180: Let Yan Shu See the Truth_7

Bai Huashang looked at Wen Lan's retreating back and said softly, "Lanlan is a good girl, although she has a bit of a sharp tongue, her heart is still kind."

**

North China School.

Lately, the academic atmosphere in the class was quite intense; everyone's overall grades had also improved significantly, and there were motivational slogans for the college entrance exam written on the large bulletin board behind.

"I'm confident, therefore I succeed. I can do it, I must be able to do it!"

"Without struggle, life is a waste. Without hard work, the third year of high school is tasteless!"

Each desk was stacked with thick piles of books, a far cry from the days when it was called a failing class. If one didn't experience it firsthand, no one would believe that this classroom and the one for slacking were the same.

Yan Shu had something to do and asked for leave today.

What was originally a group of four became a trio.