Zhan Yi said, still not caring whether Xia Chuyi was listening or not, and continued on her own, "Does the school not think at all? We're just freshmen. What's the point of making the exams so difficult?"
At this point, Xia Chuyi finally understood.
It seemed Zhan Yi must have not done well on the exams, so she came to seek comfort from someone who 'definitely wouldn't do well on the final due to delays'?
Xia Chuyi was truly at a loss for words.
As expected, Zhan Yi glanced at Xia Chuyi discontentedly and continued, "Don't the teachers ever think? Shouldn't the difficulty be more balanced?"
"Otherwise, wouldn't it be unfair to students like you?"
Unfair? Xia Chuyi thought: What's unfair about it? She had asked for the leave herself.
Zhan Yi came to her seeking "comfort," totally barking up the wrong tree.
Xia Chuyi looked at Zhan Yi with a weird expression on her face.
