Doctor Du Zemu's advice was very to the point.
On Monday night, Zheng Qing fell once again into a nightmare in his sleep.
As a result, on Tuesday morning during the divination class, he had to struggle to keep up with Professor Yi's lecture pace, his eyes burdened by two large bags.
But all this was in vain.
As a course from all university curriculum that puts great emphasis on logic and calculating skills, Zheng Qing couldn't afford to hope that divination class could be mastered just by diligent practice like curse classes, nor could he expect to secure a full final score on this course like talisman classes without the need to study.
All he hoped was that he could achieve an average performance on this course in class, or at worst, he would reluctantly accept a passing score.
However, the vocabulary from the professor's mouth was so difficult.
