Tang Weixing looked at Luo Di, gasping for breath with anger.
"Oh, Dean Tang, if you think about it, everyone can see that the questions are difficult, they definitely won't say much!"
Luo Di stood beside Tang Weixing, trying to console him.
Upon hearing Luo Di's words, Guo Weixing couldn't help but burst into a mocking laugh. He said to Luo Di, "Xiao Luo, you don't know, who cares if your questions are difficult or not? They just look at your pass rate, a low pass rate, and they'll think your school is trash! Why else do you think I'm so angry!"
Tang Weixing's words filled Luo Di with helplessness, as he stood there, heaving a deep sigh.
"I just don't understand, why does this have to happen during my time as dean! What are they at Huaxia Medical College trying to do! This is clearly playing dirty tricks!"
