"Oh!" Sheng Ning nodded, catching a glimpse of the principal from the corner of her eye. She noticed his expression was quite odd, whatâs going on?
"I finally understand why we have a half-day off this afternoon. With so many professors here, how could classes continue?"
Indeed, creating and grading the exams required sixty professors, not to mention there were many others standing by the sidelines. I really donât know how the principal and the Education Committee Chairman promoted this, but theyâve managed to create such a big spectacle.
"Timeâs up, Sheng An, please come in."
"Sis, Iâm going." At such a moment, while others were nervous to death, this girl could still laugh so casually.
Sheng Ning nodded, giving a thumbs-up gesture.
Without waiting for them to make way, Anâan had already slipped into the circle from beneath the table.
The surrounding audience burst into laughter.
Anâan made a face and whispered, "Whatâs so funny?"
Su Huaiâan helplessly rubbed his temples, unable to figure out where this silly girlâs intelligence came from.
Yet, Feng Xiaoli and Chen Huaying, unable to perceive the amused atmosphere around them, kept cheering, making even someone as thick-skinned as Qin Yue feel embarrassed.
"Sheng An, please sit, the exam begins." The senior, who had a gentle demeanor, gestured for Anâan to sit in the middle. On her left and right, one person handed over the freshly prepared papers on the left, and when Anâan finished, the senior on the right would take them and give them to the graders.
With the familiar class bell ringing, the crowd of several thousand instantly fell silent.
The freshly prepared exam paper was handed to Anâan. She quickly scanned it with a pen and then started writing at such a speed that it dazzled the eyes.
Moreover, she never seemed to think before writing.
Someone couldnât help but whisper, "Is she just scribbling randomly?"
"Shut up!"
Those who enter a top school all have real talent and knowledge. Whether sheâs scribbling or not can be seen from the expressions of the two seniors beside her.
The seniors stood on her left and right, their faces serious, watching as Anâanâs eyes widened at her exam papers. One almost lost control and nearly shouted, afraid their voice would disturb her focus.
Anâan, in her concentration, had a magical quality that made the whole world revolve around her. This magic infected those around her, compelling them to focus on her.
Even the slightest noise felt like a tremendous mistake.
"Next one." Anâan raised her hand, prompting the stunned senior to quickly take away what had already been done, while the other senior immediately snapped back to reality and handed her a blank sheet.
With the second paper laid out, Anâan took her pen and wrote rapidly. Her handwriting might have been ordinary, but the speed at which she wrote was so dazzling it completely made up for any lack of neatness.
The first professor to receive Anâanâs paper was one of the schoolâs renowned professors, specializing in aeronautical engineering. To put it plainly, he was someone who designed airplanes; he had also set this exam.
The paper mainly involved knowledge of mechanical engineering theory. Seeing the smooth but messy handwriting, his eyebrows furrowed. Remembering that this girl had finished in just ten minutes, his brows relaxed.
Usually, students take an hour for this exam paper.
"How is it? How is it? Did she scribble?" Many professors, yet to receive their papers, gathered around. Even though they all knew both the doctors were reliable and wouldnât stop it unless it was nonsense.
But without seeing it firsthand, they couldnât believe someone could achieve this.