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As Zhang Yifan walked back, Shen Zhiyi's words were still echoing in his mind.

"I'll let you know when the results come out."

Which university is she going to attend?

With her grades, she could easily choose between Tsinghua and Peking University.

But she insisted on waiting until his results came out before making a decision.

Is this some kind of hint to him?

Wherever you go, I'll go.

When Zhang Yifan thought of this, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, but he quickly suppressed it.

When he returned to the classroom door, he found a group of people gathered inside.

The tightly packed circle, three layers deep, resembled the scene of someone losing their meal card while queuing in the cafeteria.

Someone was wailing in the middle, the sound muffled, as if the face was buried in the desk, the last syllable dragged out and sounded miserable, like a pig being slaughtered.

Zhang Yifan walked in, pushed through the crowd, and peeked inside.

Guo Hao sat in the middle, his hands holding his head, his face buried in the desk, his shoulders twitching.

Zhang Yifan was stunned for a moment.

That poor kid downstairs who yelled "Damn it, where's my exam admission ticket?"... could it be Guo Hao?

Zong Wen squeezed out of the crowd, put his hand on Zhang Yifan's shoulder and took a breath, obviously still catching his breath from laughing too hard.

Zhang Yifan asked, "What happened to Guo Hao? Did he tear up his exam admission ticket and throw it down?"

Zong Wen shook his head.

"That's alright then," Zhang Yifan said. "What could be more heartbreaking than losing your exam admission ticket?"

Zong Wen's expression suddenly became very strange.

He opened his mouth, then closed it, then opened it again, finally saying in a tone that was trying hard to suppress but couldn't quite contain his laughter, "There really is."

Zhang Yifan's curiosity was piqued.

He knew Guo Hao well; his mental fortitude wasn't bad. Last time, when he couldn't solve the last big math problem in the joint exam, he just sighed and passed.

Something that could make him cry like this in front of the whole class must be no small matter.

"What exactly happened?"

"Guo Hao gave his application password to his mother and asked her to apply for the exam for him."

Zhang Yifan didn't understand.

"What's wrong with that? It's not convenient to have internet access at school, so isn't it normal to ask your parents to help you?"

Zong Wen took a deep breath.

"That's where the problem lies. Guo Hao studied physics for three years."

He paused, took a breath, and managed to suppress his laughter.

"His mom taught him geography instead! Hahahaha!!!!"

Zhang Yifan fell silent.

"When we were looking at the exam venue just now, we took his admission ticket and saw that it said 'Geography' on it."

Several people checked it and thought it was a printing error, but when they checked the registration system on his phone, they found that it was his mother who had made the selection.

The physics word for "thing" and the geography word for "place" were next to each other in the registration system. His mother's hand slipped, and three years of hard work were wasted.

Zhang Yifan opened his mouth, wanting to say something comforting, but found himself at a loss for words.

How can I comfort them?

He studied physics for three years, more than two thousand hours, but his mother accidentally switched him to geography.

geography!

Atmospheric circulation, plate tectonics, ocean current distribution, monsoon climate, karst landforms.

This is more than just a word different from physics; it's a whole world away.

Physics studies the laws of the universe, while geography studies the Earth's surface.

One is looking up at the stars, the other is digging in the mud.

Zhang Yifan suddenly realized that the guy downstairs who shouted "I lost my exam admission ticket" wasn't so bad after all.

You can get a replacement exam admission ticket if you lose it, but no one can replace a ticket if you chose the wrong subject.

Guo Hao, who was in the middle of the crowd, made a move.

He slowly straightened up, his face covered in tears, his eyes swollen and red like two walnuts.

He wiped his face with his sleeve, took out his phone, tapped the screen several times, and dialed a number.

The classroom fell silent instantly.

Everyone was watching him. Some were trying not to laugh, some were putting their fists in their mouths, and some were covering their faces with textbooks, leaving only their eyes showing.

Guo Hao held the phone to his ear and waited a moment before the other end answered.

"mom."

"Hey, eldest son, what's wrong? Isn't it the college entrance exam tomorrow? Why are you calling your mother at this hour?"

Guo Hao's voice was unusually calm: "Mom, did you look at it carefully when you registered me?"

"Of course I looked at it carefully. Mom checked it for you item by item. I even printed out your exam admission ticket. What's wrong, eldest son?"

Guo Hao's composure shattered.

He practically yelled, "Don't you know I study physics?! You registered me for geography!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

That silence wasn't the guilt of being exposed; it was a silence of trying to recall exactly what one had done.

It lasted for about five seconds, and then Guo Hao's mother's voice rang out again.

The confidence from before was gone, replaced by a hint of unease.

"Oh dear, physics and geography are only one word apart, they're practically the same... Study hard these next few days, and Mom believes you can do well on the geography test too! Go for it, my eldest son."

She paused.

"Ahem... Mom has something to do here, I'll hang up now."

beep - beep - beep -

The phone hangs up.

The classroom was silent for a full three seconds.

Then it exploded.

Zongwen was the first to laugh out loud, and then the whole class laughed.

Some people were banging on the table, some were sliding off their chairs, and some were laughing so hard that tears were streaming down their faces.

Guo Hao put his phone on the table, looked down at it, then looked up at his classmates who were laughing all around him, and then looked at the admission ticket on the table that said "Geography".

He didn't know whether he should be happy to have such a carefree mother or angry.

But damn it, he studied physics for three years, and now he has to take the geography exam.

He didn't even know what a geography textbook looked like.

His only knowledge related to geography came from the "Animal World" documentary his geography teacher showed in class when he was in the first year of high school. He only remembered that wildebeest migrate a long way.

He used to think wildebeests had a tough time, but now he feels he has a tougher time than wildebeests.

No! It's just bad luck!!!

Guo Hao buried his face back in his desk, letting out a muffled groan: "Registration is something you have to do yourself! Even your closest relatives could betray you! The password absolutely cannot be revealed! Absolutely not!"

His voice echoed in the classroom like an alarm bell, a death knell, and like his mother's casual "almost, almost."

Zhang Yifan stepped forward and patted Guo Hao on the shoulder.

Guo Hao looked up at him, her eyes filled with tears and a hint of expectation.

Brother Fan is usually very resourceful; he might have some ideas.

"Please accept my condolences, brother. I can help you borrow some geography notes, do you want them?"

Guo Hao stared at him for a long time.

"What the hell! I'll repeat a year."

He buried his head again, his voice muffled from his arms, tinged with sobs, despair, and the deepest resentment towards the discipline of geography.

"I hate geography! I hate monsoons! I hate karst topography!"