The Final Exam was drawing closer. In the blink of an eye, a week had passed.
Thursday evening self-study.
Class 8's classroom was bright as day. Compared to usual, the class was filled with the peculiar atmosphere that came before a break, and everyone was much more subdued.
The students knew that this class might be their final evening self-study session together in their first year of high school.
The exams would begin next Monday, and there would be no evening self-study on Sunday.
Once they entered their second year, some students would go to the Liberal Arts Class, while others might enter the Experimental Class.
From then on, they might no longer study in the same class.
Although there had been countless conflicts within Class 8 over the past year, they were still classmates in the end.
Class monitor Huang Zhongfei stepped onto the podium, intending to say a few words, but for a moment, he did not know what to say.
So he simply took out a USB drive and flashed a handsome smile. "No studying today, everyone. Let's watch a movie!"
As soon as he said that, the vague melancholy faded somewhat. No matter when it was, watching a movie in the classroom was always something to be happy about.
Shen Qing'e worried, "We didn't get the class teacher's permission, did we?"
Cui Yu shouted, "What's there to be scared of? When school starts again, he might not even be my class teacher anymore!"
Yu Wen asked doubtfully, "You picked liberal arts?"
Cui Yu said, "Who'd pick liberal arts? Only people with dumb brains would choose the Liberal Arts Class."
"Then what are you so cocky about? You'll still be in Class 8 next semester. You think Shan Qingrong won't beat you up?" Yu Wen blurted out.