Let's set aside Lin Xingjie, who was embracing his head and muttering, enveloped in a shroud of sorrow, as Zhu Qingyue approached him and asked in a low voice.
"Xu Xiangyang, are you sure this arrangement is okay?"
"...Hmm?"
Xu Xiangyang was pondering when he looked up, somewhat puzzled, at the serious-faced Zhu Qingyue.
"Actually, you could have left Xing Jie's matters to me."
She placed her hand over her chest, making a promise.
"With my help, she should have more than enough."
"...You seem quite confident."
"It's not about confidence. I've already looked at several of Lin Xingjie's test papers. What she needs most now is to spot her weaknesses and solidify her grasp of the concepts. With just a bit better performance in the exam room, she is bound to see a significant improvement in the next test. I believe that with Student Lin's personality and mindset, there won't be any problems..."