Watching the Chinese language teacher's comments, Liu Cheng Xi leaned back in his chair and smiled softly.
He wasn't particularly excited.
But neither was it madness as expected.
He finally understood why top students compare themselves in Chinese language.
At least for him, Chinese was a vast blue ocean.
Ever since he had tasted success in the last joint examination among thirteen schools, Liu Cheng Xi had been pondering over essays and perfect-score essays.
Then, he started serious training.
During one of the monthly exams, his essay scores were also very good, earning a 56.
And this time, even higher.
Just as he was pondering, the door suddenly flung open, "Xibao, have some melon～"
"?!" Liu Cheng Xi was startled and tensed up, "How, how did you get in?"
At that moment, Shen Yating was dressed in shorts and a T-shirt, looking very casual, holding a plate of sliced watermelon.
