Yun Yue turned her face slightly upward, her lips curving into a smile, her up-tilted eyes unable to contain a wildness, "No need to thank me, just remember you owe me a favor."
Feng Ye: "..."
Who the hell wants to thank you.
The total score was 484, with the operational problems in the back each worth thirty points. To enter the second round of assessment, the cut-off was 390 points.
This meant he could only get two multiple-choice questions wrong...
Suddenly, he fell silent, his face darkening with anger and a sense of injustice.
Yun Yue's gaze swept across his face, her lips hooked carelessly as she got up and walked out.
Jiang Qi sent him a sympathetic look, patting his shoulder and said, "Chill out, even if you had done the test yourself, you wouldn't have made it to the second round. Maybe she guessed them all right."
Feng Ye: "... I've never seen you guess a single multiple-choice math question correctly, and it's always four options to pick from."
