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Yao Chengchao cried harder and harder.
What garbage was this exam paper? He recognized every single word, but when strung together, he couldn't make head or tail of a single question.
Was this really what they learned at the Wang Family School? Why was it so twisted...
For a moment, he had never felt so uncultured.
"Don't cry, don't cry." Wang Lixian reached out with a slender branch and gently swayed Yao Chengchao's head to comfort him, "Ningxi, he's very bad, the test he gave you is the elite exam from our Clan School. Scoring sixty points on it would already make you a very impressive top student. Us poor students get dizzy just by looking at the questions."
As a poor student herself, Wang Lixian deeply understood the fragile psyche of fellow strugglers. As a queen among the poor students, she felt obligated to console the others.