Another boy burst into laughter. "They're just being ridiculous, ignore them," he stated matter-of-factly. "It's not like they can go to university with brains like theirs. Let's see if they'd be so arrogant then."
Yao Ran pursed her lips. "You should not say such hurtful words. Everyone has their own talents."
"Even those buffoons?" He snorted.
"Forget it. Let's just buy some books first."
As she spoke, she glanced in the direction where Yao Tang had gone. Her gaze had turned icy for just a few seconds, and she clenched her fists.
"Why should we even bother with Class 20? It's not like they can compare to us." Yao Ran's deskmate rolled her eyes before nudging the boy behind her. "Hey, Jiang Huai, you think you can help me get Sheng Ting's new album? I'm planning to go to the release party, but I'm not sure if I can make it."
"Sure, leave it to me." He patted his chest. "Ranran, what about you?"
"Yeah, sure."
