"Yiling, why do you think life is always filled with endless homework and then endless exams? Our second monthly exams were just a while ago… And then all of a sudden, our mid-term exams are here to torment me… Why is life like this?"
When Hu Jiaojiao thought about her exam results that were coming out in the next two days, she collapsed down on her desk again.
Wang Xiangchong walked over to give Hu Jiaojiao her maths homework back. When he heard Hu Jiaojiao's words of complaint, his expression immediately was filled with disgust:
"What's wrong with you? Just because you can't achieve anything in life, doesn't mean you have to constantly complain."
"Ughhh," Hu Jiaojiao groaned. She didn't move from the desk. As of now, she didn't even have the energy to argue with Wang Xiangchong.
Then, Wang Xiangchong turned around to hand Jian Yiling's maths homework back and said:
