The inner examination hall was dead silent, but the students waiting in the outer ring still chatted among themselves. They occasionally discussed the possible exam questions or checked on each other's spiritual power meditation progress. Of course, there were also those who absolutely refused to cram right before the exam, feeling it would only make them more nervous; they simply stood with a few friends, quietly gossiping about school anecdotes.
Amidst the dense crowd of students, Qiuqiu stood inconspicuously in her black down jacket, her head lowered as she checked her terminal. Her estimated time was quite accurate. Around noon, the examination hall called her number.
While entering the examination hall, someone from her batch happened to look up, saw her, and widened their eyes. "Why does this person look so much like that dominating freshman?" they wondered.
