Busy and bustling, studies incomplete.
It's snowing outside, and Jiang Nian is hiding in the little building. Roughly estimating the usual scores and exam scores.
If you don't work hard, you'll really fail the exam.
"Stop looking, just review properly." Qianqian strolled around the living room with a hand warmer.
The room was filled with the smell of hot pot.
Song Xiyun was cooking dumplings and corn. She put down the ones that are hard to cook and made a dipping sauce.
It's Zhen Nan's flavor.
"At the beginning of the semester, I was planning to win the national award." Song Xiyun turned around, looking at the two.
Then she pursed her lips, somewhat discouraged.
"Later, later I found out..."
"It's hard, isn't it?" Qianqian walked over, casually picked up a piece of fruit, "Those people are too crazy."
"Yeah, there's no momentum anymore." Xiao Song nodded, "Actually, even if there's momentum, it's useless."
