When Meng Chao finished answering the question, he gasped a little.
He checked from the top to bottom three times before he chose to hand over his test paper.
At that moment, there was only one hour left for the written test.
The poor-performing students were still typing away with frowns on their faces when they heard screens sliding down ahead of them and someone walking out.
They could only comfort themselves. 'He must be someone who's even worse than me in the tests. He must be in complete despair and have given up completely; otherwise, how could someone actually hand in the test an hour ahead of time when the national college examination is so hard this year?'
Meng Chao walked out of the exam hall and smelled the fragrance from the canteen.
Temporary tents were set up in the field outside. Medical cabins were stuffed full inside them.