In a flash, it was noon dismissal.
The school was quiet. Lin Dong and a few others had just finished their lunch outside and were heading back to the dorm together.
"Sigh, now it's just us seniors left."
"Yeah, it's so quiet." Yang Qiming turned his head, looking forlorn, "I can't help but recite a poem."
"Stop pretending to be cultured," Lin Dong teased. "Hey, can you write down the ancient poems from memory for tomorrow?"
"Hard to say."
"What's hard to say? Just admit you can't write them," Zeng You couldn't help but criticize harshly, "And here you are reciting poetry?"
"Damn, can you get a perfect score on the memorization test?"
"Nope," Zeng You put his phone in his pocket, "but I don't care. Losing two points won't affect me."
"I lack ambition, and you don't have any ambitions either?"
Yang Qiming: "....."
Fine, this guy is a real jerk. But since the college entrance exam is tomorrow, he didn't dare to risk a quarrel and had to swallow his pride.
