Maya Marsh was overjoyed, clutching Joy Quinn’s hand: "Joy, did you hear? As long as you’re in the top twenty, you can get into Keaton’s pharmaceutical company."
Even if you don’t get into the Biological Laboratory, entering the pharmaceutical company can earn you wealth and fame, becoming the family’s pride.
Maya felt she had performed pretty well in today’s exam, well enough to make it into the top twenty.
So this time, her entry into Keaton was assured!
"Maya, I’m really happy for you. Remember to treat us later!"
Joy Quinn replied with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.
Her hair was still covered in milk tea, how could she be happy?
Besides, even if Maya earns money from the pharmaceutical company, she won’t share it with her. What’s there to be happy about?
"No problem, you say where we should eat later."
Previously, on the campus forum betting on whether July Quinn would pass this assessment, Maya had put in her living expenses for several months.
As long as the bet was valid, she could still make up for the meal money.
"Now, the students whose names are called, come here and fill out the form."
The proctor began reading names: "Twentieth, Peter Sawyer."
In the crowd, a boy danced with joy: "Here, here, I’m coming."
"Nineteenth, Lindsay Wood."
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Soon, the proctor recited the second name: "Nancy Chapman."
At this point, Maya started to feel restless.
"Why haven’t I been called yet?"
"Why are you nervous? Some handed in their papers after half an hour and dreamed of being first, and they’re not anxious."
Joy Quinn’s best friend, Willow Young, also participated in this assessment.
But she knew her score couldn’t meet the admission standards, so she wasn’t too concerned with what the proctor was saying; she just kept sneakily glancing in July Quinn’s direction.
Seeing her sitting on the bench playing games, the breeze slightly moving her hair, her revealed profile still stunningly beautiful, it made Willow Young insanely jealous.
Joy Quinn chimed in: "Maybe you’ll be first and get into the Biological Laboratory?"
These words were half meant to comfort Maya, and half intended to provoke July Quinn.
But July Quinn acted as if she couldn’t hear, calmly engrossed in her game.
Yet Maya was over there, excited beyond belief.
She had put in a lot of effort this time, surely she’d get a good score.
It was normal not to be on the previous list because she was the first!
She just wasn’t prepared today; if she had known she’d be under such spotlight to receive the admission form, she would’ve dressed elegantly and worn light makeup...
While Maya was secretly enjoying herself, Shelly Cole was getting anxious.
"July, why haven’t you been called yet."
She had bet all her pocket money on July Quinn.
Not only that, but her grandfather had also asked her to pitch in ten thousand to support July Quinn.
If July didn’t get first, all this money would be wasted.
Moreover, what made Shelly Cole even more unable to accept was the disdain from her former friend, Maya.
So she wanted to beg July to take it more seriously herself.
But July continued to play her game intently: "It’ll be next."
As soon as July spoke, before Shelly could respond, Willow Young spoke first.
"If you get first, I’ll broadcast live smashing a stone on my chest."
Joy Quinn and Maya Marsh didn’t say anything, but their faces were full of mockery.
However, not long after Willow spoke, the proctor announced: "This assessment’s first place, July Quinn! Congratulations to Quinn for being admitted to Keaton Biological Laboratory..."