He walked out of the classroom.
The four students from Jinghai No. 4 High School met in the corridor. Unlike their exuberant cheers after the Chinese exam that morning, all of them looked deathly pale.
The corridor was filled with the other examinees' furious cursing:
"Whoever set this exam is a goddamn idiot!"
"Is there something wrong with them, setting a paper like this? Who are they trying to make fail?"
"I've already repeated my senior year once, for fuck's sake. Couldn't the Test Question Teacher just let me off?"
"I'm laughing from sheer anger. We might as well line up to be shot. There's no way to survive this paper!"
"This is ridiculous. The college entrance math exam is definitely going to trend because of all the backlash!"
The examinees were either furious or miserable. Not one of them was in a normal mood. They left while grumbling and cursing, their resentment so thick that even ghosts would be frightened.
The four students from Jinghai No. 4 High School sighed as they descended the stairs on unsteady legs.
"It's completely over." Ding Yangze scratched his head. "That exam completely scrambled my brain. I can't even remember what I wrote on my answer sheet."
"Same here, same here. I'm afraid I won't be leaving this year. I'm planning to honestly repeat my senior year." Ning Mo's lips had gone white, and he looked as though someone had stabbed him. "Next year, I'll take another shot at the Math Competition. If I can get recommended for admission, I'll go that route."
"Honey, I'll be with you." Zhang Zhilei rubbed her face. "I feel like I won't be leaving this year either."
"That can't be right. You two are competition students!" Ding Yangze exclaimed. "Even if you didn't get full marks, you