The guy chuckled, "You've got this. I believe in you."
Jiang Xiu blinked, momentarily caught off guard. "Really?"
She hadn't expected anyone from their platoon to believe in her.
But then a thought crossed her mind, and her smile faltered. Maybe he was just saying it to make her feel better, to boost her confidence with empty words.
What if his kindness was just a façade, like Meng Yi?
Yet, his next words made her reconsider.
He nodded earnestly, "Yeah, you're really smart. I'm confident you can learn anything if you put your mind to it. Plus, you did great in the assessment."
The assessment had taken place the other day, where each student was graded on their performance across all activities and lessons.
The competition day had been added to foster a sense of competitiveness and fun.
He then extended his hand. "By the way, I don't think I properly introduced myself—I'm Xu Shirong, first-year interior architecture."
