"The top of the list has changed. It's not Chu Shanhe."
"Oh?" Lin Liren paused, his hand hovering as he held his tea cup. His interest was piqued. "Which family's kid is it? To have hidden themselves so well?"
In his view, anyone capable of surpassing Chu Shanhe was likely the scion of some Noble Family, someone with a legacy and a few special tricks up their sleeve.
"Neither," Chen Mingyuan said, shaking his head. "His name is Xu Wuyi. He's from Honghe First Middle School."
"Xu Wuyi?" Lin Liren's eyebrow twitched. He immediately recalled where he'd heard that name.
It had only been a little over three months since the joint exam. He still had a vivid memory of the special admission slot incident, where his family had pressured him into changing the chosen candidate.
"It's him?"
He didn't specify who "he" was, but Chen Mingyuan just smiled and confirmed, "It's him."
The two of them seemed to be speaking in riddles, but they both understood each other perfectly.
