The fourth class in the morning ended.
Xia Xinyu immediately went to the school cafeteria, and together with Xia Fang, the two of them had lunch.
As usual, Xia Xinyu ate very quickly, as if she were completing a task, with great speed.
"Eat a bit slower," Xia Fang reminded her.
"I need to hurry back to the classroom, read a bit, and then take a nap," said Xia Xinyu while shoveling rice into her mouth.
"You used to love eating, but now it doesn't seem appetizing to watch you eat."
Xia Fang still felt somewhat heartbroken, seeing Xia Xinyu's overly tense state.
Every day at school, she was always in a rush, not delaying even for a moment.
Of course, Xia Fang knew the reason.
Chen Yuan's grades were too impressive now. In the last joint examination among thirteen schools, he directly scored a miraculously high grade, suddenly giving No.11 High School, an average school, the feel of a prestigious one.