'After all, compared to the already independent Zhou Mochen, Xi Zirong is only eighteen. How can he be so calm and composed about everything?'
June arrived, and with it, another year's Gaokao. Building on last year's experience, the teachers were so busy they were hardly seen, a fact the students had come to accept as perfectly normal.
They had finished the entire three-year high school curriculum as early as two months prior, and had been in the review phase ever since.
There were frequent in-class quizzes, after which the teachers would focus on going over the mistakes.
Consolidation and review were the name of the game.
Summer vacation was just around the corner, and as rising seniors, the students no longer held out any hope for a long break.
As far as Xu Su knew, last year's seniors had only gotten a three-day break in total—it was more of a token gesture than a real vacation...
