Celebrating with Class 20 Students

"My grandmother is doing fine, Little Aunt. Don't use the tone of an old lady to chat with me. When you started asking about my grandmother in that tone, I really couldn't adapt. I even felt like kneeling down to answer your question."

Zhao Yuyao joked with Wen Xin. He knew Wen Xin knew his grandmother, but he was not used to the way she asked it.

"Oh, Zhao Yuyao, don't block me from talking to Sister Xin. Sister Xin. Do you know that when I was in the third mock exam, I had already entered the provincial key school? If nothing unexpected happens in my college entrance examination, I can also attend Beijing school. My mom said that when you have time, she must treat you to dinner. Without you, I might still be at the bottom!"

Qin Ling pushed Zhao Yuyao aside eagerly. They finally saw Wen Xin and wanted to chat with her.

Mu Chengxi was also squeezed out by the students of Class 20 at this time and could only watch Wen Xin being surrounded.