Chen Xiaoran's voice was quite loud, so the whole class heard it. At this point, they were all even more curious about what score Zhao Mingzhe had gotten.
Could it really be over six hundred? Then this Student Zhao would really get to hold his head high.
The prank-loving Chen Xiaoran, not afraid of stirring things up, raised her voice and said, "Scholar Zhao, no wonder I sent the wrong report card. This 551 of yours is obviously not your real level! I even thought this 582 belonged to you!"
With that extra embellishment at the end, Chen Xiaoran clearly delivered the final blow to Zhao Mingzhe's dignity, brazenly announcing his score to the entire class.
Each "scholar" felt like a burning slap across his face, especially painful.
Everyone sighed, their previously envious looks all turning into sympathy.
A gap of thirty points wasn't just a bit—it was the difference between a key university and an ordinary one!
