The dorm mates took Yue Qingqing's report card and passed it around one by one.
Pan Muling: "This is impossible. Qingqing's score in this class definitely couldn't be this low; we've compared answers after class."
Mi Shu: "Something's not right; it's impossible for all these classes to suddenly drop like this, severely pulling down the overall GPA."
Lu Zhu glanced at it last, getting straight to the point.
"There's something fishy."
This was not just a matter of trusting Yue Qingqing's grades; it was also an intuitive feeling from looking at the score sheet.
Even if scores in each class declined, they couldn't possibly decline this evenly.
Thinking about Yue Qingqing's tireless efforts during this period, everyone was silent for a moment.
The efforts put in not only didn't yield results but actually regressed compared to last semester. Is this normal?
By comparison, Yue Qingqing showed no particular expression and just said plainly,
"I'm going to check the exam scores."
