"The first mock exam largely represents your level during the actual college entrance exam. Treat this mock test as if it’s the real deal. There’s no room for slack; pinpoint your problems and correct them efficiently. Never give up until the very last second. Believe that—so long as your confidence doesn’t wane, there will always be more solutions than difficulties!"
The last sentence was said in unison by the whole class.
Ever since the beginning of the senior year review, the horoom teacher Oscar Evans had printed this sentence on a banner and hung it at the back of the classroom for the students to read twice a day.
After several months, sotis they could see this sentence even with their eyes closed.
But it really did boost their spirits.
Tessa Thompson is very excited right now, not the least bit sleepy, holding a pen and feeling like she could write another ten exam papers, "Hannah, Hannah, after the exam let’s compare answers, okay!"
The upcoming exam is in Chinese.
Hannah thought about it for a mont and nodded, "Okay."
Tessa then went to pull over the Chinese class representative sitting in front of them.
The Chinese class representative is a boy with glasses who always likes to hold the "Dictionary of Commonly Used Words in Classical Chinese," and often spouts phrases like "zhi hu zhe ye."
Although he appears sowhat nerdy, he’s actually a nice guy.
Like now, when Tessa grabbed him and said they should compare answers after the exam, he actually took the mont to think seriously, "Tessa, as your classmate and Chinese class representative, I don’t really recomnd that you compare answers imdiately after the exam. Once the papers have been submitted, the answers cannot be changed, and checking the answers will only add to your troubles..."
Tessa laughed and squished a plastic bottle in her hand, "What was that you said?"
A smile that hid a knife.
The Chinese class representative coughed twice, "Of course, if you want to compare answers, I’ll definitely support you."
Tessa let out a cold chuckle.
The class representative’s desk mate also ca over to join the fun, and they chatted until it was ti for the exam to start.
This ti, Hannah’s examination room is right in their own classroom.
As the announcent over the PA system played and people started to leave, Arnold Simmons finally showed up.
He walked in with his head down, wearing the hood of his sweatshirt, only revealing a slightly pale and indifferent chin.
The students passing by him all tried to keep their distance.
In the examination room for class two, Hannah was the only one from her own class.
Hannah turned her head to look at him and tugged at the hem of his clothing, asking softly, "Why are you so late today?"
Arnold looked down at her, his gaze softened and focused, whispering, "I overslept."
The voice over the PA system continued, notifying the proctors to collect the papers, and the students outside the classroom also entered.
So people glanced over.
Hannah reached into her pocket and pulled out two fruit candies, stuffing them into Arnold’s hand, "You better hurry to the exam room, or the teacher will scold you if you’re too late."
After saying that, she waved her hand, urging him to move quickly.
The two fruit candies in his hand still held the warmth of her palm, as if the sweetness of the fruit could be tasted in the air around them.
A chilly wind blew outside the window, and dark clouds pressed down, bringing sudden torrential rain not long after the exam began.
This rainstorm was so swift it ca without warning, with the wind howling and potted plants along the corridor being tossed about, as if they could crash to the ground at any mont.
The proctor stood up and struggled against the wind and rain to close the balcony door.
Once the balcony door was shut, the sound of the wind and rain outside indeed quieted down sowhat.
"Continue with the exam, don’t get distracted!" the proctor settled back into his seat.
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