The first thing Wang Chao did after finishing his match was call his friends.
Today was not only the day of his decisive battle with Wu Li, but also the crucial moment when his friends entered the college entrance examination halls.
He had hoped they could share each other's joy.
But reality was not so wonderful.
He might have had a great day, but his friends had generally done terribly.
Liu Yue: "Sigh, I compared answers with the class monitor after coming out, and basically every multiple-choice answer we had was different. By the way, what was the line before that Mian Dynasty poet Zhang Songfei's 'Warm water, fat ducks, quacking away'? I clearly remember it being tested in the last mock exam, but I really can't remember it."
Hou Xiaojian: "I already called my dad. That vocational school we contacted last time has to save me a spot, and it absolutely has to be culinary arts. In principle, I won't accept reassignment unless it's excavator training. Also, I will never work in a factory tightening screws."
Han Feng: "Sigh, I might have to work at a factory... my family's factory. My dad said if I can't get into college, I'll go manage the accounts there first. I'll be busy from then on. I probably won't even have time to play anymore. The salary's only twenty or thirty thousand a month, sigh. Who knows how many years it'll take before I can afford a car."
What followed was a burst of commotion and pleading. Wang Chao imagined that Liu Yue and Hou Xiaojian had probably joined forces to beat up Han "Versailles" Feng.
Wang Chao realized he could not comfort them at all and could only say, "It's fine. This is only the first day. Work hard on tomorrow's exams."