Smart tax?
What's that supposed to mean!
Every student in the dormitory was utterly baffled.
Cheng Ranran, small but cunning, let out a sigh, her tone deeply sorrowful.
"Did you ever encounter this type of person when you were in school?"
"Which type?"
"Back in our school days, there was this group of people who always said things like, 'Oh no, I was watching TV all yesterday, I didn't review at all,' 'Damn, I didn't perform well this time, I got a multiple-choice question wrong,' 'I forgot that point of knowledge,' and then when the exam results came out, they were either the top of the class or the second in the grade."
Everyone nodded in agreement, as if they could all relate.
"Every class has these types of people, right? The top students in our class really did talk like that."
"Speaking of which, most of the top students at Medical University must have been like that before the college entrance exams, right?"
"Especially the boys!"
"They're simply inhuman!"
