Jing Yunzhao did not stop writing after she started writing, but she suddenly quieted down. Everyone was curious.
Could it be that he couldn't write it?
For some reason, everyone was looking forward to what Jing Yunzhao had written on the paper.
Sun Yan's hands trembled as her thoughts ran wild. At this moment, Ji Shanshan was about to explode."Why did she stop? Hurry up and write! It's not time yet!"
"I think she's done writing, right?" Tong Yan said uncertainly.
Jing Yunzhao put down her pen, put the cap back on, and tidied up the things in her hands. She then sat down in front of the table quietly without looking around. She even seemed to be enjoying herself as she waited.
Her attitude made it even more difficult for others to judge.
A minute passed very quickly, but it was torture for Sun Yan. The weather in December was already a little cold, and her hands were a little clumsy under her nervousness.