"I didn't study enough this time because I was injured. Congratulations that you got a good result, but why must you mock me?"
After saying this, she brushed Zhou Manli's hand away and left.
As she walked, she wiped her tears sadly and pitifully.
"Oh, Wanwan, wait for me! It's fine if you didn't do too well. It's no big deal." Zhou Manli glared at Song Yaoyao. "You, brat, are so evil. You simply came first once. What's so good about that? Jingwan has come first many more times than you!"
"F*ck! How could she say that about you?"
"She's getting me all fired up!"
As the third class started to block Zhou Manli, Song Yaoyao calmly stopped them. "Forget about it."
"How can we let this go?"
Tang Xinrou was not happy with this decision. In their eyes, Song Yaoyao was precious. They couldn't allow people to insult her. So how could she not get angry when Zhou Manli was slandering her in front of everyone?
