Dong Qingfeng was silent for a moment before responding, "I guess so."
Since the first monthly exam of the first year of high school, Wang Longlong had consistently dominated the top spot in composition. After enduring so many exams, he was still number one.
If it weren't for the occasional mistakes in the other parts of the Chinese exams, the title of number one in Chinese would certainly be his.
Perhaps this could break Xue Yuantong's curse of being the overall top student.
While they talked, Yang Sheng occasionally chimed in, mainly because Dong Qingfeng spoke with an attitude that was neither humble nor pushy.
Chen Qian came downstairs to find Dong Qingfeng. The two had a good relationship. Although Dong Qingfeng's grades weren't as good as his, they weren't far apart; after all, Dong Qingfeng was among those who could take exams in the front rows.
Upon seeing Chen Qian, Dong Qingfeng immediately greeted him, admiring him for his perseverance and gradual improvement.
