"Also, if you can't get your graduation certificates, then don't go, you can't be a temp for life."
Kong Dehong and Kong Menglin both lowered their heads and said nothing.
Kong Menglin was a bit scared now; ever since she found out she had a job, she hadn't looked at her books. If she really couldn't get her graduation certificate, she guessed Dad would definitely not let her go to the county.
That evening she began burning the midnight oil, with less than ten days left, she had to hurry up.
Kong Dehong's grades have always been average. He wasn't as vain as Kong Menglin, and he remained his usual self, so he wasn't worried about not getting his graduation certificate.
Kong Menglin's frivolous heart settled down now.
On the eighth, after leaving the examination room, she felt like she had shed a layer of skin; it was so difficult.
But now she's about to head to the county, it's worth it, she's finally relieved.
