Without saying another word, she turned around and left.
Hao Yun rubbed his nose and muttered, "Did I say something wrong?"
When Qin Xiangge walked into the classroom, the first thing she saw was Gao Yuyue's gloating face.
A wave of unease immediately surged within her heart.
Gao Yuyue had already gotten the midterm exam results from the class monitor, and the rankings were out.
She flicked the report card in her hands and let out a "tsk."
"Qin, I'm just saying— even if you're going to pursue an arts path in the future, you can't let your grades slip. At this rate, I'm afraid you'll fall out of Class A and end up in Class B with Xing Ye. Oh, wait, I forgot you two are good friends. That'd work perfectly—you two besties can stick together like glue."
Qin Xiangge quickly realized why Gao Yuyue was saying all this.
