"Classmate, what's your name?"
The proctors had barely collected the essays when one contestant couldn't help asking.
Another contestant leaned over. "Classmate, what did you write? Those two proctors stood beside you the whole time, watching."
In the blink of an eye, Chen Guiliang was surrounded.
Milan and Luo Jin, who had come by train with him, silently walked to the entrance of the exam room.
There were too many people around Chen Guiliang, and they couldn't be bothered to squeeze in.
"Chen Guiliang is definitely going to win first prize, right?" Luo Jin said.
Milan nodded. "The proctors stood there for so long. It must have been exceptionally good—good enough to reach the level of Han Han's Peering Through a Cup."
Luo Jin muttered, "There are only a little over twenty first-prize slots in Group A. Now there's one fewer."
"What are you talking about?"
Chen Xiaoping came over from the neighboring exam room, followed by Lei Yujie and Li Zhen. All three were from Dafo City and were constantly together.
Luo Jin pointed inside. "Chen Guiliang got surrounded."
"What happened to him?" Lei Yujie asked.
Milan explained, "Halfway through the exam, two proctors stopped beside Chen Guiliang and didn't move. They stayed there watching him write his essay. When they collected the papers, they even put his essay on top."
"He's probably getting first prize!" Lei Yujie cried.
The girl who had come with them asked, "Who's Chen Guiliang?"
"Chen Guiliang is a contestant from Sichuan Province too," Chen Xiaoping briefly explained before introducing them. "This is Chen Xueyuan, from Rongcheng Foreign Language School. Chen, these two are Milan and Luo Jin."
"Hello!"
"Hello!"
Milan and Luo Jin both carefully looked Chen Xueyuan over.
Rongcheng Foreign Language School was already quite famous in Sichuan Province—a prestigious private school