"How do I feel like your translation...is even better than the original?" Fu was somewhat surprised. "It reads more comfortably and has literary grace now."
"Flattering me, sis."
Chen Yuan's Chinese score of just over a hundred relied on his consistently over-fifty compositions.
His Chinese could improve, but considering the limited potential for improvement in the subject, he chose to focus more on Mathematics, Science, playing video games, and devouring roasted chicken.
Ah, I can't keep on like this anymore.
Entertainment has misled me too deeply!
Starting today, I quit gaming!
"But Chinese really doesn't need to be rushed. Conquering English first is absolutely the correct strategy."
Fu believed that as long as Yuan's English improved by thirty points, coupled with his already transformative Mathematics performance for another thirty-point increase, his grades could see a significant improvement in a short time.
