บท 285: Ranked Eleventh

Lu Ming bit into the apple with a vengeance.

A crisp "crunch" echoed through the room.

Old Master Lu shot a disdainful glance at him but chose not to engage in any quarrel.

Instead, he took out his phone.

The release of the college entrance exam results in H City was scheduled for noon. With only five minutes left, Old Master Lu's expression was tense, his demeanor unusually grave.

Lu Ming looked on, speechless. To him, Qin Sheng securing the top rank was an absolute certainty. What was there to be so anxious about?

If someone else were to see this scene, they might think it was Old Master Lu who had taken the exam, not Qin Sheng.

"Crunch." Lu Ming took another bite of his apple.

By the time he had finished the last morsel, the five minutes had elapsed.

It was now time for the results to be published.