Although this monthly exam was meant to simulate the Gaokao, they could hardly spend two or three whole days taking it, so the schedule still differed.
After a short break of about twenty minutes, the second exam, mathematics, began immediately.
Unlike Chinese, which had relied purely on memory, this time Xia Xu worked through the questions much more slowly. But he had already memorized all the knowledge, formulas, and methods of solving them. After carefully reading the questions and doing the calculations, he still had no difficulty answering them. It was simply a matter of how much time he needed.
The end of the mathematics exam also marked the end of the morning's tests. Next came the comprehensive arts and sciences papers and English in the afternoon. These leaned even more toward memorization, leaving no suspense whatsoever.
"How did it go? Can you pass?"
When school let out after the exams, Tang Youxin looked at Xia Xu as he came to find her, full of apprehension.
"You'll find out tomorrow."
Xia Xu kept her in suspense, grinning as he said, "Just don't forget what you promised me."
"You have to score over a hundred in Chinese."
Tang Youxin stubbornly emphasized the condition.
"Hahaha, fine. A hundred it is. We'll find out tomorrow."
Secretly chuckling to himself, Xia Xu walked Little White Flower home on his way. Then, since it was still early, he went to check in on Yang Bowen and Meng Bochao.
The two were still in the residential complex where Griffin Jones lived.
Yesterday, Meng Bochao had moved out of his previous residence, but he had not left the complex. Instead, he had moved into the apartment Yang Bowen had rented to keep Griffin Jones under surveillance.
More than half the space in the apartment was now occupied