When the number of applicants for graduate school was displayed, examinees from major medical universities collectively gasped.
"The college entrance exam was already like crossing a single-log bridge with tens of thousands of people. Back in the day, I had to kick away the front desk, eliminate the back desk, and repel competitors on both sides to succeed."
"But now? Never thought that a one-in-four chance back then would now seem like a high probability!"
"Looks like even if I take out all my classmates, I still wouldn't get a spot. This is so ridiculous—"
Tang Shu once again received the resentful gazes from her fellow students of the same cohort, and felt utterly distraught. Who knew idols could have such an effect? It seems that the school leadership is the only one who appreciates her now.
"Should I start hiding a bit these days?"
She couldn't shake off the feeling of a looming risk of getting ambushed.
