"Wang Dong, speaking of which, you're the person in our class I find hardest to figure out.
You might call yourself aloof, but whether it's our classmates or the teachers, they all say you're easy to get along with.
You might call yourself sociable, but after twelve years of basic education, it seems your only deep friendship is with Chen Linfeng. With everyone else, you just get along well enough. You don't have many close friends.
That includes Ding Ling, Zi Qing, and me.
Right?"
Zheng Yan chuckled.
Wang Dong gave a noncommittal laugh and didn't argue.
It was simply the truth.
A transmigrator's friendship wasn't cheap.
When it came to that bunch of kids from basic education, unless someone was truly exceptional, how could they catch his eye?
Besides, Wang Dong still had the most basic camaraderie with his classmates. He just hadn't sought to become close to them.
His worldview had always been sound. He wasn't antisocial or opposed to society.
"Your grades weren't first very often. You mostly hovered around the top ten. But what's interesting is that your scores were about the same on every assessment.
No matter how difficult it was!"
A glint of amusement shone in Zheng Yan's eyes.
"And the few times you came in first were precisely the assessments with the highest difficulty! Wang Dong, do you think everyone else is an idiot?"
"Hahaha, I'm just a pretty low-key person. One ought to be modest."
Wang Dong awkwardly scratched his head.
He'd been immature when he was young.
Often, what people called keeping a low profile could easily turn into "pretending to be humble" if you didn't handle it right.
Mainly because it was his first time transmigrating. He had no experience and hadn't found the right balance.
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