The terrifying homeroom teacher was finally gone, and the cheerful students jumped up in celebration, chattering excitedly to those around them. The surroundings instantly transformed into a bustling marketplace.

Qiao Xiaoni tapped her fingers on the table. The three-day holiday after the exams was good news for her. She could use it to research Gao Jianjun's condition.

Several medicinal diets instantly came to mind, all of which were effective for his symptoms.

"Xiao Ni, how confident are you about this exam? I'm not sure at all." Zhou Meiling looked worried: "I didn't expect the exam to be so soon. I haven't fully understood the key points we discussed a few days ago."

Why have university courses become so difficult?

Qiao Xiaoni smiled: "Just take it easy and do your best. Don't take what the teacher says too seriously. If you push yourself too hard now, you might underperform on the spot, which would be a waste of your time."

“Yes, I do think about too many things. I should be more optimistic like you,” Zhou Meiling said, trying to comfort herself.

Song Mingyuan couldn't help but interject: "Don't underestimate this exam, it's really as serious as the teacher said."

Grades will be kept in your academic record. If you get the lowest score, even if you get the highest score in the whole school later, it will still affect your academic record.

"What kind of impact will it have?" Qiao Xiaoni asked curiously.

Song Mingyuan: "It affects the allocation, that's what everyone says. The allocation is based on the total score. In other words, the higher your score, the better the place you'll be assigned."

Isn't the point of going to university to get a good job?

Qiao Xiaoni: "We are the best school in the country. After graduating, you will be highly sought after by any organization."

The job assigned by the school isn't necessarily the best one; broadening your horizons is good for your future development.

Song Mingyuan suddenly understood. He felt that Qiao Xiaoni made a lot of sense. Why limit himself to the jobs assigned by the school? He could have other choices. As long as he studied hard and did his best, that would be enough.

Zhao Yan naturally heard these remarks as well, and they stirred up a storm within him. Previously, he had only considered that his academic performance was poor, and even if he were assigned a job, he wasn't sure he would get a good one.

So, with this attitude, he never studied seriously. Getting into this university was purely by sheer luck; he just happened to have reviewed the exam questions a few days prior.

After enrolling in school, he discovered that the difference between him and his classmates was more than just a matter of life and death. He couldn't understand the questions the teachers were explaining, so he gave up entirely.

If you don't like being ridiculed, then fight back with force. After all, you're strong and no one dares to mess with you.

Now another idea suddenly came to him: to work hard to get his diploma and then find a job he liked.

Qiao Xiaoni was unaware that her words had affected the two of them. She was simply expressing her opinion.

She felt a sharp pain in her stomach and thought she needed to use the restroom, so she stood up. But the pain subsided, so she sat back down. Class was about to start, and going to the restroom now would be too late. She decided to go after class.

The bell rang for class soon afterward, and the classroom returned to its previous calm, as if the fighting had never happened.

Du Nan walked in with the textbook and announced the start of class.

Qiao Xiaoni remained interested in chemistry class as always; the mixture of bottles and jars always yielded different results each time.