Chapter 26

  Huang Lingyun had always wanted to get a first-class scholarship, but just in her class alone, there was Yu Yi, the top scorer of the city's high school entrance exam, and next door, there was an even more powerful one. The two stably occupied the throne of the first prize, and she couldn't surpass them no matter what. Originally, when Chen Huaicheng and Xu Libing were gossiping, she had already thrown down her notebook and frowned, but Xu Libing went to take a bath and wash clothes, so she didn't make a fuss.

  When Chen Huaiwen took out the book, Huang Lingyun was surprised, "You really want to take the English level 8 exam?"

  "Uh, can only take the exam next year"

  But now it's time to start reading."

  "Aren't you going to get a double degree? Why bother taking this exam?" Huang Lingyun had just passed the College English Test Band 4 last semester, with a score close to excellent but still only passing. She also knew that Chen Hui was the only one in their class who took the Band 6 test ahead of time and got an excellent grade. But they were law majors, why were they working so hard on English?

  "Academic qualifications only prove that I passed the school exams, but this is a level 8 qualification, and it's like the judicial exam we may encounter in the future, which proves that you have this ability."

  Huang Lingyun stared at this opponent who didn't take him seriously, "Judicial examination? Do you have any news?"

  "No, I don't know the specific time, but I saw a lot of discussions and suggestions in high school, this is definitely going to happen sooner or later. The bar exam is too easy, not to mention it's far behind those in Europe, America, and Japan, we should have a more... authoritative exam as a qualification exam for the judiciary. Chen Haosheng's old habit again, when encountering professionals or people with interests, he always talks about everything without thinking about how others will view him."

  Huang Lingyun was stunned for a moment, nodded, "Mm, you're right, I should also get prepared."

  Chen Hua Sheng suddenly regretted. She had spoken too quickly just now, and outsiders wouldn't have noticed anything, but her fellow students in the same profession were not fools, and they would definitely have a different reaction.

  But anyway, what's the point of saying it? In her previous life, until she was on her deathbed, she still harbored some humiliating and resentful past events, which made her heart even more unbearable...

  After finishing the report, Chen Hui-cheng started running towards the library. Unexpectedly, Huang Ling-yun also went there. However, their destinations were different.

  Chen Haotian started looking for the highest court's judgments handed down this year, reading them one by one, taking notes, and spending a little money to photocopy the particularly good ones.

  When she went out to fetch hot water and use the toilet, she ran into Pang Hua. They nodded at each other, he returned to the natural science reading room, and she returned to the social sciences reading room.

  In the second year, the pressure of professional courses suddenly increased. It's not like the massive homework in middle school, but rather the number of compulsory and elective courses has increased, while the class hours have decreased. Moreover, the report assignments given by teachers are quite time-consuming, making it actually more difficult to get by than the first year which mainly consisted of general and foundational courses.

  Especially for minors in English, it is actually translation rather than pure literature, which coincides with the intention of most minor students.

  It's only been two months and a lot of students have automatically dropped out, the tiered classroom is noticeably emptier, I estimate that next semester will uniformly switch to ordinary classrooms.

  Chen Huasheng rarely skips class, unless something really comes up. But she's not one to seek the spotlight, and besides, she really lacks common language with a group of young kids, so she's almost silent.

  "Everyone, the mid-term exam for this class is a Chinese ancient poem, a Xinhua News Agency news article, and two translations. Don't forget to write down the original text as well." The young lecturer who had just started teaching at F University thought that his proposal would surely shock the students. Unexpectedly, every student in the class had experienced brilliant middle school or high school days, and various strange exam questions were nothing new to them, so this kind of exam content couldn't intimidate them.

  "Teacher, is there a requirement for ancient poetry?" asked a student in the first row.

  "......Nothing."

  "Teacher, is it necessary to print or can I write by hand?"

  "......all can."

  "Teacher, do we need to photocopy that news article from the newspaper?" Chen Hui asked more practically.

  "...can be photocopied, written on, all are possible"

  Alright, doubts are gone. Everyone leaves after class, leaving only the young lecturer sighing about the uncertainty of his future.

  It's okay, this kind of exam is also easy, it can be solved in two days.

  Chen Haotian now misses search engines and online dictionaries more than ever. But it's still better to do the homework himself.

  She chose a book that she used to laugh at, but now has some insights into "It's hard to meet and part".

  A short poem is simple, but to have a score above medium is very difficult. The length and difficulty of this poem are just passable, so it was chosen as the mid-term exam assignment, and there is absolutely no plagiarism. But it's not good enough, the most obvious being that the rhyme is almost non-existent.

  (Original work by the author, non-standard English translation)

  Chen Huaisheng neatly wrote out the Chinese and English versions and then photocopied a copy for himself.

  It's a good thing I didn't choose English language and literature at first, otherwise my little literary cells might have been scattered, not to mention the scholarship.

  "Are you doing your supplementary English homework?" Lian Xiangyu picked up the original document, looking thoughtful.

  "Okay, add one more Chinese news article translation, and it's considered a mid-term exam."

  "You can choose international economic law or something like that later. Really, even translation, professional legal translation is very popular." Lian Xiangyu said with some envy.

  "Translating something is not easier than writing a lawsuit." Chen Huaicheng smiled wryly.

  "I know. Like many of Foucault's works, no one even translates them. The teacher also suggested that we read the original text directly. If not, reading the English version is fine too."

  "Wow! That's too profound. Are you going to learn French? It's great."

  "I can't even understand the English version!"

  "Why don't you just study French diligently and make progress! Hmm, studying German is also great. I admire Engels a lot. If you master German and pass the German C1 exam, you can apply for a PhD in Germany. Even if you can't stay there, it will broaden your horizons and give you an experience to remember for a lifetime."

  "…You, a law student taking the English level 8 exam! You think learning a foreign language is that easy?...I won't talk to you about it."

  "What's wrong with us? We are students of a top-tier university, not some unknown small school. If we say it out loud, it won't be much different from what students of HKU, PKU or THU would say. We can't just say something is impossible or can't be done."

  Lian Xiangyu blinked her eyes, stared blankly for a moment, and then nodded silently.

  Huang Lingyun and Xu Libing both remained silent, but they were definitely listening.

  Chen Huaizhong didn't care what others thought or said, and after saying he was done playing, he tidied up the things he needed to bring that night, put on his windbreaker, hugged his Oxford dictionary, and went to the newspaper reading room to find news articles.