she is sweeter than sugar

Shouldn't Yan Moyu and the others have been abolished three years ago?

Why is it suddenly better now?

This question kept lingering in Wen Runian's mind, but no matter what, he couldn't find the answer.

Yan Moyu's friendship was too abrupt, without any sign of it.

and……

The imperial capital has long since given up on their group. According to their situation in the past few years, there is no way to find a doctor to treat them.

Or... a doctor who can cure this strange disease has never appeared so far.

But now, Yan Moyu and the others are completely recovered, in this unbelievably small place of Songdu.

Until the end, Wen Runian didn't think about it.

At this time, the people in class 12 had happily counted their number in the top 100.

There were others who were more active than them, and before they finished counting, someone exclaimed.

"Fuck! Is it really full?! Are all the people in class 12 perverts?"

Hearing this, everyone's heart skipped a beat.

The meaning of this sentence is clearly... There are really 12 people in class 18, and they all squeezed into the top 100...

You must know that the top 100 in No. 1 Middle School are basically dominated by people from classes 4 to [-] and top students from other classes who are unwilling to change classes and teachers.

But now, Class 12, which had always existed as the tail of the crane, forcibly occupied 18 positions?

At this moment, the boy who had just finished counting started talking to himself again.

"No, no."

Hearing this, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Let’s just say, if the top 100 is really so easy to get into...then those people who haven’t been able to get into the top 100 after three years of study, aren’t they fools?

"No, no, 18..." The boy's eyes were fixed on the ranking list, and he muttered something.

Now many people are gathered around the leaderboard, even if they want to count how many people in class 12 entered the top 100, they still don't remember the names of all the people in class 12.

The boy who just counted is Bai Xiaosheng in the school, and he has memorized the names of everyone in Class 12.

Just when everyone pricked up their ears, wanting to hear Bai Xiaosheng announce that the number of people in class 12 entering the top 100 was less than 18, they heard him still whispering.

Subconsciously, everyone stopped talking, but listened carefully to what Bai Xiaosheng was saying.

The air became silent, and Bai Xiaosheng's voice became a little more obvious.

"19...20..."

Everyone, "???"

Hearing that Bai Xiaosheng didn't start counting from the beginning, but continued to count to 18, everyone's faces were momentarily stunned.

It seems that the plot is a bit wrong with what they thought?

But how could there be more than 12 people in class 18, squeezed into the top 100?

Everyone couldn't help wondering if Bai Xiaosheng had really misremembered his name, so that Class 12 counted several people in.

Then someone involuntarily dug out the roster of class 12, and began to count the number of people who entered the top 12 in class 100...

However, Bai Xiaosheng was not affected by the people behind him at all, he was still counting intently.

The number of people who entered the top 12 in Class 100 was indeed not 18.

But more.

Just now when he counted to the 18th person, the ranking was still around 70th.

At that time, Bai Xiaosheng was full of thoughts that the number of people in class 12 who entered the top 100 was really 18.

It wasn't until he recovered from the shock that he vaguely remembered that when he was the 18th member of Class 12 just now, his overall ranking was still around 70.

In other words, within the range of 70~100 people, or there are still 12 people appearing on it!

Sure enough, he saw a few more students from Class 12 just now when he looked down.

"21..." He counted silently in his mouth.

"22..."

"23!"

Bai Xiaosheng's gaze finally settled on the ranking of the last 12 members entering the top 100.

96 people.

In the future... the 101st is also a member of Class 12.

After a cursory glance, Bai Xiaosheng discovered that even the members of class 100 who didn't make it into the top 12 ranked between 101 and 170.

As for the bottom ranking, Bai Xiaosheng couldn't see the names of the people from Class 12 at all.

In class 12, there are 100 people in the top 23!

What kind of powerful learning ability is this?

When he finally announced the result, everyone obviously didn't believe it, and even thought that Bai Xiaosheng might have been bought by the rich young master and rich daughter of Class 12.

However, at this moment, someone checked the list and found out the 100 classes who entered the top 12.

The shock in their eyes has not completely receded.

With a bit of stammering, people spoke one after another.

"It's really 23... Could it be that I counted them wrong?"

"It's the same here, I counted 23..."

Everyone subconsciously wanted to find the figure of the 12th class in the crowd. However, at this time they realized that at some point, the 12th class had quietly left...

Once again the air became deathly still.

When they were shocked and overwhelmed by this incident, the people in class 12, who were the parties in the center of the incident, had already left indifferently.

It didn't take long before someone spoke in a complicated way.

"What's the matter? Originally, I could still maintain more than 200 people, but now they squeezed in with 300 or [-] people, and I fell directly outside the [-]..."

It's not that she's complaining, it's just that... she hasn't calmed down to accept this fact.

Someone couldn't help but said weakly, "Could it be...their class cheated as a group?"

Hearing this, everyone cast an idiot-like look at the person who spoke just now.

"Are you stupid, did you forget that this monthly exam is still a midterm exam? Several schools in Songdu jointly issued the papers. On the day of the exam, the subjects and sections responsible for which school were collected and sealed. Where did they cheat?"

"I agree with that. Don't you understand what happened last time? Although the people in Class 12 may seem out of tune, it is basically impossible for them to choose to cheat to solve the problem."

"So how did their class improve their grades? I really want to learn from it."

"I want to know too, this is too inspiring..."

"Bring me one, I suddenly feel that my grades can still be saved!"

Everyone chattered and discussed, only Wen Runian gave them a complicated look, and then left quietly.

He didn't know or understand the rest of Class 12.

But... Yan Moyu's good grades cannot be caught up by studying hard.

They... just got better from their "sickness"...