Complicated emotions swept through Jiang Mingyue's heart. No wonder Principal Yu wanted to invite them to motivate the third years. From the looks of it, this year's students must be pretty average in comparison to the other batches.
She had never seen Principal Yu invite school alumni to give a speech at No.1 Middle School while she was studying here.
Tsk.
Jiang Mingyue shook her head. She raised her head and glanced at the canteen. It looked a little older than when she graduated two years ago. She commented sadly as she sighed. "From the looks of it, the school is really going downhill."
Downhill?
Yi Feiyu glanced at Jiang Mingyue. His cousin had already told him over the Chinese New Year that No.1 Middle School was no longer the fifth school in the country. Instead, it rose two ranks in a row and was now third.
Since it had risen in rank, how could it be going downhill?
