At the same time, Qiao Yu was having breakfast with Xia Keke at the noodle shop downstairs in their community.
"Brother, how did you do in the competition? Can you make it to the finals?"
The two of them sat face-to-face at a small table in the breakfast shop. Xia Keke was busy picking the steaming noodles in her bowl while asking enthusiastically.
Knowing that Qiao Yu signed up for the Little Alibaba Mathematics Competition, she went home to study the rules specifically. Naturally, she knew that making it to the finals is what counts in this competition.
Qiao Yu replied seriously, "Do you even need to ask? Would I put in so much effort on something useless if I couldn't make it to the finals? You wouldn't know since you didn't participate, but the questions were really simple. It's actually hard not to make it to the finals."
Just then, the phone in his pocket vibrated. Qiao Yu took it out to check.
