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n77 Good Classmate

n“I heard that a special professor is coming to lecture at the Finance Department this afternoon.”

n“Really? But it’s the end of term. What can he talk about now?”

n“I don’t know, but I heard that they invited a senior who has already graduated from Jiao Tong University. He was the school hunk back then.”

n“It means he’s good-looking. Why, whatever the lecture is about, as long as he’s good-looking, I can listen to it.”

n“So can I.”

n“You girls are so shallow. What’s the point of being good-looking? You can only look twice. Don’t you want to make money?”

n“You’re going to take a picture of the special professor and sell it for money?”

n“What kind of brain do you have? I mean, since he’s a financial genius, he must be proficient in venture capital, stocks, and so on. Don’t you want to ask which stock will hit its limit tomorrow?”

n“That makes sense.”

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nLe Yao and Qiao Qiao thought nothing of it. Anyway, the school often invited experts to come over and give special lectures to everyone. It was normal.

nLe Yao had been studying very hard recently, and she was quite proud of herself. Actually, her self-study ability was quite good. If she didn’t know how to do it, she could get help from all kinds of apps. It was very helpful.

n“The school sent a notice.” Qiao Qiao was lying on her side, reading a melodramatic novel on her phone, when she suddenly poked her.

nLe Yao picked up the phone and looked at it. Sure enough, the school’s public account had pushed the news of the make-up test. It was uniformly arranged to be after the final exam, probably during the few days before summer vacation. The specific time would be notified by the various tutors separately.

nShe only had half a month left.

nLe Yao suddenly felt like she had nothing to live for. Statistics. She had never come into contact with it before, and there was nothing in Han Binglan’s head. Even if she tried her best to read these days, this was not something that could be scored by rote memorization like geography and history. She had to understand and analyze statistics. Would she fail again? Did she still want her face?

n“Why don’t you sign up for a cram school?” Qiao Qiao suggested.

n“Isn’t Hong Xia a good student?” Le Yao stroked her chin.

n“The top scorer of the provincial college entrance examination. He has always been in the top three of the cohort.”

n“That’s great.” Le Yao took the initiative to look for Hong Xia. This classmate had taken the initiative to help her take the test last time.

nHer good classmate, Hong Xia, did not decline at all. During recess, she went to the dormitory and brought a notebook over. “These are some of the exam questions from the past three years. There are also some formulas that are commonly used. I sorted them out. Memorize the formulas and do the calculation questions first. If you don’t know how to do them, you can ask me. Actually, the questions in the past exams are all similar. It won’t be too difficult to know the rest. If you can do these, you should be able to pass.”

n“Tsk tsk.” Le Yao flipped through it. The handwriting was neat and beautiful. The best thing was that the key points were very clear. She couldn’t help but hug her. “You’re really timely. I think I’m going to fall in love with you…”

nHong Xia immediately blushed. “I’m getting goosebumps.”

n“Baby, give you a chance to say that again,” came Qiao Qiao’s quiet voice.

n“Qiao Qiao, you always come in last in every exam, so I really can’t love you in this regard.” Le Yao hurriedly let go of Hong Xia and went to hug Qiao Qiao. “But other than exams, you’re always the one I love the most.”

nHong Xia rubbed her arms at the side. These two people were simply… indecent!

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