Their preliminary exam wasn't until the afternoon.
At noon, everyone went to have lunch with their heads feeling heavy, and because of the little episode that morning regarding seat-taking, the boys and girls from Beijing City No.1 Middle School decided very amicably to eat lunch together.
Lun Hongxi even felt somewhat honored, "Doesn't this look like we are the guardians of flowers?"
A group consisting of 11 boys and 4 girls did have a certain flair to it.
Zhao Qingheng's desk mate Yao Jincheng didn't miss the opportunity to throw a tease, "I think we look more like we are on a spring outing."
"..."
Well... there wasn't actually anything wrong with that.
After lunch, everyone went their separate ways to their respective homes, which is to say back to their dorms to sleep.
Even for someone like Zhao Qingheng, who likely had spent a fortune to cultivate his genius, this kind of intensive curriculum was making his brain feel inadequate.
