After entering the second semester of senior two, the students' study pace became much more intense.
Last semester, Yue Qingqing's grade separated into arts and science streams.
Yue Qingqing, Lu Zhu, and Zhuang Lan all chose science.
Qu Ruorui, on the other hand, was better at arts subjects.
Although some of the subjects were different, the three required courses of language, math, and foreign language were the same.
The four of them still kept up the tradition of exchanging test papers with each other.
Sometimes, they would even mix arts and science subjects together.
In Zhuang Lan's words, learning is endless, so why study only for the sake of exams?
After evening self-study, the students returned to their dormitory, and Qu Ruorui rubbed her sore neck.
"Lu Zhu, have you noticed Zhuang Lan has been a bit off lately, seems like he's been much nicer to Qingqing than before?"
