Self-study at nine in the evening.
The people from other senior year classes had all left.
After all, with just two days until the college entrance exams, the intense nerves were almost unbearable. Most people’s minds were foggy; they just wanted to go home and sleep, wanting nothing to do with those piles of exams that were as tall as a hill.
However, the classrooms of East Sea Class and Nanshan Class were still brightly lit.
East Sea Class was determined to work until the very last moment before the exams, while Nanshan Class had been inspired today—as even underachievers were working harder than you, what excuse do you have to be playing?
Their academic idols, Nangong Meng and Xi Ruzhu, were already burnt out. Wouldn’t it be embarrassing if they were surpassed by the average scores of those losers from East Sea Class?
That would be too humiliating!
No way, they decided they must dive into the sea of questions and study, study, study!
Someone from East Sea Class returned from the bathroom and reported, "Damn, I heard next door is going to study until 10 PM."
Wu Minghao: "Hell, we’re going until eleven!"
Everyone clenched their teeth and agreed, "Okay! Even if we have to go till midnight, I can hold out."
Wu Qianman hesitated, "But we agreed to come by at five in the morning to do the last three sprint practice exams. What if we can’t get out of bed?"
Wu Minghao: "I’ll set ten alarms, suspend my head by the beam, and pierce my thigh with a needle! Damn, I’ve never worked so hard for anything in my life. With just two days left, I can’t chicken out now, I’m giving it my all!"
A burst of laughter ensued.
Then came a slight pang of regret.
If only they had this awareness and determination earlier, from the first day of senior year. No, if they had started working hard from their first day of high school and persevered, maybe they wouldn’t have to work themselves to death at the last moment?
"Damn it, why didn’t anyone knock some sense into me with a brick back then? Three years of high school were utterly wasted."
"In the last two days, I’ve finally had a breakthrough in math. If I only had a few more days, just a few days, I think I could improve my math score by 50 points."
"Me too. I finally learned the trick to memorizing words from Zuzi, but I’ve only memorized half the word list. It’s too late now, boohoo..."
"I really don’t want to fail the college entrance exam and make my parents ashamed in front of relatives!"
"I really don’t want to always be called trash, just a useless burden on my family!"
"So regretful, I wish I could beg a deity to throw me back three years..."
The heavy regret hovered above East Sea Class.
This group of second-generation kids felt for the first time the preciousness of time and the helplessness of irreversible fate.
At this moment, the only one in the classroom not studying or reading, Zuzi, sat fiddling with her wristwatch.
Seeing there was still an hour until midnight, she slowly lifted her head, propping her chin with her delicate hand, "So, you guys want to make a wish to your ancestor now?"
Everyone was stunned, "Making a wish... does it work?"
They all wished to start over fresh, for everything to begin again, but alas, people can’t be reborn—this isn’t a novel, it’s the real world.
Zuzi’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, red lips curving up lazily and casually, "Mmm hmm. Depends on who’s wishing. People who do three good deeds a day, well, there’s a chance the ancestor might consider it."
After all, there are too many people praying around the world every day.
The ancestor doesn’t have time to hear so many wishes.
Wishes from good people can take priority.
Everyone looked at each other.
They’d definitely not believe this if it came from anyone else, but since it was Zuzi speaking, they inexplicably trusted her!
Everyone: "Zuzi, can you send us back three years?"
Zuzi: "Of course not."
Everyone, dejected: "Cough, cough... okay then, let’s not wish after all. Let’s just study honestly until midnight..."
Zuzi chuckled lightly, "No, keep wishing. You might ask the ancestor to give you a hint on the exam questions, oh."
Predict the exam questions?
You’re defying the heavens, little ancestor!