Wu Minxia, lacking energy, rested her head on the desk, "I originally thought that being in my senior year would already be tiring, but now I realize that starting from this sumr, I have to keep pushing forward, constantly surpassing."
"Keep it up, and when you get to college, while you’re morizing legal provisions every day, you’ll find it even more overwhelming."
Zhang Yu sounded like she was cheering for Wu Minxia, but the underlying ssage was more about applying pressure.
"And when you start practicing law, when you’re facing clients, there will be all kinds of breakdowns." She had never been a lawyer, but having worked in the finance industry, she also had to deal with clients. She’s seen all kinds of clients, and breakdowns were plentiful.
Ah, Wu Minxia was stunned, wanting to calm herself, but no matter how deep she breathed, she couldn’t ease her mind.
"Hey, Zhang Yu, why don’t you think about this? You’re also studying law; aren’t you worried?"
"Worried about what?" Zhang Yu showed no stress, "Not being a lawyer, will doing sothing else be easier?"
"You’d still have to deal with annoying clients and bosses."
"Unless you can lie flat and don’t work, only then can you truly relax, maybe learn so art or sothing. Otherwise, you’re just in a constant cycle of competition." In another ten years, more wealthy kids would be studying the arts since their families wouldn’t need them to earn money.
As for her, her family had a bit of money, but not enough to be considered wealthy. They could only be deed as having so money, which wasn’t sufficient to support her studying law. Plus, she was about to enter her second year, studying art or learning an instrunt was entirely unrealistic.
Study an art specialty? Wu Minxia rembered a childhood friend who chose an art major, shivering at the thought, "That field isn’t for ."
"Moreover, it’s incredibly costly." Wu Minxia didn’t interact much with her friend now but still t occasionally due to relations among the elders, knowing that studying an art major required quite a bit of money.
Zhang Yu empathized, "It’s really costly. Though I don’t want to work that hard, an art major, forget it."
Wu Minxia nodded, "Indeed, and how many people who study art actually gain fa in the art world."
"I should stick with law. My brother told philosophy is even harder." Wu Minxia exhaled deeply, "I just didn’t expect law to be so challenging."
"Nothing’s easy." Zhang Yu was straightforward, "Forget it, our goal now is to strive to get into the rocket class."
Wu Minxia thought of the hurdles ahead, "Yes."
Zhao Xuan, although chatting with classmates on her left and right, was also paying attention to Zhang Yu, finding it surprising how amicably she conversed with her deskmate Wu Minxia. She couldn’t help but frown.
She really didn’t know when Zhang Yu and Wu Minxia started getting along so well, as they used to have a rather ordinary deskmate relationship.
The horoom teacher brought a stack of score sheets into the classroom, and seeing her expression, everyone inexplicably felt relieved since the teacher seed in a good mood, indicating that the exam results were generally good.
The teacher started with a speech, "I won’t take long; everyone is eager to see the results."
"I won’t announce them all; I’ll call out your nas, and you can co up to get your score sheet. If you want rankings for arts or science classes, they’re posted on the first floor, available for everyone to see."
"To make it easier for you to know earlier, I’ve marked your scores for arts or science classes on your score sheets."
Without waiting for everyone to digest the information, the teacher swiftly began calling nas.
When Zhang Yu heard her na, she quickly went to get her score sheet.
Seeing her, the teacher smiled warmly, "Not bad, work harder after joining the arts class."
"I will, thank you, teacher." Zhang Yu earnestly expressed her gratitude.
Returning to her seat, Zhang Yu opened the score sheet to check her scores, finding her physics and chemistry both in the 70 range, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Passing is enough." Then she started looking at her history and geography scores; with 100 being full marks, she had scored in the 90s in both. Zhang Yu was genuinely satisfied with these results.
The original aim was to prove her suitability for studying in the arts stream, focusing mainly on science subjects, practically abandoning history and geography. She managed to revise a bit before the term started, and the outco was unexpectedly rewarding.
Then she checked her ranking in the arts class, not bad, she ranked 48th, which placed her at the tail end of the arts rocket class, a sowhat precarious ranking.
Wu Minxia peeked over, "Not bad, if you work hard over the sumr, I think you might have a good chance of getting into the rocket class."
"You too." Wu Minxia received her score sheet earlier and ranked 31st in the arts class, theoretically a relatively safe position, "Let’s work hard together."
Wu Minxia nodded, "Yes, let’s work hard together."
Zhang Yu was quite pleased with her results and confident that after a sumr of focused study, her scores would improve further.
Zhang Yu felt happy about her results, whereas Zhao Xuan and Zhou Kai weren’t very satisfied with their own.
They had thought that eliminating the dragging subjects of history and geography would improve their science rankings, but they truly hadn’t expected that not only did they fail to make it into the top 100 in science,
but more importantly, their placent was even farther from the top 100. Zhou Kai’s score ranked 132, and Zhao Xuan’s ranking was 148, a rather risky position.
Zhao Xuan stared at her score sheet; if she didn’t step up her efforts, not to ntion getting into the rocket class, they might not even qualify for the sub-fast class.
Zhao Xuan’s face stretched with seriousness as she stared at her score sheet. She had thought her performance wasn’t ideal this ti, but she hadn’t expected such a significant drop, which she couldn’t accept, "I, I."
Zhao Xuan’s deskmate cautiously peeked at her score sheet and didn’t dare to speak afterward. Scoring like that would make anyone else happy, but considering Zhao Xuan had always been a top perforr, the considerable decline was hard to swallow.
If she didn’t put in more effort, would she still make it to the sub-fast class in the September placent test?
As for getting into the rocket class, Zhao Xuan had already given up. Everyone else was working hard, and with her math scores abandoned, how could she still have a chance?
Not knowing Zhang Yu’s results, Zhao Xuan turned to look at her, noticing her smiling, a clear sign her results were probably good.
No, Zhao Xuan rembered Zhang Yu didn’t set very high standards for her scores, maybe she was just laughing about sothing else with Wu Minxia.
Yes, that must be it. Zhao Xuan refused to think Zhang Yu’s scores were good. In her eyes, Zhang Yu’s results could not be better than hers.
After the horoom teacher said a few more words, everyone started to leave, with close friends arranging to go out for a al together.
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