Into April, the grass grows, and orioles fly, exuding the vitality of spring.
The Young Talent Class is far superior to what Lanya High School can offer, and its intensity makes a group of top scholars from across the country suffer.
Weekly tests are given, with results announced immediately in class; teachers show no mercy in their criticism.
"Gu Bichen." Xie Feng furrows his brows and looks at the boy sitting motionless with his head down, seemingly lost in thought.
Jiang Yumo, sitting closest to Gu Bichen, gently nudges his arm.
Gu Bichen snaps back to awareness, suddenly standing up as the chair screeches loudly against the floor.
Xie Feng's brows furrow even more deeply: "What's going on with you lately? You're not focused on your studies. Look at your grades, how far they've slipped."
Xie Feng unceremoniously throws the test paper in his face.
Gu Bichen sees a glaring red number on the test paper.
79.
Many in the class witnessed it.
