Jiang Zhe's profile from the side, with the tip of her nose revealed, was exquisitely sculpted, as if it was a piece meticulously carved by the goddess Nüwa.
It was only after Jiang Zhe had walked past that Ding Xuexue remembered she had forgotten to greet her.
A bit regretful.
After all, she had done so well this time, while Jiang Zhe's name hadn't even appeared on the list, let alone her scores.
This was not without precedent, as some students who performed very poorly would have their scores left unrecorded to save them the embarrassment of appearing on the list more than once.
Ding Xuexue originally intended to ask Jiang Zhe about her grades, but by the time she came to her senses, Jiang Zhe had already walked far away.
She had no choice but to refocus and go submit her materials to her teacher.
