"Let's just leave it to luck. I'll do my best," Chen Shu replied.

He wasn't too concerned about the Senior Year Special Training Class. It would be great if he got in, but it didn't matter if he didn't, since he had the system.

"Mom, Dad, why don't you care about my grades?" Zhang Dali complained from the side.

I'm your son, aren't I? My final exams are over, and you don't have any expectations?