Final exams arrived as scheduled. Outside the exam hall, Su Wenyan—who had no idea how to look after a child—held Candy in her arms. The little girl seemed ready to wriggle free at any moment. In just over ten minutes, Su Wenyan felt as though her arms no longer belonged to her.
Su Wenyan was exhausted from holding her, and the little one was uncomfortable too, frowning as she kicked her short legs against Su Wenyan's clothes.
Heavens above, earth below—how hard did I have to work for a monthly salary of fifteen thousand?
If she'd known looking after a child would be this exhausting, Su Wenyan would never have agreed to her boss's request.
She checked her watch. Good grief, how had only sixteen minutes passed?
All Su Wenyan could do was pray over and over that her boss had been telling the truth: the exam definitely wouldn't last more than forty minutes, and students could hand in their papers after that.
The exam proctors weren't the course instructors, but the counselors from each class. And the counselors weren't assigned to proctor their own students; they were assigned to students from other departments.
Inside the classroom, everyone sat apart. After reading the questions, Mo Jingchun flew through the exam, writing answers at top speed. His handwriting was a little ugly, but he was very confident in his answers.
Aside from the last few long questions, the rest covered fairly basic material. Anyone who'd paid attention in class could answer them.
During lectures, the teachers had talked about how difficult the exam would be and how some students would fail. In truth, they were just saying that. As long as you hadn't slacked off last semester, passing was easy enough.
After answering the last long question, Mo Jingchun checked that