Chen Xiangxiang squeezed her palm and forced a smile. “Sister Yan Yan, I don’t know what you’re talking about... I’m sorry.”
Her posture was very sincere, but no one paid attention to it anymore.
Because Zhao Qingxuan seemed to have unintentionally answered a student’s question just now.
“The total score is 731 points, third place. It’s indeed worth him dancing. After all, this is a score that he can’t get no matter what.”
Everyone looked at Zhao Qingxuan in surprise. He had always kept a low profile and kept a distance from others. He did not have a strong presence in the second year of high school and was completely overshadowed by Chen Xiangxiang.
They did not expect him to be so good at talking... Especially the way he smiled and said something that could choke people to death. They felt inexplicably cool!
Mu Yuyang was almost fuming. “What’s there to be proud of? Didn’t you just get first place in the grade once...”
