Zhang Yu opened her eyes to find herself resting on the desk, or rather lying on a pile of study materials.
Looking at the content, Zhang Yu immediately sat up straight, then quickly flipped through her textbooks.
Seeing the phrase "senior year of high school," she muttered, "No way."
"Why is it the college entrance exam again?"
Although she didn't know how many times she had taken the exam, having taken it in many different years, she could handle any level of difficulty.
But there's no denying that senior year is indeed grueling; waking up earlier than chickens, sleeping later than ghosts, it's no joke.
"Sigh." Zhang Yu felt that this was just the System being stingy with her.
She had complained before, saying if possible, she really didn't want to take the college entrance exam again, unless it meant going directly to the exam hall, which would be acceptable.
