"Shoo." Lisa gave him a knock on the head with her pen.

Bambam read through the interview intently, and after a while, he suddenly said, "There's a spelling error."

Lisa did not believe him. "Even the proof-reader said there were no mistakes. Who are you, a person who even uses idioms incorrectly, to say I have made a mistake? Which word is misspelled?"

Bambam could only shake his head and sigh.

Lisa suddenly asked him. "Say, how much did you score in the language composition section of your college entrance exam? Tell me."

"I don't know, I can't check the score for just the essay section when I look up the score."

Lisa did not plan to let him weasel his way out of answering. "Still, you should be able to estimate the score of the previous sections. Then you can just use the total to minus off that part to find out! Come on, tell me."

Bambam was resigned. "52."

"Shut up! I don't believe it!" Lisa pursed her lips. "About the same score as me, this language queen? Who're you trying to fool?!"

"What I'm saying is, I scored 52 points total for my language paper."

Lisa was stunned for a moment before bursting out into laughter. "Hahahahaha, out of a total of 150, you only scored 52? That's pathetic! No wonder your use of idioms is always so unique and strange. Hahahahaha —" Lisa laughed and laughed, and then she abruptly stopped and looked at him strangely, "But how did you manage to get into Tsinghua with just 52 marks in language?"

"I scored full marks for all the other subjects."

"..." Lisa was rendered speechless for a long moment. In the end, she twisted her head aside and huffed coldly, "Crazy freak!"

Bambam slapped the newspaper onto the table and gave her a contemptuous glance. "Fail student."

Actually being regarded as a poor student by someone who only scored 52 marks on their language paper, did the world still make any sense? But goddamn this son of a gun really had a higher overall total than her ...

********

In the afternoon, Lisa went out for lunch with Bambam and Eunha. During the meal, Eunha said to them in a low voice, "Lisa, I heard from Lil' Zheng in our editorial department today that she heard GD and Director Yang Hyun Suk talking about you."

Lisa's ears perked up instantly. "What did they say?"

Eunha hesitated. "Don't get mad if I tell you."

"I won't, I won't." Lisa waved her hands.

"He said ... that the relationship between you and Jungkook is unclean, which is why you managed to get an exclusive interview with him."

Bam!

Lisa's face was thunderous as she slammed a hand hard onto the table. The loud noise drew the attention of the surrounding diners. Bambam rushed to protect the bowl of soup in front of him.

Lisa hissed angrily, "What's unclean? Our relationship is very clear and transparent! His mind is dirty, so anything would become unclean in his eyes!"

Eunha was so frightened by her outburst that her shoulders were trembling. "Calm down, calm down ..."

"Argh, I'm so mad, I'm sooo mad!" Lisa's chest was heaving, "We're friends! Jungkook is loyal, willing to reserve an exclusive interview for a friend. Is there anything wrong with that? Has this harmed anyone? Why should we suffer such filthy allegations for this?"

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