Fake Daughter Is Rich Again? novel Chapter 1954

Retracting her gaze and leaning her head back slightly, Qiao Nian said casually, "Let's wait and see. There might be other developments."

"Okay." Xue Zhu nodded and turned to look at the stage.

On the stage.

Ji Ziyin demonstrated the results of her group to the mentors and won a round of applause. Many people were also discussing the aces that Team 1 had taken out for the December assessment below the lecture theater. Everyone was waiting for the final score.

The group assessment was scored according to six different grades: A, B, C, D, E, and F.

Of course, for convenience's sake.

There were also plus and minus sub-scores for each grade.

For example, the A-ranks were divided into A+, A, and A-. This would distinguish the best group when they encountered two groups that received A grades and could not tell who was better.

Ji Ziyin was already making her final summary.

An entire row of instructors sitting below was whispering to each other and interacting. It was obvious that they were very satisfied with the results of Team 1. They kept nodding in their conversation.

"How many points do you think Team 1 will get?" Shen Qingfeng was a little nervous. He suddenly turned

around and asked the three of them.

Xue Zhu did not care. "Likely A."

Xu Yi was going to represent their group on stage to compete with the other groups later. A rare nervous expression appeared on his ice-cold face, but he could still maintain his composure. There was not much expression on his handsome face as he gave a more precise result. "A-."

"The overall score of the first group is A-."

There was another round of discussion in the lecture theater. The group behind had already begun to wail.

After all, it was very difficult to get an A in the group assessment. Usually, it was C or D. Some groups got even worse results. For example, Team 10 was known as the death group because they got Fs every time.

A was an unimaginable achievement.

Ji Ziyin felt a little disappointed, but it was well hidden by her. She walked off the stage surrounded by the members of Team 1 and glanced at the isolated corner of the lecture theater from afar.

Qiao Nian was sitting on the chair at the back. She seemed to be playing with her phone with her head lowered. Her entire face was hidden under her baseball cap, and it was unknown if she had heard her team's results.

She retracted her gaze expressionlessly and focused on Team 2.