There were twenty minutes left before the exam ended.
After checking her answers twice and finding nothing wrong, Wen Shu handed in her paper early.
Under the examiners' puzzled gazes and the other students' disdainful looks, she quickly left the exam room.
Wen Shu went outside, retrieved her bag, and left the exam building.
When she reached the sports field, she saw parents crowded around the exam site, waiting to pick up their children.
Beneath the streetlights outside the exam site, the crowd was packed shoulder to shoulder.
Although more than ninety percent of the students at this exam site would go no further than high school,
every one of them had a dream, and so did their parents.
Who knew? Maybe their ancestors would bless them with a stroke of luck.
It was hardly an utterly unrealistic fantasy.
The students taking the exam here and the parents waiting outside might not have any connections to Sequence Ability Users.
But through a few degrees of separation, they all knew one or two outstanding children who had made it into a college.
Every year, some students outperformed expectations and got into college. Why couldn't it be their child?
When they saw a student hand in her paper early and leave the exam site, the parents began to stir.
Some wanted to ask Wen Shu what had made her hand in her paper early.
Others wanted to ask her how difficult the questions were.
But Wen Shu had no intention of talking to anyone.
"Sorry, please let me through."
She lowered her head and quickly skirted the crowd.
Only after reaching a dark alley and making sure no one nearby was paying attention did she stop.
Wen Shu took out her phone and immediately called Qin Siyang.
To prevent anyone from listening