At seven in the evening, Room 106, Aerospace Town No. 1.
Dozens of team members sat pressed tightly together, like a flock of sheep huddling against the wind. They shook hands furtively, their actions embodying the saying that true feelings emerged in times of crisis.
"Cooperation with one heart! Cooperation with one heart!"
"I'll solve it right-side up, you solve it upside down, and then we'll meet triumphantly in the middle of the exam paper!"
"Excellent, excellent! My path is not lonely!"
"A great man once said that whispering during an exam was allowed. If you didn't understand something, you asked someone else, and once you understood it, you gained something. Why memorize everything by rote? If someone else solved it, copying it once was fine too!"
"Every word from that great man was a pearl of wisdom! We're all doing this for the sake of learning!"
Everyone exchanged glances and laughed. The atmosphere was warm—no, blazing hot!
Finally, Song He entered with a large bundle of exam papers tucked under his arm.
The entire room immediately fell silent. Sweat faintly appeared on the examinees' foreheads. Although they had agreed to support one another during the exam, that agreement depended on their seats remaining unchanged. What if the teacher suddenly turned around and told them to spread out? They would all be finished.
"That's a very united formation!" Song He laughed.
The examinees struggled to hold back their laughter and pretended not to understand.
"Everyone is allowed to sit together." Song He tore open the seal on the bundle of exam papers. "You only want to sit together so you can help one another, right?"
The examinees could no longer hold it in and burst into a suppressed snickering.
They knew Teacher Song was actually a good person. He kept