Murong Chang Feng gripped the fine writing paper. After he again looked towards Wei Wei, he stared blankly in a way he's never done before...
This kind of blank stare, made that girl who adored him hate it so much her tightly clenched fists turned white as her red fingernails dug into the palm of her hands. She turned and glanced at Helian Wei Wei, holding in her disdain with great effort. "Only drew up a few more designs, that's all. If I was Grandmaster Zi Zun's disciple, maybe I could've also written so many plans. Who doesn't know how to regurgitate, whether she wins or not still depends on practical assembly."
Even though what the young girl said was right, however, the students sitting at the Inferior Compound also very much wanted to tell her: Helian Wei Wei, that girl, had never memorized any books. When she attended classes, besides sleeping, she just sprawled on the desktop. The teachers had been so angry, they didn't even count on her being awake anymore!
