Wendy let a tired sigh leave her. All of a sudden, she noticed her two classmates chatting behind her.
“I’m going crazy! This Chanaean test is so hard, and it’s probably the worst Chanaean paper I’ve ever seen. It isn’t even testing Chanaean anymore! Instead, this is just a philosophy paper!”
“I agree! The front part was still all right, but the back part was horrible. I could understand every word when they were separated, but they were all alien to me when they were in a sentence. I’m so scared of papers like these.”
“We’re doomed. It’ll be such a blessing if I can even get a seventy for this test.”
When Wendy heard them, the gloomy clouds above her head finally went away. Indeed, she could not score high marks due to the paper’s difficulty, but that also meant that the others would not score high either. Therefore, she was rather certain she would still emerge at the top of the class.
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