On the first day of the exam, the opening subject wasn't Chinese, but politics. For Yu Xinyan, it didn't matter which subject was first.
After briefly scanning through the questions, her pen didn't stop moving until she finished the last question.
She carefully checked her answers twice before putting down her pen, but to avoid disturbing other students, she didn't submit her exam early.
She waited until the bell rang, and then handed in her exam along with everyone else, walking out of the exam hall.
Zhao Jianlan ran towards her from another exam hall: "Xinyan, thank you so much, I feel confident about this subject now."
Yu Xinyan smiled and patted her on the shoulder: "That's great."
Perhaps because the first subject went smoothly, even the pouring rain outside didn't dampen their spirits. Zhao Jianlan nodded and said, "Yes, hopefully, the physics exam in the afternoon will go just as smoothly."
