The director of the admissions was a genuine arts students, experiencing for the first time a profound misunderstanding of the phrase "giving one's best effort."
How could this possibly be considered giving one's best effort?
And, seriously, are these even scores a human could achieve?!
Principal Lu couldn't maintain his composure either. His hand trembled continuously as he held his teacup, unable to lift it for quite some time.
After a few seconds, he took a deep breath and managed to calm down slightly, saying, "Hey, could you check if there's something wrong with my arm? Maybe I should see a neurologist about my nervous system..."
Finally regaining his senses, the director of admissions wiped the sweat from his brow and replied, "Principal, I think you're just overexcited..."
His own legs shook uncontrollably as well.
