Yao Chengchao cried harder and harder.
What kind of garbage test was this? He recognized every single character, yet once they were strung together, he realized he could not solve a single question.
Was this really what they taught at the Wang Clan School? How could it be this insane...
Never before had he felt so keenly that he truly was uneducated.
"Don't cry, don't cry." Wang Lixian extended a slender branch and gently stroked Yao Chengchao's head, consoling him. "Ningxi is absolutely awful. The questions he gave you are from the elite exams at the Clan School. Scoring sixty points is already enough to make you an incredible top student. Academic failures like us get dizzy just looking at the questions."
As a fellow academic failure, Wang Lixian deeply understood the fragile psyche of an academic failure. And as the king among academic failures, she felt obligated to comfort the others.
What did she mean, academic failures like us? When in his life had Yao Chengchao ever been an academic failure? And he was actually being comforted by a tree... Wait, what kind of tree was this?
How could it talk when it was so tiny?
Even amid his breakdown, Yao Chengchao was still rather shocked. This was a high-grade spirit tree, wasn't it?
"Brother Ningxi~ How much could you score on this elite test?" Shangguan Lingbo asked curiously.
Everyone else, including the mutated little green snake hiding in Lici's sleeve, raised their heads and stared brightly at Wang Ningxi.
This guy was so confident—could he score over eighty?
Probably not, right? Hadn't they just seen Yao Chengchao fail to solve even one question?
"About that..." Wang Ningxi shook his head. "These are merely foundational questions used by the Clan School to test the threshold for ordinary elites. Some