[Su Ming'an: ...wait, I haven't finished writing.]
[Lv Shu: Okay, send it to me once you're done.]
...
The bullet chat was already dying of laughter:
[Good fellow, I simply must exclaim, good fellow!]
[Every country's player instances are different, Eni Edward and others are charging through gunfire, yet here in our country, we truly have a unique painting style—Number One Player and Rank Four Player joining forces to copy homework, what a move!]
[Traditional artistry, traditional artistry.]
[I'm filled with nostalgia and a bit teary, reminiscing about the days before the game began...]
[Ming'an, the old student, I want to see the days when Ming'an was an honest student...]
...
Su Ming'an finished writing the math paper, then started on English, followed by Chinese reading... When he saw the physics problems, he was stunned. When he pulled out another book, he then saw chemistry.
He put down his pen.
