"Ah, the third mock exam is tomorrow."
Jiang Yumeng clung to her textbook with a look of despair, glancing pitifully at Lu Qingyi.
The 'third mock exam' was the last simulation test in their senior year, with just two weeks remaining before the college entrance examination after it.
The timetable was pretty tight.
"Oh."
Lu Qingyi lazily flipped through the new novel she had just bought. She raised her eyelids, devoid of any extraneous emotions.
Her calmness was simply astounding.
Jiang Yumeng: "..."
Qingyi's calmness was impeccable, she never seemed to understand what nervousness was.
"Qingyi, how much do you plan on scoring?"
Luo Jia asked curiously.
Lu Qingyi raised an eyebrow in response, "How much do you hope I score?"
She was quite indifferent to the scores. She had nothing to prove.
Yao Meishu hadn't approached her since that day.
"Do you think you can score as much as you wish, just like picking cabbages?"
