She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment

Chapter 215: Exam Results~

Pete, “?”

He looked at the question on the worksheet—it was a very simple Mathematical Olympiad problem.

Fatty couldn’t even solve a problem like this? Either he was too stupid, or he must be setting a trap for him again.

Pete fell silent. He decided to counter every possible scenario firmly.

Seeing that he was keeping quiet, Fatty became more convinced of what the other child had said just now.

Pete had become obsessed with games and was neglecting his studies, causing his learning progress to fall behind!

A child’s learning process was, from the start, one where they tended to immediately forget what they had just learned. It was just like how Fatty himself had behaved in his early childhood, memorizing a poem and then forgetting how it went the very next moment.

To think the Hunts’ little genius had also become like that! This was fantastic!

Fatty grinned. “Do you really not know how to solve it, Pete? We’re still young, so we mustn’t be addicted to games, okay? If your studies continue to fall behind so badly, I’ll have to tell Great-Grandma about it!”

Pete, “…”

The few children around them from the Hunts all looked over.

Pete was a loner in the class from the start, but because his IQ was very high and children all looked up to the strong, the distant and brooding image he unintentionally created had inspired awe in them.

Had that genius high up in the air actually fallen into the realm of mortals now, though?

Didn’t things like becoming addicted to games and having their studies fall behind as a result, happen only to people like them? Since when was Peter Hunt that lacking in self-control?!

Seeing how the looks in everyone’s eyes had changed, Fatty was filled with self-satisfaction at once.

He raised his chin and said, “As the saying goes, God helps those who help themselves. Even though we children of the Hunts have super-high IQs, we mustn’t think little of putting in hard work and effort, either. Don’t you agree, Pete?”

Pete glanced at him again and sat in his seat.

His seat was in the first row. Additionally, it was a single-seat by itself, which highlighted his position and status.

his

become a lot glibber recently? Why was he being so quiet today? He must

he was thinking about it, the tutor came in with the test papers in his hand. He said, “Alright, since everyone is here,

test today! The test results will be ranked, and the ranking will

must be so listless

have to do well in the test later, Pete. After all, you’ve always been the top student in our

brows knitted together, but he continued to

the papers were

tutor also looked at

he also received very special treatment in the class. Oftentimes, after

in the Hunts’ tuition classes, resulting in

was born with a very high IQ and picked up things very quickly. However, there was also a time after he was taken away for private

exams, he still

this recent period of time… Pete had been taking naps in class and then becoming full of energy and playing games once class ended. In the past, he could last a full day of classes, but now, he only attended three hours of classes a day before Mr. Hunt would pick him up and take him away to have

about this and had talked to Mr. Hunt about it several times

Mr. Hunt had actually said, “The child is still young after all, so just let him play if that’s what he wants. Don’t be

response totally

he the same Mr. Hunt who was so strict on the little mister that he measured and weighed everything the

difficulty for the test this time. After all, Pete’s studies had indeed fallen behind too much recently. On top of that, his assignments were also done shoddily, with many simple

test, so that both Mr. Hunt and the boy would realize

was two hours

all the children

end of the test, the

classroom also became

boastfully, “Did you finish all the questions on

said nothing, like what he

the test. A one-time failure doesn’t mean that you’ll never get back up ever again. As long as you give

Pete, “…”

quiet for a long time, at last, he couldn’t help but ask, “The

Fatty, “???”

to think you’re still being so stubborn when