The moment the sunlight fell upon them, it seemed to wash away the shackles of their exam-oriented education.
Ah Jie glared resentfully at Shen Yuan.
'Shen Yuan was blocking all his sunlight.'
Ah Jie was already tightly bound by the shackles of their exam-oriented education; meanwhile, Shen Yuan was adding an even thicker layer of chains on top of him.
As the bell rang, the weekly Chinese quiz came to an end.
After passing his paper to the front, Shen Yuan started discussing dinner plans.
Chen Mingyu turned around and said, "Why don't we go to the first floor? I heard the dishes at the senior window have been pretty good lately."
This so-called "senior window" was basically the same as the "military priority" lines you'd find in hospitals or train stations.
But the "senior window" was just a name.
