"Who wants to go first?" Meng Qinghao asked the two people on stage with a mild smile.
"I'll go first," Zhang Xiaoman said proudly, "Teacher, I should represent the good students in the class. My previous school's teacher was really great at speaking."
After saying this, she cast a disdainful glance at Gu Lingling.
A rural girl. Don't even mention speaking skills, she might not even be familiar with foreign languages!
Gu Lingling couldn't be bothered to respond to Zhang Xiaoman. She just wondered how this person got admitted?
Or maybe her grades were entirely fake?
After all, in her past life, she had heard of many cases where good scores were replaced by others.
But then again, it didn't seem right.
If someone was replacing another's score, wouldn't they keep it low-key? Like Zhang Xiaoman, bragging about her second place wherever she went, as if afraid others wouldn't know she did well.
