Qin Siyang was a little curious. "You knew I'd call you?"
Sally's laughter practically spilled out of the phone. "Ever since I learned you were going to the Thesis Hearing, I knew you'd call me. To get through the Thesis Hearing, you'd either have to kill everyone there or get my uncle's vote."
"You're not some brainless demon, so of course you'd know which choice would benefit you most!"
Qin Siyang nodded. "You're right. That's exactly it."
Sally's laughter rang like silver bells. "Am I pretty smart?"
"Yes."
"Then who's smarter, Wen Shu or me?"
"..."
Sally's question stumped Qin Siyang.
Apparently, Sally had been keeping tabs on him, too. She even knew that Wen Shu had come to Area No. 7.
Beside him, Li Tianming was delighted. Although he stared straight into the darkness ahead, his ears had already perked up, ready to enjoy the show.
"You're both very smart."
"Don't give me that noncommittal answer! Qin Siyang, that's not cool at all!"
"I was never cool to begin with."
"Qin Siyang, if you're going to be this boring, I won't help you!"
"..."
"Who's smarter, Wen Shu or me?"
Qin Siyang sighed. "She ranked eighth in the entire Safe Zone on the Gaokao. Do you know how many people in the Safe Zone took it this year?"
Sally hesitated for a moment, then stubbornly said, "...Doing well in school doesn't mean you're smart!"
"If doing well in school doesn't mean you're smart, then what does?"
Sally desperately wanted to argue, but she couldn't seem to find a counterargument.
How could someone stupid do well in school?
Sally wanted to say that good grades could come from diligence rather than intelligence.
But she immediately refuted her own argument.
Wasn't studying diligently a form of intelligence, too?
Studying diligently wasn't