They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 522

Chapter 522: Third Major Exam Begins

Then she sighed and leaned against the seat, her voice softer now.

"So if Carl was the one who set those exam questions... I believe it. With all my heart. That man could smile sweetly and hand you a loaded minefield like it’s candy."

"That is... oddly accurate," Nnenna muttered.

Ava scoffed. "And don’t even get me started on our own paper. It was not exactly a free ride either. I expected that much, since Carl’s our lecturer, but still..."

She shook her head dramatically.

"I felt like I was walking a tightrope over lava while being judged by a panel of eagles. One wrong move, and boom, flames."

Nnenna grinned. "Sounds about right."

Their chatter continued all the way home, the weight of the exams lifting a little more with every laugh.

"You should go and rest," Ava said firmly as they stepped into the main corridor of the estate. "You haven’t fully recovered yet. So take today and the one day break tomorrow to rest properly."

She gave Nnenna a half glare, half hug kind of look, the kind only a concerned best friend could pull off.

"The next exams are for the two talents," she continued with a groan. "And I still need to work on mine."

nodded, and they both

expected. And

one’s dance studio, only to find it bursting with people, all of them practicing frantic last minute routines. The tension in the

muttered, adjusting her ponytail as someone nearly elbowed her mid spin. "Let’s go somewhere less

buzzing studio and made their way across the wide school fields, the open sky above offering a breath of

on the grass as they walked, their shoes

one or any other year, each person will perform for three minutes. The five judges will each score you out of

tone was calm, but beneath it was the unmistakable tension of someone trying to steady

continued. "Scores from seventy and above get you an A, sixty to sixty nine is a B, fifty to fifty nine is a C, and anything below that..." she exhaled slowly, "is

fell quiet for

all the year two and year three moves in the curriculum. You’ve shown great progress, so you’ll be fine. These judges aren’t looking

looked from face to face, as if willing

your talent speak for

was slipping fast. The signal bell for talent contestants

go," Hannah said, tucking her

walking back toward the competition grounds,

was

and echoing like a coliseum built for champions. It stretched wider than most stadiums, with high arched ceilings crisscrossed by elegant beams of seemingly enchanted crystal lights that shimmered softly in

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