At this time, everyone turned around and looked at Ningxia with shining eyes. Before, everyone guessed that Ningxia would fail the exam. With such a memory, it would not be Ningxia's turn even if the whole class failed.

At this time, Lu Jianghong walked down from the podium and slowly approached Ningxia.

He asked again tentatively, "The sound of Zhengshi."

"Zhengshi music is also called 'Zhengshi literature', 'Zhengshi style', and 'Zhengshi poetry'. It mainly refers to the poetry created in the late Cao Wei period of more than 20 years."

Ningxia's stammering answer seemed to confirm Lu Jianghong's previous guess.

"May I have your name?"

Ningxia looked at the elegant professor in his forties who walked towards him.

Ningxia would not believe that Professor Lu didn't remember his name at this time.

I also realized that I had thought it was too simple before.

"Ningxia."

"Have you finished all the courses for this semester...?"

Ningxia nodded obediently.

Lu Jianghong nodded again and again without saying anything.

A smile finally appeared on his stern face. "Then why are you still attending my class?"

Ningxia told the truth: "For academic credits."

Hearing Ningxia's honest answer, the whole class laughed.

"Xia Xia, where's your emotional intelligence? Talking like that really hurts Professor Lu's feelings." Xi Xi immediately took the lead in making a fuss.

"Although... Xia Xia, you are telling the truth, but there is no need to be so direct."

Ningxia felt that what he said seemed to be a bit lacking in emotional intelligence.

Just wanted to make up for it.

"As long as you can guarantee a score of 90 on the final exam, you don't have to attend class."

That's easy.

Ningxia immediately responded with a firm tone, "No problem."

Seeing that Ningxia could get credits without attending classes, the envious classmates burst into tears.

"Professor, can we promise not to fail the course and apply for exemption from the class?"

"Any of you who can get a 90% on the final exam can skip class and save me from wasting so much saliva."

These words silenced the crowd instantly.

What does 90 points mean? They are lucky if they can guarantee to pass with 60 points, let alone 90 points.

Given a choice between 90 points and attending class, they would rather come to class on time.

Ningxia didn't expect such a surprise today.

If Ningxia didn't have to take this professional course, she would have a lot more time to do other things.

Seeing Professor Lu walking into the classroom with a thermos cup, Xi Xi immediately rushed towards Ningxia.

"My Xia Xia is amazing, do you have a photographic memory?"

“Not really.”

“But it’s almost the same.”

It was already noon when this class ended, and there were no classes this afternoon.

The two of them walked out together, "Xia Xia, are you going home for the National Day holiday?"

Ningxia is not sure now. If nothing happens, Ningxia still wants to go home.