The two lines of text on the screen were crystal clear.
But together, they created an effect that was almost absurdly surreal.
After a brief moment of stunned silence,
the hall erupted into a frenzy of discussion.
"Dongjiang First Middle School? What kind of school is that? A city public school?"
"No, did you guys miss the most insane part? Year Three, Class Seven? In a Martial Arts High School's class placement, aren't the top students always in Class One or Class Two? How the hell is a student from Class Seven topping the ranks?!"
"You mean to say that at this Dongjiang First Middle School, a student like this can only make it into Class Seven? Just how terrifying would the students in their Class One be?"
"*Gasp*... Utterly terrifying!"
Chen Meng listened to the discussions around him.
He could barely contain himself.
'We're not, we don't.'
For a moment, the hall was a cacophony of voices.
But then, someone finally realized what was truly important.
