Rao City was a small city. She was also not attending a famous school. In her monthly and final examinations, she only got average grades within her class. Her school ranking was also average, and she had nothing special to speak of.
