"I already checked my answers. I'm afraid I didn't do well this time."
Little White Flower stole a guilty glance at Xia Xu's face and said plaintively, "The essay was too hard..."
She had never encountered an essay topic like this one, and it was already her weak point. After finishing it, she felt she had messed it up.
"It's all right..."
Seeing Little White Flower looking so guilty and worried, the female reporter felt a surge of tenderness and hurried to comfort her.
Then she heard the rest of Little White Flower's sentence: "I probably only got a hundred and forty at most..."
The reporter: "???"
Those words nearly made her choke on her own breath.
A hundred and forty?
And that was doing badly?
Was the Chinese exam in this year's Gaokao no longer out of a hundred and fifty?
And what was with that guilty, apologetic look, as though she had done something wrong?!
Was scoring a hundred and forty something to be ashamed of or feel guilty about?
"Young lady, deliberately showing off like that isn't very nice."
The reporter finally composed herself and forced a smile, joking to smooth things over. "The viewers at home and I don't mind, but your friend here apparently didn't do very well. You might discourage him."
Xia Xu's earlier demeanor clearly hadn't been that of someone dejected over his exam results or discouraged, so she was mostly just making conversation to smooth things over. After all, Little White Flower's words had brought the conversation to a dead stop.
"You didn't do well either?"
Unexpectedly, Tang Youxin's eyes lit up at the reporter's words, and a touch of innocent, secret delight appeared on her face.
She had experienced the effects of the Superbrain Drug, so she naturally understood that, however