"Cough cough..." Vivian, who was eating ribs, choked and coughed several times after hearing Ethan's words. She turned her head with an incredulous expression and asked him, "What did you say? You can make it to the top twenty in the class."
"If nothing unexpected happens." Ethan's delicate lips curved into a subtle smile, a glimmer of pride flashing in his deep eyes as he looked at Vivian.
"I think only if something unexpected happens can you make it to the top twenty, right?" Vivian smirked, full of disbelief.
Mrs. York quickly kicked her daughter under the table, glaring at her, "How can you say that? It's a good thing Ethan can make it to the top twenty."
Vivian quietly withdrew her foot, continuing to ask Ethan, "May I ask how many people are in your class? Couldn't it be that there are just twenty-one people, and you ranked in the top twenty?"
"..."
Ethan looked at Vivian, speechless. "That's impossible, our class has fifty-eight people."
