Dubian Che, who thought the conflict had drifted away from him, did not expect that just after lunch break, he heard a piece of news that could turn the tables.
To be precise, it was the reason he had been buried in obscurity.
The first class in the afternoon was English, and Xiaoquan Aonai, as the class advisor, used her lesson to talk about the midterm exams.
When she entered the classroom, she saw everyone looking dejected, and with a smile like a friend, she said, "Are you all regretting not getting first place?"
"Yes—," Kunii Shuichi replied, dragging out his words.
Dubian Che glanced at him—out of 160 first-year students, what heartache did one ranked beyond 100th have?
"Although the dream was not achieved, I still have to praise everyone. Each of you has made great progress compared to the monthly exams, especially Dubian."
Facing Xiaoquan Aonai's gratified gaze, Dubian Che did not feel the slightest bit happy about being praised.
