Ao Xinghao snorted with laughter.
He turned back and grinned at Qin Xin, saying, "Sister Xin, these questions today seem so familiar. It’s like they’re all within our review scope. If you were taking the test, you’d easily score a hundred. Scoring 99 would be tough!"
The already weary Lan Yingjun inadvertently suffered another blow.
So, does this an he doesn’t even asure up to an ugly fool now?
And yet, Qin Xin just "hmm-ed" in agreent.
Damn, does the ugly fool have no self-awareness? Is she really sure she can score 100 on this?
Lan Yingjun was almost driven mad with anger.
Unable to hold back, he turned and sneered, "If you score zero, we won’t even make the top ten."
Qin Xin gave him an unappreciative glance.
The look inexplicably sent a cold shiver through him.
"Why are you staring at ?" he asked irritably.
Qin Xin coldly spat out a few words, "Virtue doesn’t match position, there will be disaster."
Lan Yingjun was taken aback, and then his expression grew stiffer: "What do you an, are you questioning my capability as the team leader? Or are you cursing ? Why not say you’re too ugly and it’s affecting our performance?"
Ao Xinghao imdiately thumped the table and stood up: "Watch your mouth, apologize to Sister Xin!"
Hu Lingling, the vice-captain, also frowned displeasedly and tapped Lan Yingjun’s table: "Hey, as the leader, what kind of talk is this? You’re the one with poor grades dragging us down, and you still have the nerve to mock others? Spend so ti thinking about tomorrow’s practical exam, and don’t create more trouble for us!"
Lan Yingjun, feeling embarrassed, retreated slightly: "Fine, I know. If you all want to apologize, I will. Today was just an accident..."
Tomorrow, there will definitely be no mistakes.
Surgical operations are his strong point; after all, he’s a junior and has been to many surgeries with his ntor. He has an advantage.
==
In the dining hall.
Song Anjing had already familiarized herself with the layout of the Royal Academy Dining Hall and had secured a six-seat window spot early on.
Xiangxiang also brought out her carefully prepared homade soup, waiting for her friends to return victorious.
When Qin Xin ca back with her three companions, Ao Xinghao smiled from a distance: "Xiangxiang’s cooking is really sothing, the aroma of this soup can be slled from miles away."
Hu Yi was even more direct: "Your brother is really good to you, finding soone this great to take care of you. When we were at Imperial University, Xiangxiang worked at the Imperial University Dining Hall; now that we’re at Royal Academy, she sohow managed to work at the Royal Academy Dining Hall too. She’s really a great girl."
Qin Xin acknowledged with a hum but said nothing.
Xiangxiang is indeed wonderful, but that so-called brother is not necessarily so.
She couldn’t forgive him for bullying the original owner in the bathtub.
The original owner was so weak, and yet he could bring himself to harm his sister?
She didn’t even dare imagine how far they had gone.
All she could do was strategize to get the original owner away from that dangerous brother.
"Miss, drink more soup. You’ve lost weight preparing for the competition these days..." Xiangxiang said caringly, continuously serving Qin Xin more soup and dishes.
Speaking of preparation, Ao Xinghao asked Song Anjing, "Hey, those index cards you prepared were really spot on; today’s test questions were all on them. You deserve so credit. Where did you gather such precise questions from?"
Song Anjing looked montarily stunned, then replied shyly, "I don’t deserve any credit. Those index cards were actually excerpts from Sister Xin’s reference notes..."
Everyone: "..."
They all turned to look at Qin Xin.
Qin Xin took a small sip of soup and said calmly, "There are no notes for tomorrow’s practical."
Everyone: "..."
No, Sister Xin, we’re not worried about tomorrow’s notes; we’re amazed at how many treasures you still have up your sleeve!
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