"I... I'm not going to hang out with you guys anymore…" Xu Mengxi put down her report card, curled up and buried her head, increasingly feeling what Jiang Qinghua had experienced.
We were just playing basketball together.
How come you all scored in the six to seven hundreds…
"No more fooling around," Li Zheng raised his hand, "Can you let me see your math and physics papers?"
"They're really bad…" Xu Mengxi mumbled with her head down.
"I told you, your problems are my problems."
"Alright, alright… please stop saying that…" Xu Mengxi felt drained and reluctantly handed over her papers to Li Zheng.
Li Zheng quickly glanced through and made a judgement about Xu Mengxi's academic performance.
First was math, where she lost many points on basic questions that she clearly knew how to solve, but made various careless mistakes along the way.
Looking at the intermediate problems, her approach was somewhat chaotic, as if she was just chancing upon answers.