No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 1897 Hayes Edwards Extra (54)

"Then we can be classmates again in junior high!" After saying that, he asked, "Brother Edwards, do you know where Grace will study in the future?"

Hayes Edwards paused his hand on the Rubik’s cube for a second, then pretended to be unconcerned and continued playing, "How would I know? She’s only in fourth grade right now."

The fourth-grade classroom was just downstairs.

The chubby kid thought for a moment and muttered to himself, "Grace has such good grades, she might go to a better school."

Hayes Edwards solved the Rubik’s cube, then tossed it irritably into the desk and got up to leave.

Grace Winter was just coming out of the teacher’s office, her arms filled with a stack of test papers.

Since third grade, she’s always been at the top, well-behaved, and seen as a model student by all the teachers. She’s also the class’s student council member.

Seeing Hayes Edwards on the third floor, Grace Winter was a bit surprised. She jogged over, "Hayes Edwards, are you here looking for me?"

The sixth-grade classroom was on the fifth floor of the teaching building.

Hayes Edwards glanced at her, "Stop flattering yourself."

Grace Winter nodded obediently, "Okay, then why are you here?"

Hayes Edwards couldn’t come up with a reason, casually saying, "Can’t I come here to use the bathroom?"

As soon as he said that, not only Grace Winter looked at him strangely, but other passing students also glanced over.

Because the design of their teaching building was quite special, the single floors were classrooms and offices, while the double floors were bathrooms, so the third floor had no bathroom, just classrooms and offices.

The atmosphere froze for two seconds.

Hayes Edwards turned around indifferently, "I’m heading back."

"Hey?" Grace Winter was just about to call out to him when he had already quickly climbed the stairs, disappearing around the corner.

Grace Winter was puzzled, unable to figure out what Hayes Edwards was there for.

Unable to figure it out, she decided not to bother, and with the test papers, she returned to her class.

The results of the midterm exams had just come in, and Grace Winter was holding the midterm test papers, which the teacher had instructed to distribute after the next class break.

As soon as she entered the classroom, some people gathered around her, asking if they could take a look at their papers.

Grace Winter shook her head, "The teacher said we have to wait until the next break to distribute them."

A boy reached out to grab one, "What’s the big deal? If you give it to me now, there’ll just be one less to distribute later."

Grace Winter still said no.

The boy became a bit impatient and directly said, "What, I can’t even take my own paper? Just because you’re the student council member, you think you’re so great."

Grace Winter pursed her lips, said nothing, and turned back to her seat.

The boy continued to nag, deliberately pulling others around him into the conversation.

"Some people think they’re really amazing just because they’re a class officer. What’s so great about being number one a few times, all they do is appease the teachers."

Seeing that Grace Winter didn’t react, the boy became even more smug.

After four years together, everyone in the class knew Grace Winter had a soft personality, easy to bully, and never got angry, naturally becoming a soft target in some people’s eyes.

Grace Winter could tolerate it, but Helena couldn’t.

Upon hearing this, she stood up immediately, slammed the desk, "Stop your nonsense. If you think being number one is no big deal, then let’s see you do it!"

The boy still wanted to say something, but others couldn’t stand it anymore, "What’s the point of arguing? The papers will be handed out sooner or later, looking at them now won’t get you full marks."

All the classmates said so.