Why Is There a Boy?

It was unbelievable how shocked she had been that time when Ming Yeqing had started talking about her.

Why was she surrounded by geniuses?

It was really stressful.

"Stop pulling at your hair." Ming Yeqing smiled and held onto Qin Muye's wrist to keep her from pulling out her hair. "It's not you who is stupid, but we who are too smart."

"Those words don't comfort me at all." Qin Muye looked at Ming Yeqing with frustration.

"Ah, just think about Qin Muxiao. You're in the first year of high school, yet she is still in the third year of middle school," Tan Mo reminded her.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha!" Qin Muye was feeling more happy now and said, "Back in the first grade of elementary school, Qin Muxiao's scores were so low she had to repeat the grade. I was so happy."

Qin Muxiao had accused Tan Mo of cheating and had lost a lot of credits.