The invigilator was tortured by Qin Sheng, and it took him a long time to recover.
With his hands behind his back, he walked around the classroom. Seeing that all the students were calculating the answers with sweat all over their heads, the invigilator finally regained some confidence. This was the normal phenomenon.
Only when the bell rang at the end of the exam did Lu Ming put down the exam paper. He was stuck halfway through writing the last question.
Qin Churou was good at Chinese and math, but not science. She still had forty points left to do this time.
When everyone left the exam room, they were all very depressed. It was obvious that they had been hit.
Qin Churou was even more depressed. Her palms were sweating.
She had prepared well for the exam this time. She had been confident about getting third place, but now, she could imagine that there was no hope.
