After handing it over to the system, the three brothers knelt down and begged for forgiveness

Professor Wang looked at Nan Qiao, nodded slightly and said, "Nan Qiao, see you next time during the make-up class."

Professor Li continued, "Work hard and I look forward to your progress."

Professor Zhou finally said, "Keep up the good work next time."

"Okay, thank you professors for your affirmation. I will continue to work hard." Nan Qiao quickly stood up and expressed his gratitude sincerely.

The students around were simply stunned. They opened their eyes wide and their mouths wide open, as if they couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes.

Some students stammered, "This...this is too unbelievable! Several professors are giving Nan Qiao extra lessons?"

Another student said with envy, "What on earth did Nan Qiao do to deserve such treatment from the professors?"

"Oh my god, Professor Lin giving Nan Qiao extra lessons is already shocking enough, but now several professors are giving Nan Qiao extra lessons, this is simply shocking to me for eight hundred years."

"That's not right. Aren't the professors here for Lan Xuxue? Why do I feel like they're more familiar with Nan Qiao?"

All the students were whispering, guessing the reason.

The whole scene was in uproar and the students' shock was beyond words.

Lan Xuxue was originally immersed in the loss of being rejected by the professor. When she saw the professors' special attitude towards Nan Qiao, her eyes widened, her face full of shock and disbelief.

Her lips trembled slightly, and she murmured to herself: "What's going on? Why are the professors treating her..."

A look of surprise appeared on Lan Yuchen's originally calm and confident face.

He frowned slightly, his deep eyes fixed on Nan Qiao and several professors, his heart full of doubts.

He turned to look at Lan Xuxue, as if asking the reason.

Lan Hanwen also looked shocked. As a doctor, he was always calm, but at this moment he was shocked by the scene before him.

He pushed his glasses up on his nose and looked back and forth between Nan Qiao and the professors, trying to find the answer.

Lan Jingcheng exclaimed in shock: "Why does she ask professors to give her extra lessons?"

"Weren't there a few professors that Dad invited to present Lan Xuxue with the award? What does it have to do with her?"

"No, I need to call Dad and ask what's going on."

Having said that, he immediately called Lan Zhiming.

As soon as Lan Zhiming's call was connected, Lan Jingcheng couldn't wait to ask, "Dad, do you know why Professor Lin, Professor Wang and the others are giving Nan Qiao extra lessons?"

"Professor Lin? Professor Wang?" Wang Zhiming looked puzzled. "I don't know. Why are you asking this question all of a sudden?"

"Didn't you invite them to present the award to Xiaoxue? You should be quite familiar with them, right? Ask them."

Lan Zhiming was even more confused. "I invited them to present the award to Xiaoxue? Who said that? No."

Lan Jingcheng was stunned. "Dad, you really didn't invite them? Then what's going on?"

Lan Xuxue, Lan Yuchen and the others were stunned. If they were not invited by their father, then who invited them?

It can't be Nan Qiao, right?

Lan Zhiming thought for a moment and said, "Jingcheng, don't worry. Since these professors are not invited by me, there must be other reasons. Go and ask around and see if you can find any clues."

"But didn't you say you wanted to give Xiaoxue a surprise? If not this, what is it?"

"Oh, you'll know when you leave the auditorium."

Lan Jingcheng hung up the phone helplessly and turned to look at Lan Xuxue, Lan Yuchen, and Lan Hanwen. "Dad said he didn't invite the professors. You'll know the gift he prepared for Xiaoxue after we leave the auditorium."

Lan Xuxue's face was not very good. She originally thought that she had just stolen the limelight, but she didn't expect that it was all snatched away by Nan Qiao!

After the monthly exam results were announced, Lan Xuxue and the others slowly walked out of the auditorium, each with a complicated expression on their face.

Lan Xuxue still felt resentful and unwilling about the professors giving Nan Qiao extra lessons.

Just as they stepped out of the auditorium door, the dean of studies hurried over.

The dean walked straight towards Lan Xuxue and others with a smile on his face and an exquisite invitation letter in his hand.

He cleared his throat and said, "Student Lan Xuxue, this is the invitation to Professor Lin Qizheng's last open class. The school decided to give it to you after careful consideration."

"This is a rare opportunity. I hope you cherish it."

Lan Xuxue's face turned pale, and she felt even more complicated when she looked at the invitation letter in the dean's hand.

In the past, such an invitation letter was indeed extremely valuable, but now, compared with the extra lessons Nan Qiao received from the professors, this invitation letter has lost its former glory and is more ironic!

Lan Yuchen looked at the invitation letter, nodded slightly, and said, "Xiaoxue, this is a good opportunity. Professor Lin's open class will definitely benefit you a lot."

Lan Hanwen also pushed his glasses up and said, "Yes, Xiaoxue. Don't miss this opportunity because of other things."

Lan Jingcheng muttered to himself, "Tsk, if this invitation had come before, it would have been a big deal...but now..."

Lan Xuxue bit her lip and slowly reached out to take the invitation. Her eyes revealed a hint of reluctance and stubbornness. "Thank you, Director."

The Dean of Studies looked at the reactions of Lan Xuxue and the others and seemed to notice something was amiss. However, he didn't ask any further questions. Instead, he smiled and encouraged them, "Prepare well."

After saying that, the dean turned and left.

When the dean handed the invitation letter to Lan Xuxue, the students around her also noticed this scene.

Their eyes all turned to the invitation letter in Lan Xuxue's hand, and the originally noisy scene suddenly became quieter.

After a while, some classmates began to reveal undisguised ridicule in their eyes.

A classmate raised the corner of his mouth slightly, his eyes full of teasing, and said softly, "Look, Lan Xuxue only has an invitation to an open class, while Nan Qiao has a professor who teaches her lessons. The gap is really huge."

Another classmate covered his mouth and snickered, his eyes shifting back and forth between Lan Xuxue and the invitation, as if he were watching a joke. "Lan Xuxue used to be so glorious, but now compared to Nan Qiao, this invitation seems so shabby."

Some students deliberately raised their voices so that Lan Xuxue and the others could hear, "Oh, this invitation is simply mocking Lan Xuxue's previous self-proclaimed superiority."

Their words were full of gloating, as if they were happy to see Lan Xuxue fall from the clouds.

These mocking looks were like sharp swords, piercing Lan Xuxue's heart.

She clutched the invitation tightly, her expression becoming even uglier.

Lan Yuchen and the others noticed the reactions of their classmates and their expressions darkened.

Lan Yuchen frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. He glanced coldly at the classmates around him, trying to shut them up with his eyes.

Lan Hanwen pushed his glasses, a hint of helplessness in his eyes. He knew that at this time, any verbal rebuttal might make the situation worse.

Lan Jingcheng was so angry that his face turned red. He glared at the classmates who were mocking him and wanted to rush up to argue, but was stopped by Lan Yuchen.