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Chapter 91: The Prelude to Face Slapping

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Chapter 91: The Prelude to Face Slapping

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“I don’t deserve to be Chinese! Really! When characters are written individually, I understand them. But when characters are paired, I no longer understand what they mean!”

“This is the first time I left so many questions blank for literature! I didn’t even know how to guess!”

“I have no hope of getting into university. It doesn’t matter what I score. As long as I graduate high school, I’m good!”

“I miss Jingjing. Don’t ask me who Jingjing is.”

“What did you choose for question 1?”

“...”

A group of students were so loud and chaotic that the roof was about to be blown off.

There were some people slamming the tables, some asking for consolation, some looking for answers, and some giving up on themselves...

But more than ever, there were complaints over the difficulty of the exam.

Lou Chen tapped on Qiao Qing’s back, “Qingqing, how did you do?”

Qiao Qing turned around to find his violently bitter face.

She spun her pen in her hand and said camly, “It was alright.”

Luo Chen said, “I feel like I have wasted all that time reviewing. As I answered, I started to blank out. That classical passage question – I read it over three times and understood nothing!”

Qiao Qing hesitated then unskillfully comforted him, “It’s okay. There are three more subjects.”

Reality proved that it would’ve been better if she had said nothing.

When it was time for math that afternoon, the atmosphere turned even heavier.

Some students could not figure out anything and handed in blank exams.

One of the supervisor teachers there was a math teacher. The majority of the tests he peeked at were blank.

When he got to Qiao Qing, he suddenly stopped his steps.

Staring at her exam solution sheet for a long while, he then gawked at Qiao Qing’s face in shock.

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After math was finished, Yang Lianfeng came to this exam center.

Here, he saw Zhang Dejun holding a stack of exams with a face full of sweat. Yang Lianfeng’s heart dropped.

“Mr. Zhang, how were the math questions? Were they hard also?”

Zhang Dejun wiped sweat off his face and sighed, “I don’t even want to talk about it. I’ve taught math for so many years and I’ve never seen a harder exam.”

“When I distributed the exams, I looked at the time and decided to solve this exam with the kids and treat it like an exam.”

“In the end, I found myself completely lost over some of these questions. For some of these, I thought I had a good idea, but as I worked through them, issues came up.”

“In the end, I roughly compared my answers to the solution guide. I think I only scored around 126.”

Yang Lianfeng frowned and his expression turned ugly.

It should be noted that Zhang Dejun was the leader in the math department and was one of the best math teacher in the City of Brisk.

If even he was saying this, then the students...

As he thought about it, Zhang Dejun said, “Mr. Yang, aren’t the questions too much on this exam? What if the students lose all their confidence?”

“I just saw a really good student from our class crying after the exam.”

Yang Lianfeng’s face looked a little stiff, “Let’s see what happens with comprehensive science and English first.”

The next day, there was science in the morning and English in the afternoon.

After the literature exam, students disappeared during every subject.

When it was time for English, it became noticeable how many students were skipping the exam.

By the time the bell rang after all the exams were done, almost everyone looked like a beat up eggplant.

Luo Chen hit his head against the wall and cursed, “Qingqing, I feel like I’m flying. Really.”

Qiao Qing glared at him and said nothing.

“Qingqing, are you always this calm? I was like you before. But after I decided to start caring about grades, I started to get nervous. Do you have no plans to score well?”

Qiao Qing shook her head. “That’s not it.”

Luo Chen, “I knew it. You are not at all as calm as you are acting!’

Qiao Qing, “...”

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