"Those questions are not difficult," Qin Sheng replied.
If the other students participating in the competition were to hear this, they would surely be infuriated by Qin Sheng's words. Not difficult? This was a national competition, far more challenging than the usual exams by ten or even a hundred times.
Even the mathematics experts required considerable time to ponder over the problems.
Of course, for Qin Sheng, they posed no challenge.
Fu Hanchuan chuckled softly, "Indeed, not difficult."
He reached out to tousle Qin Sheng's fluffy hair.
Qin Sheng lowered her eyes, sitting quietly in place.
By now, she had grown accustomed to Fu Hanchuan's proximity; his actions did not elicit any particular response from her.
Seeing that the time was drawing near, Fu Hanchuan stood up. "Sheng Sheng, I'm going to make lunch."
Qin Sheng gazed at Fu Hanchuan's departing figure, momentarily lost in thought.
