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Chapter 954: An Empty Courtyard
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Chapter 954: Chapter 954: An Empty Courtyard

After finally persuading the group of people ahead to leave, Summer Monroe and Holly Holloway reached the back of the crowd at the bulletin board.

However, Holly lost her courage at this moment and covered her eyes, saying, "Sadie, I don’t dare to look... you help me take a look."

"Okay." Summer nodded slightly, borrowed a spot from someone, and moved to the front of the bulletin board.

She scanned quickly and immediately saw Holly ranked sixth.

Summer’s eyes darkened slightly, the smile on her face faded away.

Still... just one rank short.

However, being in sixth place seemed just right.

Summer weighed her thoughts and had already made up her mind.

Just as she was about to turn to bring Holly the good news without the bad, she saw that Holly had already gathered the courage to squeeze into the crowd.

Seeing her rank, her large misty eyes seemed to shatter inside.

points, only three points short of the fifth place.

Three points was merely the distance of one multiple-choice question, yet it destined her to miss out on Britton University’s early admission exam.

In the class, she often ranked sixth in small tests, and this time she thought with Sadie’s help in predicting the exam topics, she could at least make it to fifth, but unexpectedly, it was still sixth.

For a moment, Holly pressed her lips tightly, mist clouding her eyes.

The feeling of using all one’s strength and still being just a step away from success is really awful...

Summer looked at Holly’s expression and couldn’t help but say, "Holly, actually you can still..."

"There’s no need to say more." Holly shook her head, forcing a smile, and said, "You don’t have to comfort me, maybe I’m just destined to be in sixth place."

"It’s not like that, Holly, I was actually trying to say, for the early admission spot..."

"Sadie." Holly interrupted her again, saying, "You really don’t have to comfort me. Even if I got the spot, with my current level, I probably still wouldn’t make it into Britton University. Now that the spot is someone else’s, I actually feel relieved, it’s nice that the spot didn’t get wasted. So you really don’t have to say more, there’s no need to mention it again."

"But..."

"Alright, let’s go to the flea market!" Holly took a deep breath, showing a smile more sorrowful than tears, and said, "I want to taste the dumplings you made, okay?"

Summer found no opportunity to speak and saw that Holly indeed didn’t want to talk about the exam for the time being, so she swallowed her words and nodded, saying, "Okay, let’s go to the playground. My friend should have already delivered the things, I’ll call to check."

"Mm-hmm." Holly nodded, and said, "My dad should be at the school gate too, I’ll go find him. See you at the playground later."

"See you at the playground."

Summer waved her hand, took out her phone, and dialed Cece’s number.

"Hello? Cece, have you arrived at school?"

"I’m already waiting for you at the playground, Miss Monroe."

"Okay, I’ll be there right away."

With that, she stepped toward the playground.

On the other side, after leaving Summer’s sight, Holly immediately found a secluded corner to hug her knees and cry.

The words she just said were to deceive Summer, and also to fool herself.

God knows how much she wanted to use this opportunity to at least visit Britton University.

Even if she couldn’t get in, just to take a look.

Britton University is not open to the public, and ordinarily, people simply cannot enter the school for a visit.

But this opportunity was wholly ruined by her own doing.

She didn’t blame anyone else, only herself for being incompetent.

...

At the playground, the flea market was in full swing.

Just as Mrs. Grant had predicted, her baked goods attracted numerous students as soon as they were laid out.

In contrast, Summer’s stall was not yet fully prepared, and the space in front of it was deserted and quiet.

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