The two days that followed were filled with exams in advanced mathematics, English, and programming courses. Compared to the ordeal of the ethics exam, Jiang Shuyao finally understood the utmost delight of "bitter first, sweet later."
The school's arrangement was great.
It felt like the entire semester had rounded off nicely.
Returning to the dorm, He Shumiao and Fang Wei were packing their bags. Jiang Shuyao asked them, "Leaving campus so soon? Why not stay and have fun for a few more days?"
Fang Wei sighed deeply, "Tickets are too hard to get now, we can't choose when we leave."
"Exactly, Yaoyao. You're lucky, just a subway ride and you're home."
That's right.
If Jiang Shuyao said she was actually envious of them, it might have seemed insincere.
In the afternoon, Ms. Zhu called to ask about the specific time she was coming home.
"Tomorrow... might not be that early, there's still some things to do at school."
