The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day-Chapter 379: Zero Points

Mio Osborne’s face darkened slightly, then he chuckled softly and asked, "I tried to save face for you, and you’re still not satisfied, are you? No names written, two randomly guessed answers, do you really think your scores need to be announced?"

Summer Monroe immediately understood—Mio Osborne hadn’t even graded her paper.

Earlier she thought she understood Mio Osborne a bit, but now she realized they were not on the same wavelength at all. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

And Finn Ford, next to her, felt a bit embarrassed. He indeed... thought it was unnecessary. Just sit wherever there’s an open spot, right?

It’s all Ronan’s fault! Why did he stand up to help her?

Summer Monroe spoke up, "I don’t care what they think, but I want to know my own score."

Mio Osborne looked at Summer Monroe incredulously upon hearing her words.

He didn’t understand why anyone would insist on having their score, especially with random answers. It seemed like she was looking for trouble on purpose.

Clearly, Summer Monroe must have guessed he didn’t mark her paper.

Mio Osborne simply admitted, "Alright, since you want your score, I’ll give you your score. I haven’t graded the three of your papers yet, so I’ll grade them now. Once everyone has chosen their seats, I’ll announce your scores in front of the whole class."

Summer Monroe agreed expressionlessly, "Fine."

Mio Osborne looked at Summer Monroe, even more baffled.

He couldn’t understand why anyone would seek trouble and invite difficulties.

Once the scores are announced, those who don’t know she got in through the back door will find out, and what good would that do her?

But since she asked for it, he didn’t mind wasting two minutes.

Mio Osborne walked to the door and said, "Everyone, choose your seat according to the queue order. Willow Grant, you’re first, so you choose first."

"Okay, Professor."

As Willow Grant entered, her eyes immediately fell on Summer Monroe.

No need to guess, she must have done worse than Rachel Ross, so Professor Osborne didn’t even let her leave to line up. Anyway, the bottom three wouldn’t have any choice but to sit where there’s an empty spot.

Willow Grant shifted her gaze and finally chose a seat in the middle of the second row.

This spot was neither too close nor too far from the podium and blackboard. Compared to the first row, her neck wouldn’t feel strained looking at the blackboard—a perfect spot.

"I’ll sit here, Professor."

Mio Osborne nodded, "Once you’ve chosen your seat, collect your belongings and return here. Until the next monthly test and seat reshuffle, this will be your spot."

"Okay, Professor." Willow Grant nodded, ever so obedient.

Mio Osborne was inexplicably pleased with Willow Grant. A good student should be like her.

Soon, the second student came in to choose a seat, opting to sit next to Willow Grant, and they started talking about the earlier advanced topic.

"Willow, did you do the advanced math and English problems?"

Willow Grant shook her head, "They were too difficult, and I ran out of time, so I gave up. But I did the Chinese questions, which were about the Three Kingdoms. My grandfather happens to be a researcher on that, and I learned a lot from him when I was young."

Her deskmate immediately looked at her with admiration and said, "Oh, your grandfather is a great scholar, I’m so envious."

Willow Grant smiled faintly. Though she enjoyed the praise immensely, she maintained a humble demeanor.

At the podium.

Mio Osborne took advantage of the time while the students were choosing their seats to start grading the three papers, beginning with Ronan’s—no name, zero points!