After class, Teacher Li left with the teaching plans in his arms.
Su Wanwan, who had been punished to stand for the entire class, finally returned to the classroom. She quickly moved to her seat, and by that time, many students had already gathered around.
Both boys and girls were present.
They all asked in a tone of surprise:
"Weiyi, are you really going to apply to Nancheng University?"
"Nancheng University is hard to get into. It has scores only a bit lower than Qing University and Beijing University."
"Right, I think only two people from our school got in last year."
"And they didn't even get into the good programs—those require even higher scores…"
"So what?" Mo Weiyi lifted her chin proudly, her beautiful little face full of defiance, "There's still a year left. It's enough time."
Su Wanwan: "..."
Is this girl serious?
As it turned out, Mo Weiyi really was serious.