Not only the haters were confused.

To be honest, Ning Qiluo was also very confused.

While eating hot pot, she stared blankly at her phone screen, the tripe in her chopsticks having been cooked for more than ten seconds without her picking it up.

"Luo Luo, your tripe is ready to eat. If you keep cooking it any longer, it will become tough."

Fuzai picked up the tripe for Ning Qiluo, then put it in his own dried chili dish, dipped it, and put it in his mouth: "Tsk, it's a bit old. Luoluo, stop looking at your phone and focus on eating hot pot, or Sister Yang will eat it all."

Sitting across from me, Yang Dongmei unscrewed the cap of her soda, took a sip, and said, "We ordered two plates of tripe, and I only ate two bites. Luo Luo was looking at her phone the whole time. Did the dog eat the rest?"

Fu Zai: "..."

Fu-zai, who has a very thick skin, doesn't feel embarrassed at all.

Even though her lips were red from the spiciness and she was sweating profusely, she didn't stop eating: "Luo Luo and I were sitting on the same side, and I was the one who kept putting food on Luo Luo's plate. I ate everything else myself."

"You? How could I not know?" Yang Dongmei took another sip of soda.

At this moment, Ning Qiluo slowly raised her head, looked in Yang Dongmei's direction, and said to Yang Dongmei in a tone that even she herself did not believe, "Sister Yang, if I said that I was a top female student in high school, would you believe me?"

"letter!"

The first to answer was Fu Zai.

When Fuzai said he believed her, he put down his chopsticks, placed his hand on Ning Qiluo's shoulder, and sincerely said to her, "I believe you!"

Ning Qiluo showed an expression of deep emotion.

As a result, Fuzai said, "No matter what Luoluo brags about, I believe it."

Ning Qiluo: "..."

Feelings of being moved often happen in a fleeting moment.

Yang Dongmei picked up a piece of shrimp paste for Ning Qiluo and put it in her dry dish: "Okay, Luoluo, when you come out to eat hot pot, just enjoy it and don't think about those things."

Sister Yang and Fu Zai didn't believe it at all!

Ning Qiluo simply showed her phone screen to Yang Dongmei: "Bai Yinghou... My aunt posted my first-year high school final exam report card on her Weibo, and I ranked second in the grade! Then my math teacher also chimed in, Sister Yang, look!"

Yang Dongmei thought Ning Qilu was just teasing her.

But then she suddenly remembered what Teacher Xu had said to her that afternoon...

Yang Dongmei took Ning Qiluo's phone.

After watching it.

Yang Dongmei: "……………"

Seeing Yang Dongmei's expression gradually become serious, Fuzi couldn't help but take out his phone to look at it as well.

After watching it.

Fu Zai: "……………"

His expression gradually turned horrified.

Ning Qiluo placed her hands flat in front of her, leaned forward slightly, and asked, "Sister Yang, I was a top student when I was in high school."

Yang Dongmei hesitated for a moment, but said calmly and with restraint, "You're definitely a top student. Not only that, you really did graduate from Royal Holloway, University of London!"

Fu-zai: "Luo-luo, I'm sorry, I admit to you that I always thought you were a bit simple-minded and not very smart, and that you were probably a terrible student like me. But I never expected that you were actually a hidden genius."

Ning Qiluo looked puzzled: "Did I really graduate from Holloway College?"

Yang Dongmei handed the phone back to Ning Qiluo, who was still puzzled: "Didn't you see this? Royal Holloway, University of London, released an official statement; it's a photo of you at your graduation ceremony."

Ning Qiluo took the phone back again.

I noticed the words "Royal Holloway, College of Music" in the trending search terms.

Then, she clicked on the photo of the degree conferment—