The sunlight streamed in from the window, bestowing a halo upon her, making her pure white face appear even more translucent.
Such a beauty.
No wonder a mere post had stirred such a sensation among numerous schools, for beauty itself comes with its own popularity.
If only her grades could match her beauty.
Unfortunately.
Looks do not equate to ability.
The principal momentarily froze upon glancing back, and after a moment, responded gruffly, "Young you may be, but small your words are not. What makes you think you can take first place?"
"By ability," Mu Qingli spoke with a calm and light tone, yet her three simple words were filled with a sense of deterrence.