When September arrived, the senior students stirred restlessly. Some were seeking jobs, some internships; others were eyeing postgraduate exams or civil servant exams. Everyone was charting their own course. Yan Xixi, however, remained unperturbed, maintaining her daily study time of over fourteen hours.
Only those who have experienced society truly understand that work consumes decades of a person's life, while the time for learning is so fleeting. Yan Xixi was like a glutton for knowledge. Perhaps because she had never experienced the luxury of focusing solely on her studies without a care in the world, she was utterly ravenous for it.
She hardly ever interacted with her classmates, had no close personal friends, and never participated in any extracurricular activities. This wasn't because she was several years older than her classmates and felt a generation gap, but because she knew Wan Donglin was watching her every move.
