"Hmm, exams start tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" Mason Sutton paused, thoughtfully saying, "I got a call from your dad this afternoon. He ntioned looking at an apartnt near the school for you. I happen to know a good community, planned to take you to check it out when you’re free."
"An apartnt?" Mia Ginger was taken aback and declined, "There’s no need."
Mason Sutton smiled, "Whether you need it or not isn’t my decision. Don’t discuss it with ."
Mia Ginger: "..."
"When do you finish your exams?" Mason Sutton asked again.
Mia Ginger thought for a mont and replied, "We have a total of nine subjects, we need to take exams for nine days straight."
"No ti?"
"Not exactly." Mia Ginger explained, "Each subject only takes one and a half hours, all in the morning, so nothing after ten o’clock."
"Like that?" Mason Sutton thought briefly and straightforwardly said, "Then it will be tomorrow. The house is my friend’s and they’re transferring it, a newly decorated house with two bedrooms and two living rooms. After passing two traffic lights from your school, you’ll arrive at Blossom Quarter Community. Do you know it?"
"Yes."
"They’re quite anxious. I’ll co to pick you up at noon tomorrow." Mason Sutton said directly.
His voice was gentle and his tone calm, but for so reason, Mia Ginger was a bit at a loss for words.
After a brief silence, she nodded, "Alright then."
"It’s settled then," Mason Sutton reminded, "I’ll call you when I co over tomorrow. If you have exams, rest early."
"I know."
"Goodnight." Mason Sutton smiled.
"Goodnight, Brother Sutton."
After Mia Ginger finished speaking, she put down the phone and hung up.
Sitting on the bed, staring blankly.
The other people were quietly studying for exams, but she wasn’t in the habit of cramming at the last minute.
She got out of bed to wash up, ca back, and put so ear drops in front of the mirror.
Climbed back into bed to sleep.
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The next day, morning.
Exams started at 7:50.
The people in the dormitory got up at seven and arrived at the exam hall five minutes early.
The invigilators were two, an old professor from the college and a serious-looking young man.
Probably a graduate student.
The counselor and two departnt directors were patrolling, looking quite strict.
Mia Ginger thought casually, not caring much, took the test paper, skimd through it, went back and started answering questions.
There were quite a few questions, with the multiple choice and fill-in-the-blank section alone accounting for a full forty points.
Next, ca twenty points of term explanations.
The essay questions only accounted for forty percent.
The cheat sheet Blair Chester brought back was full of long essay questions.
Mia Ginger filled in the answers while thinking, slightly turned her head, and glanced at Windsor Myres a short distance away to her right.
Windsor Myres’s cheat sheet was already in her palm, writing furiously.
Mia Ginger couldn’t help but chuckle, when she was startled by the ringing sound from outside, she covered her ear, and suddenly felt a bit irritated, lowered her head, and tried to calm down to start answering questions.
Her ears constantly buzzed, affecting her mood, naturally slowing her pace.
Several students in front had already stood up and left midway through.
She glanced at her watch, then turned her head to look at Windsor Myres, her expression montarily surprised.
Windsor Myres had left without her knowing.
Mia Ginger rubbed her forehead and continued answering questions on her own.
Writing slowly ant she left late.
After submitting her paper and leaving the classroom, she realized Windsor Myres hadn’t waited for her, and she was surprised again.
Thinking about the ti, she figured Windsor must have felt cold and left earlier.
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