She discovered that the original host and her shared many similar habits. For example, they both like to put information, such as their bank card password and the pin to their home door, in their memo.

This made things a lot more convenient for her.

The original host’s family was very wealthy. Even her own small treasury was already relatively sufficient. The six-digit balance in Alipay was able to comfort her injured heart a little. Otherwise, she never would have agreed to pay Wei Ge extra.

The original host lived in an upscale community in the city center.

When Su Qiuge arrived home, the house was pitch-black and empty, no one was home. 　

She vaguely remembered that the parents of the original host had a poor relationship, so they’ve been living apart since she was young. The original host’s brother, Su Yuanzhou, was also rebellious by nature and refused to live with them.

As a result, although they euphemistically called themselves a family, everything had already fallen apart a long time ago. 　

After her parents separated, Su Qiuge followed her mother, Yang Xue. Her mother was a highly-capable woman that flew around year-round, never returning home.

As a result.... Su Qiuge turned on the lights in the living room and stood in the suddenly brightened small complex.

She was alone.

On the table, there was a note left by the aunty her family hired.

“The food is kept insulated.” It seems that the person just left.

Su Qiuge went upstairs and found her room, along with some brand new tutorial books. The original host didn’t like to study, so these were probably bought by her mother for her.

The host’s mother was very strict and valued her education. However, because she was always busy with no time to spare, she could only buy the host these study materials instead.

However, whether it was a tutorial book or a textbook, there were no markings on it whatsoever.

Although Su Qiuge studied well in the past and even passed the college entrance examination in the top one hundred of her province, she had taken a few weeks off to rest after the examination and seemed to have forgotten most of the content she previously learned. So when she saw the textbook empty of any notes, she only felt heartache.

This really was like starting over at the Novice Village.

The next day, Su Qiuge woke up extra early —— in order to finish her homework.

She changed into her school uniform, washed her face with cold water, and applied some simple skin cream before leaving the house.

Her class was Year 2, Class 1 of highschool.

Su Qiuge and her brother, Su Yuanzhou, went to a key high school in the city. As for how these two people with poor academic performances were able to get into a key high school, you only have to know about their wealthy family background to know how they got in.

Yang Xue used her personal connections to put Su Qiuge into the best class. She originally wanted to do the same for Su Yuanzhou. However, he was too stubborn and refused even in the face of death, so he ended up in the class that best matched his academic level, Class 12.

There are a total of 12 classes in the science department of the experimental school. The classes were arranged in descending order according to test scores with Class 1 being at the top and Class 12 being at the bottom.

And Su Qiuge, who was forcibly enrolled in a class that was incompatible with her academic level, had a hard time keeping up and making progress.

Not to mention that they will be re-evaluated after entering Year 2 Class 1. The evaluation process consisted of three exams and they’ve already taken the first one.

Her score was last on the ranking list sent to their class’ WeChat group.

So many people were commenting ——

“The student who depended on personal relationships to get into Class 1 will probably be kicked out soon.”historical

Su Qiuge sighed.

It really wasn’t easy.

She was basically holding a counterattack script.

As she mused over this, Su Qiuge opened the door to her class. There was still a little over an hour before the start of the morning reading, but a lot of people were already in their seats studying.

The door was pushed open quietly, so nobody noticed her entry. Instead, they were all vigorously writing in their textbooks.

Luckily, there was a weekly seating chart posted in the front of the classroom. Otherwise, Su Qiuge would not know where to sit.

Her seat happened to be in the last row.

The seat next to hers was currently empty, but she wasn’t curious about who her seatmate was.

They were nearly all strangers to her.

Su Qiuge sat down obediently and sorted out the pile of books on the desk.

There were some freshly crumpled up paper sticking out of the textbook, resembling the lettuce found in a hamburger

On Su Qiuge’s right side sat a dark-skinned boy. She decided to temporarily name him Xiaohei.