Feng Nanshu's High School (Part 2)

The academic work for senior first, senior second, and senior third year had been completed during the second semester of senior second year. Thus, after a summer filled with incessant cicada cries, all the students of the Class of 2005 entered an intense period of review.

As the National College Entrance Examination countdown decreased by one every day, everyone's stress gradually increased as the exam drew closer.

For students at this stage, the days were like freshly boiled maltose—filled with the sweet hope of the future, yet so sticky and dense that it was hard to breathe.

Feng Nanshu sat in the classroom working on a test paper. When a strand of hair fell down, she reached up and gently tucked it behind her ear. The tips of her hair glimmered brilliantly, dyed by the sunset outside the window.

During their senior year, the Class of 2005 moved into the main building, which had just been fitted with air-conditioning. A wide staircase separated Class One and Class Two, making chance encounters few and far between.

But the aloof girl never asked for too much. She remained quiet in her own world.

In the several monthly exams during senior year, Feng Nanshu ranked first every time.

In fact, aside from the placement test in her first year of high school, she had firmly dominated Chengnan High School for all three years.

With her grades, barring any accidents, she could choose any major she wanted at Qingbei.

However, there was one issue that troubled the school leaders. In their view, children from wealthy families in Shanghai would basically choose to study abroad after high school.

For a girl like Feng Nanshu, getting into an Ivy League School would be a piece of cake, whether one considered her family or her background.

Because