Ye Ci felt a sting in her heart.
However, she puckered her lips and forced a faint smile.
"No, I didn't get first place. I got second."
The lively classroom immediately fell silent.
Shocked, Lin Zhouyang stuttered as he scratched his head awkwardly.
"Ah? Uhm…"
Ye Ci was known for her paintings ever since she was young. In the past few years, she held the title of a gifted painter and others envied her for that.
Everyone thought she would get first place without a doubt.
Lin Zhouyang looked at her and said carefully.
"Uh… Second place is great! Right? I mean, if you tell others you got second place in the Huatsing Cup, people would still be jealous of you."
It was not great at all.
The first place had a trophy, certificate, and prize money. However, the most important one would be the guaranteed admission to Xijing University.
Second place was nothing compared to that.
