Even if Sun Mo didn't see Hua Jianmu's constipated expression, he knew that Hua Jianmu wouldn't listen to his words.
This wasn't just a problem with students, but it was the same with all people. After all, no one liked to be preached unless they were masochists.
"Goodbye!"
Sun Mo wasn't Hua Jianmu's father. It was enough for him to say this much.
"Sun Mo was it?"
Hua Jianmu repeated this name and headed toward the school gate. He was going to wait for his teacher there and give her a surprise.
As the examination continued, examinees walked out incessantly. Some of them looked spirited while others looked dejected.
"Tsk, there isn't a single worthy person!"
Hua Jianmu looked at those people and couldn't help but wear a contemptuous gaze. However, at the thought of Sun Mo, his expression stiffened up.
"Alright, Sun Mo can be considered someone worthy!"
