The experimental class began.

For this part of the course, Yi Qingqing only briefly reviewed it in the skill teaching mode and did not learn it in detail.

So now in class, she was as serious as everyone else, except that she took fewer notes, but she was also trying her best to absorb knowledge.

If there were things I didn’t understand, I would ask the teacher during breaks, but not very often.

This way, she feels less distant from others.

After learning in class, she would go back to the skill teaching mode when she had no classes that day, or before going to bed at night to deepen her study of the content of today's experimental class, fill in the gaps, and consolidate her knowledge.

Unlike in reality, in the skill teaching mode, she can use the experimental equipment at will.

In reality, teachers will set many ready-made bans for everyone in order to save experimental losses.

Our motherland is indeed very poor now, and the conditions for research in all aspects are difficult. Although it is an experimental class, there are not many opportunities for people to actually try and make mistakes.

There is no need to worry about this in the skill teaching mode. Yi Qingqing can try and make mistakes to her heart's content. The skill teaching mode will give her feedback that is exactly the same as in reality, but everything can be restored with one click, and she will not suffer any harm.

In a sense, this is a chosen laboratory. You can even change to more advanced equipment if you want. Everything here is virtual, and anything related to skill learning can be conjured up.

The daily course load this semester is similar to that of last semester, but the difficulty of the courses has increased.

This is not only true for those in the pharmaceutical profession, but also for other professions.

To use the words that Li Mengxue complained about when she was reviewing in the supermarket every night using the light there, it felt like college was like high school.

The schedule was even tighter and the tasks were heavier than in her previous high school life.

The days filled with study always go by especially fast. When you are experiencing them, you feel so busy that you can't breathe. But when they are really over, looking back, you feel that they are fulfilling and unforgettable.

Summer goes and autumn comes, and winter also arrives quietly.

In the blink of an eye, it's the end of the semester.

This time, the two majors of Traditional Chinese Medicine Pharmacy and Pharmaceutical Engineering have deliberately staggered all the examination times, and the examination cycle is longer. Yi Qingqing and Chen Zhen, two double major students, can take the examinations in all subjects.

For others who only need to take one professional subject, they have more time to study during the exam period.

The exam lasted for five full days.

Three days later, when I came to school to get my transcripts, even people from other majors couldn't help but come to the bulletin board of the pharmaceutical class to check out the grades of the only two double-majors in the school.

Yi Qingqing's results were no different from last year, except that there was one more score for another professional subject. The title of first place in double majors was completely fixed on her.

Chen Zhen ranked second in Traditional Chinese Medicine and tenth in Pharmaceutical Engineering.

Chen Zhen stood in front of the bulletin board. Everyone was congratulating him on doing well in both majors, but he was not very satisfied with himself.

Although Traditional Chinese Medicine Pharmaceuticals is still ranked second, the gap between it and Yi Qingqing is even greater than last semester.

He tried his best but only ranked tenth in pharmaceutical engineering, and the gap between him and the dozen or so people behind him was only a single-digit score.

Yi Qingqing, who is also studying double majors, still did so well and got full marks in all subjects. I really don’t know how she did it.

He has used all the time he can this semester, but he is still far behind her.

He couldn't think of any further efforts he could make to improve his grades.

This feeling of not being able to compare to others no matter how hard you try and not even having a direction to move forward is even more despairing than when you suddenly saw Yi Qingqing get first place in the exam last semester.

Is he really that bad? Why can others do it but he can't?

The spirit in Chen Zhen's eyes was gone.

Seeing him like this, Song Hemei felt embarrassed to mock him. He looked so lifeless, it was worse than being as arrogant and annoying as before!

"You're ranked second in your major, and you're better at pharmaceutical engineering than most people. That's pretty good. People should learn to compare themselves with themselves, not with others! I think you should pay more attention to your body! You've become too thin, and you have dark circles under your eyes. What's the point of studying well if you ruin your body?"

Although Song Hemei's tone of voice was not very good, it was the first time she spoke seriously to Chen Zhen.

Chen Zhen was so lost in self-doubt that he didn't even notice that Song Hemei was talking to him.

Seeing that he didn't react at all, Song Hemei got furious. She had finally been kind for once, so why did he become like this?

He patted his shoulder vigorously: "Hey! Class Leader Chen!"

Chen Zhen looked over: "Hmm? What's the matter?"

"I say, you should pay attention to your health. Without a healthy body, how can you apply what you have learned and contribute to the pharmaceutical industry of our country? And why do you look so dejected? Is it bad to be second in your major and tenth in pharmaceutical engineering? Isn't this much better than when you were second in a major last semester? Don't always stare at others. Compare yourself with others. As long as you have improved compared to your past self, you should be happy!"

Song Hemei said angrily, "Look at our Qingqing, her face is rosy, she even has a little baby fat, and she is so tender that you can squeeze water out of her. And then look at you, you are as dry as a stick. You are so sorry for the face your parents gave you. You are wasting it!"

Song Hemei's series of remarks, which were both ambiguous and reasonable, almost made Yi Qingqing laugh out loud. This girl was too mean.

However, Chen Zhen's current condition is indeed worrying. Sister Mei has talked to him several times, but to no avail.

"..." Chen Zhen's face turned pale and blue, and it took him a long time to utter one sentence: "Unreasonable!"

After saying that, he pushed away the crowd and walked away.

He was so angry that he walked with great vigor.

Song Hemei usually said bad things to him, and he was used to it. It was all his own fault and he just had to bear with it. But he couldn't stand it when she said he was as skinny as a stick.

How can a girl use such a metaphor? It's so hurtful! He is just a little thinner. How can his simple and frugal style be called skinny?

He couldn't help hugging his clothes. Some people are just vulgar! How could his face make him feel sorry for his parents?

After hearing the first half of her words, I felt like the sun was rising from the west, as if she was praising him!

When other people said he had good grades, he felt it was not true because they usually praised him a lot. This time, they were probably embarrassed to laugh at him in secret. But Song Hemei was different. She had never said anything good about him, but when she said something good about him occasionally, it was hard not to believe it.