Ling Yue smiled but didn't respond. Instead, she changed the subject and said, "Have you finished your review? You have an exam tomorrow."
When Zhang Keke heard this, she immediately let go of Ling Yue's arm and said with a pout, "Oh, don't mention this. We are still good friends."
Ling Yue shook her head. This little girl always looked impatient when talking about studying, but she never slacked off at other times. She was really a contradiction.
Ling Yue looked around and found that only Zhang Keke and Wang Yan were in the dormitory. No one else was there. It was already ten o'clock in the evening and the dormitory building was about to close, but they had not returned yet.
Ling Yue asked, "Why are there only two of you in the dormitory? Where are the others?"
"It's almost the exam time, so the library isn't closed. The three of them are all rushing to the library."
Ling Yue nodded, took her toiletries and went to the bathhouse to take a shower, then came back and lay down.
She has an exam tomorrow, so she still read the book for a while. It’s not difficult, and she just needs to flip through it to get an idea of her current progress.
It's mainly politics, which requires some memorization, but for Ling Yue, who has a photographic memory, this is easy.
In the past two days, when she wanted to rest, she would take a look at the political science course, and then continue after she had rested. This feeling was the same as when she was in the interstellar laboratory, selfless, fulfilled and free.
The next morning, Ling Yue was woken up again, but this time it was Wang Yan who woke her up.
After washing up, he let Zhang Keke hang on his arm and went to the cafeteria to buy breakfast before going to the examination room.
Zhang Keke's examination room was not far from hers, just across a building. After sending her downstairs, Ling Yue rushed to her own examination room.
Examination Room 314 on the third floor of Building 11. After making sure that it was correct, I went in and found my seat.
Ling Yue arrived relatively late, because at a glance, all the seats with tickets were occupied, and the only empty corner was Ling Yue's seat.
These people had already been reading for nearly an hour, and some of them had legs shaking constantly, seeming to be very nervous.
After waiting for ten minutes, the bell rang and the teacher came in to distribute the test papers. There was no surveillance, but there were two teachers invigilating, one in front and one behind. The teacher behind happened to be sitting next to Ling Yue's seat.
After getting the test paper, Ling Yue checked it first and then started writing.
The first question is very simple, almost a free point question, and it tests the concept of sets.
When Ling Yue was immersed in answering the questions, the teacher next to her saw Ling Yue writing non-stop out of the corner of her eye, and the contrast with the young man in front who was scratching his head was too stark.
The invigilator stood up and walked behind Ling Yue, then saw a full exam paper with not a single empty space.
Of course, except for the last two questions that Ling Yue is still writing.
This teacher didn't teach mathematics, but he had some basic knowledge. Seeing that the formula used by Ling Yue was correct, he nodded and left quietly.
Half an hour later, Ling Yue handed in the paper. Of course, this situation was allowed. After all, if she didn't know the answer, she might as well leave time to review other subjects.
After Ling Yue went out, there were still four hours before the next exam. After thinking about it, she decided to return to the laboratory.
If it were summer or autumn, Ling Yue could take a walk to see the scenery of Imperial University, but in the middle of winter, with the wind howling outside, it would be more comfortable to stay in her own little nest.
After two and a half days, the exam was finally over and my roommates all breathed a sigh of relief.
In a few days, the results will come out and everyone will leave the school and go home with their report cards, so Ling Yue will stay in the dormitory and go back to work the next day.
"How about we go out for dinner tonight and treat it as our little party?"
We usually don’t have time as we are either busy with studies or research, and it’s rare for us to get together, so Zhang Keke suggested.
Ling Yue had no problem and nodded.
Li Fengqi smiled gently and said, "Okay, I have no objection."
Wang Yan also said: "Okay, how about we go to that hot pot restaurant."
Zhang Lan relaxed for a rare moment and nodded as well.
Zhao Xianghong, who usually doesn't like to talk, said softly, "No, I'm going home in a few days, and I want to pack up."
Zhang Keke and Li Fengqi looked at each other.
Zhang Keke looked at Loli, but she also had a bad temper: "If Xiang Hong has something to do, then we can go."
Having said that, no matter how ugly Zhao Xianghong's face was, they changed their clothes and then went out together.
Ling Yue didn't expect that there was a hot pot restaurant. After looking at the sign, she knew that it was an official one. Sure enough, she said how could it be private.
A few of them found a corner to sit down, and then Zhang Keke whispered, "This hot pot restaurant is delicious. They say they serve the families of martyrs. I came here once after I went to college. They used a lot of ingredients. You'll have to eat more later."
Ling Yue nodded, and just looking at the environment she knew it was not bad.
When she was at her eldest sister's house, the roast duck restaurant her eldest sister took her to was also like this, very clean and without a speck of dust.
After ordering the hotpot and dishes, they chatted while waiting. Ling Yue then realized that Zhang Keke was a local and would be going back tomorrow morning.
Li Fengqi is from Hangzhou. No wonder Ling Yue was so gentle and kind when she first met her. She really has the characteristics of a southerner.
Wang Yan and Zhao Xianghong, who did not come, are both authentic Northeasterners, and Zhang Lan's home is not far from here. She is a Tianjin native who moved to Beijing.
It is a rare opportunity that people from all over the world gather together.
"Lingyue, are you from the capital too?"
Zhang Keke asked, after all, Ling Yue had hardly lived in the dormitory for the entire semester since she transferred here, so it was inevitable that they would misunderstand.
Ling Yue shook her head: "No, I'm from Nanjing."
After these words were spoken, Zhang Keke and the others remained silent. Instead, a hint of emotion flashed in Wang Yan's eyes, but Ling Yue couldn't see it clearly.
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