The awake students hurriedly tapped those sleeping nearby. The students throughout the lecture hall lifted their heads and stared anxiously at the stage.
Some students were so nervous that they gripped their pants and held their breath!
Everyone had worked themselves to the bone last night for this morning's opening score. Could they really close the gap?
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the dean quickly erased yesterday's closing score of 128:100.
The chalk rattled against the board as he replaced it with today's opening score.
198:155. They were behind by 43 points!
A bolt from the blue!
Kong Gaojie felt as if he had been struck over the head with a heavy club. His mind buzzed, and his vision went black.
"Smack!" Someone accidentally knocked over their coffee, spilling the hot liquid all over the desk.
Someone in the back row let out a wail, then quickly cut it off, but that fleeting cry was filled with profound despair!
The dean turned around and silently gestured at Kong Gaojie.
Kong Gaojie understood. The dean wanted him to go up and boost morale.
But, unusually, he did not move. He slumped lifelessly in his seat, his gaze vacant.
Would it help? Morale could no longer be lifted. The disastrous opening score had completely crushed everyone's confidence.
Everyone had exhausted themselves the night before. They definitely could not catch up at high intensity today, so the opening score had been their only chance at victory. Now that their only chance had shattered, the gap would only grow larger from here on out!
They had lost. They were definitely going to lose this round! Kong Gaojie's head throbbed violently.
The dean sighed and had no choice but to speak himself.
"Don't hang your heads, everyone! Pull yourselves together!"
The dean went on and on,