Late at night, on the way home.
Qianqian was kicking small stones and suddenly spoke after a moment of silence.
"Don't you think that people who score below 600 basically rely on rote memorization when doing problems, without deeper thinking?"
Jiang Nian couldn't hold it in for a moment; this remark was too pointed.
Just because your score is lower, does it mean you rely on rote memorization?
An English major scoring close to 600, who isn't seen as a treasure by any teacher, is surely a core top student.
To retreat is to say they're a prospect for a good university; to advance is unpredictable.
Could they surpass Xu Qianqian?
Well... anyway, first believe, then doubt. What if one day Xu Qianqian has a fever during the exam, and they surpass her by chance?
"Why aren't you talking?" Xu Qianqian glanced at him, a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, "Are you naturally aloof?"
Jiang Nian shrugged noncommittally.
"Yeah, you're smarter."
