Su Zhe completed the final question, and a great sense of relief overwhelmed him from inside out.
It was like bidding farewell to his past self; starting today,
he would enter Qinghua, acquire a swan, reach the pinnacle of his life, marry that girl he longed for, and step into the hall of marriage.
Su Zhe stood up, and under everyone's gaze,
handed in his paper early once again.
The road ahead, long and steep as iron, is now conquered with steps from the shadows.
Su Zhe sat in the car, waiting for Tang Mo to come out.
A few days ago, when his car was parked at the school gate, no one paid attention to it. But perhaps due to Tang Mo sitting in it yesterday, many people were now frequently glancing over.
When they realized it was a Tiger Head Ben, many students who knew cars immediately exclaimed.
"Damn, it's a Tiger Head Ben!"
"Over a million, huh?"
"Wow, there's such a car in Su City?"
"Hey, there's someone sitting inside..."
