The instructors looked at each other, and the biology instructor whispered, "Could this kid have come prepared?"
"I don't believe he can score perfect marks on all of them!" the math instructor said through clenched teeth.
"But there's a trap here, maybe he peeked at the papers we issued before and memorized the answers, intentionally coming here to disgust us," the biology instructor said, "So we shouldn't test him with old papers. Don't all of you have some killer questions up your sleeves?"
The others caught on: "You're really thoughtful, let's use a new paper to prevent him from having seen the questions."
At this moment, Mountain Chief Li Liheng was the most relaxed one. He taught politics and history, and this dispute among the new and old instructors didn't affect him at all.
But for some reason, as he looked at Qing Chen's expression, he suddenly felt that the young man possessed an unrivaled confidence, although he didn't know where Qing Chen's confidence came from.
