Chapter 55 - Yinyin, She's Your Sister?
Chapter 55: Yinyin, She’s Your Sister?
The news that this monthly examination’s top student came from Class Twenty spread throughout the entire Year Three cohort like wildfire.
Even Shen Huan became famous in her year. Gu Mang also shocked the entire Year Three cohort by coming in last place. Upon hearing this news, Principal Fu questioned his life. Had Director-General Lu confused her with someone else? Meng Jinyang was the top student of the year while Gu Mang was the last student.
How could she score a zero even in English???
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At a six-seater table in the school cafeteria.
Fatty Ling watched Meng Jinyang quietly. Dumbstruck, he said, “I never imagined that I, Ling Qian, would know an academic genius in my life. Meng Jinyang, you’re too pro. It’s one thing to get first place, but to be able to improve Shen Huan’s rank too—you’re really too pro!”
Lu Yang and Chu Yao were full of admiration for Meng Jinyang. How did such an academic genius come to Class Twenty?
Even Gu Yin and Lu Yi were left in the dust, having been outscored by more than 50 points. Meng Jinyang looked at Gu Mang through her peripheral vision. Her mind was full of thoughts of the days when Gu Mang gave her papers to do. Someone had answered and explained all of the questions she had skipped.
The answers also came with brilliant explanations. A single answer completly destroyed all the knowledge she previously learned.
She smiled and said absentmindedly, “Shen Huan’s smart. I didn’t help her much and all we did was do homework and do lots of questions.”
Shen Huan didn’t know that she could get such good results this time and felt like she was living in a dream. Gu Mang picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork rib and pushed it around her bowl distractedly.
“Sister Mang.” Lu Yang swallowed the rice in his mouth before saying indignantly, “I still think we let the old witch go too easily.”
Upon hearing this, she looked up. Her phoenix eyes looked languid and untamed as a wicked gaze passed through them. There was a light smirk playing on the corner of her lips as she said, “It’s enough that the top student is from Class Twenty.”
Every parent and teacher regarded the first monthly examination of the Year Threes with importance. Luo Songhua should think about how she was going to explain this to the Class One parents.
Lu Yang pondered the matter before straightening his body slowly and giving Gu Mang a big thumbs up with respect shining on his face. Sister Mang and him were indeed on different levels.
He thought about how Lu Yi, who used to be the top student, was now the second, or even the third. Both his mom and Lu Yi were probably seething
The top student was always so conceited, so she definitely could not take it if someone overtook her. But not only did someone overtake her, she even flung Lu Yi a few streets back! That old witch, Luo Songhua, was probably half-dead with anger too.
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After finishing her food, Gu Mang went to return her crockery and utensils.
“Sister.”
Gu Mang cast a sideways glance and saw Gu Yin standing beside her with a smile.
This was the first time she had seen Gu Yin in the week since she started school. Previously, she had only heard rumors of Gu Yin being the former school beauty.
There were a few boys around Gu Yin and they heard her call Gu Mang “Sister.” Shocked, they exclaimed, “Yinyin, she’s your sister?”
Gu Mang was more beautiful in the flesh than in pictures. All the boys in the Year Three cohort had seen her face on the school forum before. It did not cross their minds that she was Gu Yin’s sister.
Gu Yin said intimately, “Yes, we’re sisters.”
Gu Mang gave an inexplicable smile, placed her crockery and utensils down, stuffed her hands in her pockets, turned her head, and made to leave.
“Sister.” Gu Yin caught up to her and smiled. “How did you find Jinyang? She’s been missing for over ten years. The fact that she’s able to come to school normally despite going through that is simply wonderful.”
Gu Mang swept her eyes across her. A perverse iciness appeared in her gaze suddenly. It was a gaze that could make one’s hair stand on end. Gu Yin’s back stiffened slightly.