All the senior year classes were lined up, with boys and girls having their physical exams separately.
They queued up in order, one class after another.
South Grant was in the third class, and the first two classes were still lining up.
South was anxious, trying to come up with a solution.
At this moment, Fiona Grant came up to South. They weren't in the same class; Fiona was in the first class with Felicity Grant.
Although the school didn't explicitly state which ones were the advanced classes, everyone knew that the first class in the senior year was the advanced class.
The first class had already completed their check-up, and the second class was undergoing theirs.
"Brother, how about I pretend to be sick, and you take me home to avoid this check-up?" Fiona whispered in South's ear.
South glanced at Fiona.
At that moment, Fiona's eyes had a deliberately pleasing and intimate look, which always ruined South's mood.
