With final exams approaching, the entire sixteenth week at Jiuyou Academy had been shrouded in an invisible yet exceptionally heavy pressure. Besides the review plans arranged by professors in every class, students burying themselves in study could be seen everywhere in the library and study rooms.
For this reason, starting this week, the School Labor Committee had specifically delayed the closing times of the library and study rooms. After consulting with Fifth Master Ni, the dorm supervisor, it had also relaxed the dormitory curfew, allowing some students to return later.
But this was still the first time that classes for secondary subjects had been crowded out by core courses.
"Although it's a compulsory course for the entire school, the teaching content of practical class determines that it exists by relying on other courses." Before Xiao Xiao sat a bowl of millet porridge. He leisurely stirred it with a long-handled silver spoon, slowly breaking apart the film of rice paste on the surface.
As he stirred, he explained unhurriedly, "...You can see this from the staffing arrangements for practical classes. As far as I know, no renowned professor is responsible for teaching them. If you check the class schedule, you'll find that almost all practical class teachers are young teaching assistants assigned by the school."
The pale yellow millet porridge swirled beneath the silver spoon, forming a funnel-shaped vortex. Xiao Xiao nodded in satisfaction, put away the spoon, picked up the bowl, and added one final remark:
"Besides, as final exams approach, core courses taking over practical class time is customary. It's a tradition at Jiuyou Academy. You should have prepared yourself for this after talking to the older students."
With that, he pressed the rim of the bowl to his lips and began enjoying the warm, mellow millet porridge with