"Everyone, please take your seats, answer your own questions, no looking around, and place your student ID on the top left corner for me to check later."
A quick scan showed that the multiple-choice questions were quite simple, and I had a basic impression of the three essay questions that followed.
Of course, it was just a vague impression.
Jiang Shuyao geared herself up and began to answer the questions.
She wasn't aiming high, scoring eighty would be enough.
In terms of political and ideological comprehension, despite being a top scholar, she truly found herself in a tight spot.
Time flew by, and as Jiang Shuyao finished reading the first discussion question, she inadvertently glanced to the side and her eyes widened slightly.
What on earth was he doing?
Sleeping!
Even if you're resigned to failure, you should at least guess a few answers.
Suddenly, Jiang Shuyao realized, he couldn't be planning to wait for her to finish and then...
