Zhuo Jinman, seeing the unfamiliar man's head suddenly draw near, felt a hint of disgust. She lifted the afternoon's exam paper and said, "Do you see, Jiang Zhe? There's no score for you on the afternoon's exam. Even if you scored full marks in the morning, combined with the afternoon's results, you still fail. This is the answer from the Medical Alliance Academy of the Beicheng Continent."
The exam paper was displayed on the screen, clearly visible to Jiang Zhe.
And clearly visible to everyone in front of the screen.
"Miss Zhuo, may I ask why the exam paper in your hand from the afternoon is different from that of other candidates?" Jiang Zhe asked.
Zhuo Jinman took a glance at it and replied, "Jiang Zhe, if you can't accept your own score, there's no need to look for excuses. Every student's exam paper is, of course, the same. The Beicheng Continent understands the principle of equal treatment better than you. Openness, fairness, and justice are our consistent strategies."
