Top Ten Girl, She Doesn't Deserve It

Lan Yingjun went on and on, describing that girl in the top ten.

His eyes were filled with tenderness.

Qin Xin didn't pay much attention to him anymore, half-heartedly humoring him while scrolling through her phone screen.

She had only been gone for a few days, yet there were already too many messages; she could only scan through them ten lines at a time.

Most of them were requests for her to perform surgeries, offering extremely high prices.

There were also some requests for help forwarded to her by the President.

Among them was one signed by "Gou Dachun."

Qin Xin raised an eyebrow and clicked on it.

She saw Gou Dachun's impassioned, tear-jerking plea: "...I implore Queen Bodhisattva to take pity on my poverty, my severe illness, my physical disability, and my limited time left, and offer some guidance on my academic thesis to fulfill one of my dying wishes..."

Queen Bodhisattva?

Pfft.

Qin Xin's lips twitched.

With a hint of disbelief, she glanced at the contact information Gou Dachun had left: Imperial University Medical School, Department of Anatomy.

Hmm, it was indeed that Gou Dachun.

He had been quite energetic while scolding her in the classroom that day; he didn't look like someone who was "poor, severely ill," or "physically disabled," did he?

"This person is quite pitiful, would you like to help him revise his thesis?" the President asked.

Qin Xin sent a doge emoji: Are you stupid?

Then, after a moment of thought, she added, "I have an urgent need for some things; buy them and ship them over. The address is..."

Using such a simple, direct, and commanding tone to speak to the President of the Red Society—there was likely no second person in the world who would dare to do so.

Yet, the person on the other end accepted it gladly, nodding frantically: "Yes, yes, your little cutie will definitely get it done perfectly, heart you!" Then, they took the opportunity to weakly remind her, "Um, little Queen baby, don't forget the surgery you just agreed to do. I will definitely pick the most handsome client for you, I'll arrange it this month!"

Qin Xin: "..."

Qin Xin finished handling the matters on her phone.

Only then did she notice that Lan Yingjun was still sitting across from her, not having left.

She raised an eyebrow in silence, wearing an impatient expression that clearly said, "Why haven't you rolled away yet?"

Lan Yingjun's face twitched.

"So... you didn't listen to a word of my study advice or review plan?" He took a deep breath, looking as if he were disappointed by her lack of progress. "Forget it. High-level study techniques are useless to you anyway. After all, your goal is just to pass. Your foundation is too poor; just review the simplest parts..."

He pushed his review notes toward Qin Xin: "This girl is truly excellent. Take a look at her notes and learn from her."

On the cover of the notes, three small, neat, and reserved characters were written: Qin Wenrou.

Qin Xin glanced at them coldly.

She stood up abruptly.

The chair let out a "clatter" as she knocked it askew.

Lan Yingjun felt his heart skip a beat for no reason.

Why did it suddenly feel like this ugly girl from the countryside had become arrogant and icy again?

He was frowning, wondering what he had done wrong...

Suddenly!

He saw Qin Xin sweep her hand!

Those notebooks of Qin Wenrou were swept directly into the trash can beside the table!

The trash can in the cafeteria was filled with leftover lunch scraps and grease.

The three characters "Qin Wenrou" were instantly soaked in the oil and grime, becoming blurred and illegible.

Lan Yingjun's body stiffened, his fingertips trembling with rage: "How could you do this? These were the best reference notes I could find for you..."

Qin Xin turned away coldly: "She isn't worthy."

Qin Wenrou's level was barely enough to pass the undergraduate entrance exam. Back then, it was Qin Xin who, after finishing her company work and academic research during the day, would stay up late at night without rest to personally help this academically challenged sister review and explain problems. In the end, she had even provided a large sponsorship just to barely get Qin Wenrou into university and help her study at the medical school.

Medicine was a deep and tedious discipline; could Qin Wenrou really reach the top ten with her level?

If she hadn't taken the notes Qin Xin had written during her own freshman year and copied them by rote, her grades would likely be even worse than Lan Qingxin's!