Now was not the time for talking. Meng Chuyue handed Shen Ci his admission ticket, a set of stationery, and draft paper, then passed him a white teacup. "Drink some water."
"Um," Shen Ci said, indeed thirsty.
He twisted open the bottle cap, took a sip of the tea-colored water, and his eyes brightened, "What did you put in this? Why is it so tasty?"
And the taste lingered in his mouth after he finished.
"This is a kind of herbal tea that refreshes the mind. The ingredients are quite varied, and if you're interested, I can sell you the recipe later, but let's not talk about this now. The exam is about to start."
Shen Ci nodded, clutching his things and striding towards Examination Room 8.
Neither of them noticed the jealous and resentful eyes that were fixed on them from Examination Room 5.
Meng Chuyue had just settled into her seat when the bell rang, and to her surprise, she was not the last one to enter; two boys rushed in right at the bell.
