Lu Huaiyu's voice was deep and collected, like the sound of someone plucking on a cello, which could easily stir one's heart.
Ning Li held her bowl with both hands and looked down. The tips of her ears inexplicably tingled.
When Yu Pingchuan heard Lu Huaiyu praising Ning Li, he was so elated and proud that he did not notice the way this man addressed his star pupil.
"Lili, how was your physics competition?"
Yu Pingchuan had not seen Ning Li for a while and had originally wanted to ask her about the painting. However, since Lu Huaiyu's presence made it a little inconvenient, he found another topic.
Ning Li replied, "The results will be out tomorrow."
Yu Pingchuan nodded.
"By the way, I heard that if you do well in this exam, you'll have to go to the Capital for some intensive training?"
At that, Lu Huaiyu raised his eyebrows slightly.
