The week has mostly passed, nearing Qingming.
Jiang Ning stood on the corridor outside the classroom. It was still a light drizzle in the morning, but by dusk, the sky was ablaze with a glorious sunset.
Birds flew across the horizon, their wings edged with gold by the setting sun.
Downstairs in the square, Yun Tingting, who loved playing badminton, was nowhere to be seen.
Quite normal, since it was class time.
In the classroom behind Jiang Ning, students were bent over their desks, diligently studying towards a singular goal— the college entrance examination.
It's the classical Chinese texts not yet memorized, the math formulas you know by heart but can't apply, the physics models that remain perpetually confusing...
Guo Kunnan scratched his head, looking helpless: "Clearly, I knew this problem, but now it's in a different form, I don't know it anymore!"
His deskmate Dan Kaiquan pointed out the crux: "Because you don't truly know it."
