Huang Lei knew that those of her generation who had passed the university entrance exam must have really loved studying, or in the terms of later generations, they were absolutely, positively "rolling in the books."
Absolutely rolling in the books.
But what she hadn't expected was that the eight people in her dormitory were indeed fiercely studious to a frightening extent.
Some would get up at just past six in the morning to go downstairs and revise their lessons, and they wouldn't come back to the dorm until lights out in the evening.
Even more terrifying was that some would sit in the hallway reading under the dim light even after the lights-out bell had rung.
If there were a library or classroom with lights on 24/7, Huang Lei believed that countless people would choose to stay there.
Including Zhang Xia, who had brought the same level of earnestness that she had had for the college entrance exam into her current studies.
