Competing for Tan Mo

"I think you might as well just choose another university," Qin Muxiao said, sneering.

Yuan Keqing couldn't help but look at Qin Muxiao. She was surprised that after so many years Qin Muxiao hadn't improved at all and was still just as stupid as she had always been.

But she agreed with the last sentence.

Tan Mo should choose another university.

"Cousin, you haven't said how many points you scored on the exam? Let's come up with ideas together. Let's see which school you have a higher chance of getting into." Looking at the current situation, Yuan Keqing obviously thought she had put the nail in the coffin, and she was feeling pleasure at Tan Mo's failure.

"You guys don't need to worry about that." Tan Jinyi was having difficulty suppressing his laughter. Looking at Wei Keli, Yuan Keqing, and Qin Muxiao, he felt as if he was looking at a bunch of idiots. "We have already made a decision."