The first period was the class meeting, and the form teacher would come in from the back door. Seeing her so nervous that she couldn't even concentrate on her book, Le Wan had no choice but to comfort her,
"The results were already decided the moment you handed in the paper. It's useless to worry or be anxious now. It's better to take advantage of this time to do two more questions."
"I know," Feng Ying said. "I've already estimated my score after the exam." She placed her hand on Le Wan's desk and looked at her seriously. "I'm worried about your grades."
Le Wan was stunned for a moment, and a warm current surged in her heart.
"Then there's no need to be anxious. If you're worried about this again, I've roughly estimated the score after the exam. If you want to know, you can ask me directly."
"Really?" Feng Ying's eyes lit up and she grabbed her hand. "You also estimated the score? Then how many points do you think it will be?"