"Ah! Song Xia, what should we do!" Song Xia's deskmate looked at her with a pained expression. It was the last semester, and in order to find out if everyone had slacked off during the winter break and to motivate everyone to study, the school held a mock exam as soon as the senior year started. The questions were relatively difficult.

"This is really the end. I didn't even finish the last two big math problems, and as for physics, I can't even figure out the multiple-choice questions, let alone the big ones. Even in chemistry, which I'm best at, I couldn't solve many of the problems." My deskmate said with a long face. "When my parents see my grades, they're going to scold me to death. I won't have any time to play anymore. I should have studied more during the Chinese New Year."

“The questions this time were a bit harder than usual,” Song Xia comforted her gently. “We can’t just look at the grades; we also need to look at the class ranking.”

"And you? How do you feel about your exam?"

"It's about the same as before."

When the test papers were handed out, Song Xia's deskmate realized what she meant by "about the same"—not that their rankings were about the same, but that their scores were about the same. Even the class monitor and the academic representative's scores had dropped significantly, while Song Xia's scores remained stable. Such difficult questions hadn't affected her at all!

She grabbed Song Xia's arm and asked, "Tell me the truth, did you not take a single day off during your winter break?"

The students around them were also listening intently, looking curious and inquisitive.

"It's not that I didn't rest at all; I just didn't study on the 30th and the first day of the new year."

My deskmate's voice became even sharper: "So, apart from these last two days, you've been studying the whole time?"

“Hmm.” Song Xia nodded. “After all, I don’t have any other relatives, unlike you guys who have to visit relatives and eat at different houses. I’m bored at home, so I have to study.”

"You're amazing. There are so many activities outside during the Spring Festival, and you're completely unmoved." The classmate sitting next to him was no longer jealous, because they couldn't sit still at home during the holidays. Not everyone has the perseverance of Song Xia.

After he finished speaking, the homeroom teacher walked in with a book, his face very serious. Then he slammed the book on the podium with a "bang": "Have you all handed out the test papers? Look at your grades, and you still have the nerve to joke around? Did you all go crazy playing at home during the holidays? Have you even calculated how many days are left until the college entrance exam?"

The students were terrified and all lowered their heads, not daring to look at each other.

"However, there is one person who deserves praise this time, and that is Song Xia. Compared with the joint exam at the end of last semester, only Song Xia's score did not drop, and this time he ranked fifth in the grade."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone looked at Song Xia. They knew she had done well on the exam, but they didn't know she had done this well—she was fifth in the grade!

"Three months ago, Song Xia's grades were still outside the top 100 in the grade. She improved so quickly even without attending morning and evening self-study sessions. What about you?"

Song Xia lowered her head, thinking, "Teacher, please stop talking. The students' gazes are practically piercing through me."

At this moment, if we were to say who felt the most threatened, it would undoubtedly be the class monitor and the academic representative. Although their rankings were ahead of Song Xia's, the difference in their total scores was less than fifteen points. At the rate of Song Xia's progress, they might be overtaken next time!

But Song Xia is really amazing. How did she manage to be so self-disciplined while studying at home all by herself?

After class, the homeroom teacher called Song Xia to the office again, her expression unusually gentle. Last year, when Song Xia's family had an accident, she was worried that the child would not be able to withstand the psychological blow and would have to go home to take care of her younger siblings, which would delay her studies. As a result, her grades plummeted.

Unexpectedly, in just over three months, she received such a big surprise. After her first drop in grades, her grades improved significantly every time afterward. It is said that poor children learn to be independent early, and this is indeed true.

"If you keep making this kind of progress, your teacher has high hopes for you. Here's your living allowance for this semester, so take good care of it."

"Thank you, teacher." Song Xia thought to herself with gratitude. With the help of the three kind older sisters and the school's subsidy, she had barely touched her savings these past few months, and had even saved her scholarship money separately. Sure enough, as long as she didn't give up, things would only get better.

"There are less than four months left until the college entrance exam, so keep up the good work!"

"Yes, I won't let my guard down."

The homeroom teacher sighed with emotion. If all the students she taught were as self-disciplined as Song Xia, she wouldn't have to worry so much. However, with Song Xia as a role model, the class's enthusiasm for learning was indeed stronger than that of other classes. In this mock exam, their average score was more than ten points higher than that of the class next door. It should be noted that when the classes were divided, the average scores of the two key classes were almost the same.

The subject teacher standing nearby chuckled. He had just heard someone cursing in class, but he was actually quite pleased with himself!

Song Xia is a senior in high school. She started school first, and after she had taken several small tests, Song Jiao and Song Jun finally went to school with their backpacks. This semester is also their last semester in elementary school, and they will be entering junior high school in the second half of the year.

Their old house is also within the school district of a junior high school, but if they want to go to a better junior high school, they still have to take an exam. Song Xia is not worried about the two of them, but her second aunt, Song Tianfang, is afraid that her daughter Sun Hui will not be able to get into a better school, so she shamelessly went to their house to ask her to tutor her.

“You’re a high school student, and you’ve taught Song Jiao and Song Jun so well. You can definitely teach our Xiao Hui well too. After school, you can tutor her more.”

Before Song Xia could say anything, Song Jiao objected: "My sister is already in her final year of high school, how can she have time to tutor Sun Hui? Second Aunt, don't you want my sister to get into a good university?"

Song Tianfang forced a smile: "Getting into any university depends on your grades. You can't learn anything in a short time. It's better to tutor Xiaohui. It's not that hard for Xiaohui to get into junior high school, and she learns things quickly."

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