When Zhang Wei woke up, it was already time to hand in the test papers. Half of the math problems he attempted were left unfinished. Even if all the ones he completed were correct, it would still be impossible to pass.
He knew that he had bombed this mock exam.
After the proctor collected the test papers, four hangers-on approached. Li Qiang asked curiously, "Wei, didn't you take a nap this afternoon? Why do you still look so tired?"
"Maybe it's because I haven't slept well these past few days, I need to catch up."
Zhang Wei felt that his current exhaustion was probably due to not sleeping well in the previous days.
He knew that he had bombed the first two subjects, but tomorrow's Literature and English were his strengths. He hoped to do well in those two subjects.
As he left the classroom with the four of them, Zhang Wei wiped his eyes. He thought he really needed a good sleep after dinner.