Su Nanzhi walked in and sat at her desk, resting her head on her hands as she continued to catch up on sleep, her posture so relaxed that she didn't seem like she was there to compete but rather to kill time.
The invigilator frowned, convinced that she was one of those students from Beijing City No.1 Middle School who just came to make up the numbers.
Are students from First Middle School really this bad now?
First Middle School was truly being wronged.
Su Nanzhi was really second to none when it came to tarnishing her own school's reputation.
It wasn't until the exam papers were handed out that Su Nanzhi finally opened her eyes to look at the question sheet and answer sheet on the desk.
There weren't actually many questions on the test paper.
But the fewer the questions, the more unsettling it felt.
As everyone knows, competition questions are the kind where you might spend an hour and still have no clue.
And the process of solving them is both complicated and lengthy.
