A Film Queen

Chapter 9 Responding to Inquiries

Milly appeared indifferent as she glanced at the monitor nearby. “I hope you remember what you just said, don’t go back on your word.” Anna rolled her eyes. Despite her reluctance, she had to follow the principal’s orders and lead Milly into her own class. As they entered the classroom, whispers filled the once quiet room. “Who is this girl? A new student?”

“No way, the college entrance exam is only two months away, joining now is pointless. But with those thick bangs and big glasses, you can’t even see her face clearly.”

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noticed a familiar figure. The boy bore a striking resemblance to her, with delicate features like a male model, and always ranked first in grades.

We have a few days before the final exam. Last time, Class B was only five points behind. This time, no slacking off. If anyone drags our class down, they’ll be out of Class A!” It felt like she was singling out Milly. “Alright, everyone, please take out the practice papers. Today, we will discuss the final key question.” Milly remained composed, treating her words as if they were just a passing breeze. She twirled her pen in her hand and tilted her head to watch Anna write the question on the blackboard. However, she had overestimated herself. After listening for less than ten minutes, she furrowed her brow and found it difficult to continue paying attention. Why is she elaborating so much on such a simple question? The answer is obvious. Furthermore, the method she is explaining is unnecessarily

another subject from the book hole to self-study, so she wouldn’t fall asleep. She didn’t have to worry about math, Spanish, and comprehensive science, because when she was studying for a Ph.D., she focused on mathematics, physics, and economics, all in Spanish. It was the local language that she was lacking. She needed to work on classical language and ancient poetry, but fortunately,

few days, she shouldn’t lag behind too much, and getting a score of 700 should be no problem. On the side, Anthony watched as Milly finished one book and then picked up another, like a curious baby. The books were still brand new, with not a single word written. He rolled his eyes. He really didn’t know how his brother had managed to persuade the principal to make an exception and accept a poor student, even placing her in the A class. She really

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