833 Face-Slapped By The Grades!

Wayne's gaze fell on the test paper and he immediately said, "I have something on, so I'll have to go now."

Then, he turned and started walking to the door.

Wilson called out to him and said with a smile, "Hey Myers, what's the matter? Are you worried that your heart won't be able to handle her exam results? Don't worry, I'm really good at CPR…"

Intense sarcasm oozed from the big and tall man.

Wayne stood at the door with his back to him. Suddenly, he turned his head to the back and said, "Wilson, you are still as superficial as you were back then. A student's quality should never be judged by their exam scores—this is our school's motto, isn't it?"

Wilson's expression changed at once but he nevertheless sneered and said, "Then what are you afraid of?"