CHAPTER 654: CHAPTER 356:

Fang Cheng slightly shook his head.

This was the result of deliberately controlling his speed in pursuit of neat handwriting.

If he didn’t care about the tidiness of the paper and wrote in cursive, the time could be reduced by half at least.

Of course, handing in the exam this early would be quite extraordinary.

Fang Cheng decided to wait a little longer.

He picked up a pen, spinning it between his fingers, eyes slightly narrowed.

Pretending to check his answers, his mind was already wandering out the window.

Fang Cheng applied for the graduate program in Criminal Law at East Capital University, under the category of Master of Laws (LL.M.).

This is different from the Master of Law (J.M.), which emphasizes practical application.

The Master of Laws focuses more on theoretical depth, cultivating top-notch academic research talents, with a high demand for thesis writing skills.

Therefore, the exam content largely consists of open-ended essay questions and case studies, often involving sensitive topics that question existing legal systems.

The scoring for these kinds of questions is influenced by the personal academic views of the grading teacher, being quite subjective.

Getting a perfect score is unrealistic.

But Fang Cheng was confident that, given the quality of his answers, achieving the top score should be as easy as taking something out of a pocket.

The morning’s foreign language oral test and translation were already tackled with ease; now only awaiting tomorrow’s professional interview.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng even started to imagine his future life.

After graduating with a master’s degree, teaching at the university with excellent grades and a few weighty papers shouldn’t be difficult.

By then, he’d be a role model by day, teaching students and writing articles, imparting knowledge within the ivory tower.

At night, he would don a mask, become a night avenger, cleaning up scum in the darkness, earning some extra income.

Two completely different lives; it was quite thrilling to think about.

The invigilator’s gaze occasionally drifted over from the podium, with a still strange look.

With Fang Cheng’s keen perception, he could clearly detect this.

He glanced again at the clock; the hands were almost pointing to two o’clock.

He’d been idly daydreaming here for nearly half an hour.

Forget it, let’s submit, they’re waiting outside.

Fang Cheng muttered to himself and then stood up, taking his paper up to the podium.

His action immediately attracted the attention of all the examinees.

Their gazes gathered, filled with shock, confusion, and even a hint of disdain.

"So fast? Must have given up because he couldn’t do it."

"Just putting on an act, seeking attention..."

The thoughts running through their minds were quite exciting.

The invigilator took the paper, also giving Fang Cheng a complex look.

Ultimately, just nodded without saying much.

Fang Cheng didn’t mind the looks from others, and walked straight out of the classroom.

It was Sunday; the area around the teaching building was sparsely populated and exceedingly quiet.

Walking on the tree-lined campus paths, it really felt like a return to his college days.

As Fang Cheng stepped out of the school gates, he saw a number of parents waiting outside for the examinees.

His eyes scanned over quickly and locked onto a black SUV parked by the roadside.

The brand new "Range Rover" gleamed impressively in the sunlight, with several people standing beside it.

His mother, Li Biyun, his uncle, Li Dingjian.

Then there was Zhou Xiumei, holding the hand of a little girl in a blue school uniform, none other than Wen Xin.

A burly man, as robust as a bear, was hiding behind the car, smoking; he was Ma Donghe.

"Brother! Brother! We’re here!"

Wen Xin, with sharp eyes, was the first to spot him, immediately releasing Zhou Xiumei’s hand, waving her arms vigorously, and cheerfully shouting.

Zhou Xiumei’s face instantly spread a gentle smile, her bright eyes seemingly filled with light, just quietly watching him come over.

Seeing Fang Cheng come out, Li Biyun and Li Dingjian also came up with smiling faces.

Hearing the shout, Ma Donghe immediately threw the half-smoked cigarette on the ground, smashing it fiercely with his toe.

Fang Cheng smiled and walked over.

But he felt a bit helpless in his heart.

So many people, such a grand occasion, even more ceremonious than when he took his college entrance examination years ago.

"Chengcheng, so fast, how did it go? Were the questions hard?"

Li Biyun came forward, holding her son’s hand, asking with full concern.

"Not bad, pretty smooth, I answered all the questions, finished in just an hour."

Fang Cheng replied easily.

"I knew it, with my nephew taking part, nothing to worry about."

Li Dingjian, full of pride, gestured grandly and said with heroic spirit,

"Let’s go, tonight it’s on your uncle, to the best Wangjiang Building Hotel in East Capital, to celebrate in advance for our future great professor!"

"Uncle, the interview hasn’t taken place yet."

Fang Cheng said, somewhat wryly.

"What does that matter!"

Li Dingjian insisted.

Seeing his determination, Zhou Xiumei quickly waved her hand, saying a bit shyly,

"Uncle Li, I just came to have a look at Fang Cheng, I shouldn’t join..."

"That won’t do."

Li Dingjian immediately cut her off, his tone irrefutable, looking at Zhou Xiumei, a face full of enthusiastic smiles,

"Today we have everyone together, let’s treat it as a family gathering, you must come."

Hearing the words "family gathering," Zhou Xiumei’s cheeks instantly flushed with a layer of red.

She lowered her head, said nothing more, silently agreeing.

Before Fang Cheng could decline, Ma Donghe had already snatched the car keys from his hand, saying casually,

"That’s great, I’ll be the driver tonight, you all drink to your fill, Fang Cheng, your new car is really cool, let me have a go!"

He finished, then opened the driver’s door himself.

Fang Cheng could only watch them go, a bit helplessly.