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Madien, who was aside, blurted out, “Miss Wilson, people with distinguished characteristics have one thing in common, and that is high intelligence. How could they be deceived by your husband’s clumsy deception?” After saying that, he sighed and mocked, “Rhode Island School of Design is the best design school in the world, and the people who attend the master class here are the elite among elites. I really don’t know how a charlatan like you who can only brag and talk nonsense end up here. One apple can really spoil the whole bunch!” As he was talking, Amily suddenly looked toward the entrance and exclaimed with a horrified expression, “Boss... M-Miss Fox is here!”

Every lyric that Charlotte sang tugged at his heartstrings… This was not because of how beautiful her voice was, but because he was worried that she would make a mistake. Finally, she reached the end of the song. The rating system automatically flashed a 99% rating. The enormous Midsummer Plaza contained more than 3,000 spectators. Every single one of them was silent. Tiffany stared in a daze at the rating on the big screen. Her already sickly, pale face was now even paler than ever. “Oh my god! 99%! She’s actually received more than a 90% rating! No one expected her to go past 90%!”

All for the best. They heard someone cry from the class. Everyone who were busy discussing their grades turned towards the place and saw Shawna run out of the class with Tessy. Crystal and Betty shook their heads and walked towards Ellie. “So…” Crystal trailed off. “It’s an A.” Ellie announced excitedly. “Wow, congrats babe.” Betty said and Ellie smiled at her in appreciation.

Seeing that Gerald and his friends had remained in their seats, the few students from the elite class walked toward them and surrounded the four of them, “Hey, you four. Didn’t you understand what we said? It’s the elite class’s turn for meals now. If you know who you are, get lost, then. Otherwise, don’t blame us for being unfriendly!” A man with a buzzcut haircut glared at them and scolded them in a cold tone. These elite students were roughly Three- or Four-soul-rank of Sage Realm. They were more or less strong. Boom! Right after the man with the buzzcut haircut had finished talking, he was flung into the sky by a strong force.

However, when the final rankings were announced on the big screen. My name was at the very bottom of the list, glaring red. Rating: D. "This is impossible!" I stormed up to the examiner. "Everyone saw my performance, how could it be a D?" Sofia couldn't help but speak up for me. "Elena's performance was flawless! The system shows her effective kill rate was 99%!" But the examiner just gave me a cold look. "This is an academy for Made Families. Do I need to spell it out for you?"

SKYLAR Ending my two-hour class with a yawn and a stretch doesn’t mean that I didn’t enjoy the class. No, on the contrary, it was entertaining, captivating, and everything a good class should be. The best thing about Filmouth High was the teachers and their unique ways of putting the teaching out there and getting you absorbed instantly. It didn’t matter if I was a League A or a League C. Having the chance to be here was more blessings than I could count.

“There go the elites,” one of the students said sarcastically when they saw the elite class entered the classroom. They had been taking classes with them for a month but they find it hard to approach them since they acted like they have their own world. It was as if they were telling them that they are in a different league of their own. “I don’t have a problem with the other elites, so I don’t really know why I hate that green-haired guy,” Sean Jr., the eldest son of Baron Wyeth said with arrogance.

He was convinced Eden was the one who achieved that perfect score. Though the questions had been challenging, he couldn’t imagine anyone but Eden getting full marks. But when he saw her calm, composed face, he hesitated. Could it not be her? “Full marks?” someone exclaimed. “Wow, it’s already amazing to even reach the finals! Who managed to score full marks?” “They’re not human—they’re a god! I need to worship this genius.” “Could it be someone from our class? The chief aced the midterms, and Quin is pretty good too. Maybe it’s one of them?”

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Avery was silently shrieking as she gazes upon the interior of the lobby. "Splendid! The designers did an outstanding job this school year!" Aric agreed with his twin, Leath just gave a plain look. In her mind, no matter how regal-looking their school is, it's still a school of rich spoiled brats. Calling them Elites are a bit of an exaggeration