"Oh my God, Xiao Yi, you're actually only second."
The next day when the scores were checked, the incredulous students of class one exclaimed.
Know this, Xiao Yi had always been the top scorer in school since the start of high school, both before and after the separation into arts and science classes.
He had never been knocked off his pedestal before.
Xiao Yi sat at his desk, staring calmly at his own time screen, seemingly deep in thought.
His throne of first place had been taken, but there were no extra emotions, just a hint of surprise in his eyes.
He was tall and handsome, of a cool and aloof type.
"Xiao Yi, how many points did you get?"
Lu Jiayue suddenly started to feel unsettled.
It was inconceivable to many people that Xiao Yi would ever be second.
Xiao Yi had less than ideal family circumstances, so he had to work harder than many others, firmly occupying the throne of first place.
"736."
Xiao Yi said, staring at the screen.
