These words sounded familiar, as if Zhang Zhihe had said them to comfort his students. It's surprising that the students weren't nervous at all; he, the teacher, was even less at ease than the students.

Zhang Zhihe stood with his hands on his hips, watching Chu Yu enter the examination room. After handing over the last admission ticket, Zhang Zhihe's task was complete.

As soon as she left, Shu Aiguo let out a long sigh.

"Teacher Zhang, our family is so nervous, but we don't dare show it at all. This student who's about to take the college entrance exam, on the other hand, acts like nothing's wrong. Do you think the college entrance exam is testing the student or the parents?"

Zhang Zhihe deeply agrees; being the parent of a top student is no easy task.

Just now, Jiang Qilue also had this same nonchalant expression. Jiang Qilue's mother works for the Education Bureau and has high expectations for him, so she kept nagging him anxiously.

Jiang Qilue took his exam admission ticket and left without looking back.

"Comrade Shu, I'm even more nervous than you. The college entrance exam is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you do well, you can soar to great heights; if you don't, it will be a heartbreaking story."

Shu Aiguo nodded in empathy, "Isn't that right? The college entrance examination is like a chance to be reborn. If you're lucky and perform well, you'll go to a good school; if you're unlucky and don't perform well, you'll go to a bad school."

Some were overjoyed, some were heartbroken, and some, who didn't persevere to the end on the college entrance exam track, could only go home to get married and farm, or go to work in big cities.

The proctors were very strict; you had to be on high alert as soon as you entered the room to make sure you weren't carrying any cheat sheets or cheating tools.

When Chu Yu entered, the female teacher stared at her for a long time. She rarely saw such a beautiful girl. Usually, girls who are too beautiful have many boys pursuing them, which makes it easy for them to have poor grades.

The female teacher didn't take Chu Yu seriously.

When the proctor's stern gaze swept over them, the students easily became nervous. Some forgot to write their names, some missed a page, and some even cried in the exam room. All sorts of things happened.

After receiving the test paper, Chu Yu wrote her name, glanced through it, and confirmed that the Chinese language paper was standard and contained no content that was too beyond the syllabus. Then she buried herself in writing.

People with good grades have one thing in common: strong focus. Once Chu Yu starts working on a problem, she won't think about anything else. Even if there are problems she can't solve, she maintains a good mindset.