After Sun Yaodong left, Song Yi could not help but feel proud.
"Teacher Sun's judgment isn't bad. You can tell that my ability is outstanding with a single glance!"
He paused and deliberately sighed. "It's a pity that I didn't perform well and only won the provincial third prize. Unlike Ma Zhong and Brother Lin Fan, who won the provincial second prize and the National Award."
"I didn't win any awards," Zheng Jinbao pouted and said.
Song Yi patted Zheng Jinbao's shoulder and said with a heavy heart, "You're not bad yourself. You have two roommates who won provincial awards and one roommate who won a National Award."
Zheng Jinbao was speechless.
...
School ended earlier that day. After having lunch, Lin Fan lay down on his bed.
Ding! Ding!
The phone in his pocket vibrated slightly.
12:00 PM!
The red packets were here!
[Ding! Congratulations, you've received eight yuan.]