บท 96: No. 096 - Regretting Too Late, Sister Lan's Express Delivery! [2nd Update]

The vice principal had only just heard about this matter and was taken aback.

The highest literature score in First High was 698, which was already a very high score, yet a student from No.7 Middle School managed to achieve a terrifying score of 743.

Without any surprises, next year's literature top scholar would definitely be from No.7 Middle School.

"No.7, Middle School?"

As soon as these words were spoken, both the principal of First High and Sheng Yunyi's expressions stiffened.

No.7 Middle School was well-known in Jiangcheng, not for good reasons but for its bad reputation—it was far in the suburbs, and its enrollment rate was dropping year after year.

"When did No.7 Middle School get such a genius student in this batch of soon-to-be seniors?" The principal of First High frowned, "Why wasn't there any news in the past couple of years?"