Chapitre 812: I Want to Hand In My Paper

From the moment the test papers were distributed to the students until they officially began to answer, Teacher He was in high spirits. Watching Su Bing, his expression serious and his pen moving swiftly across the page, she felt a growing disdain. The child was clearly flustered, his composure shattered.

It was to be expected, she thought. Those from the countryside often had a weaker ability to manage their emotions. Looking at the other students, although they initially struggled, they eventually settled down, focusing on the questions and thinking carefully. Unlike Su Bing, who had forgotten to even use his draft paper, scribbling hastily in a state of panic. Did he think that filling up the test paper would earn him some sympathy points? How foolish!