A sudden test would surely have been met with complaints among regular classes.
But the contestants in this classroom simply accepted it calmly, buzzing briefly before quieting down.
Zhang Tao silently scanned the crowd, reading a lot of confidence and anticipation in many people's eyes.
But when her gaze landed on a burly man in a leather jacket at the back, she couldn't quite read him.
It was no longer anticipation; it was fanaticism.
Zhang Tao couldn't help but wonder if this student, here for an idol training session, had come to the wrong place?
Never mind, she would address it when handing out the papers according to the name list.
Zhang Tao glanced at her watch and then announced,
"Alright, everyone prepare for ten minutes, and space out the seats, sitting at least two empty seats apart from one another."
