บท 813: An Almost Perfect Score

Su Bing turned around, his voice icy as he retorted, "So, teacher, you're saying that if I can achieve this year's passing score, I can hand in my paper, correct?"

Upon seeing Su Bing halt in his tracks, Teacher He scoffed, "Of course. Surely you don't expect me to stand by and watch you disgrace our school during my tenure as team leader. Are you sure you can even reach the passing score? Don't blame me for not giving you a chance. Go back now and continue answering the questions, or I will definitely report to the school and revoke your competition eligibility."