Correct, correct, correct...
Correct, correct, correct!
Song He did not pick up his pen. His eyes swept over the questions, and bright red checkmarks kept appearing over the answers, like a flock of startled egrets.
After a long while, he finished grading the last question.
Song He's hair nearly stood on end. His eyes widened as he turned to look toward his girlfriend.
As it happened, Xiang Xiaotong had also finished grading Yang Yu's paper. She looked equally shocked and turned to meet her boyfriend's gaze.
"How many points did Yang Yu get?" Song He asked in a low voice.
"How many points did Yuan Tiangang get?" Xiang Xiaotong asked. "You tell me first."
"Together, then."
The two looked at each other and silently counted to three. In perfect unison, they said, "A perfect score!"
The examination room was filled only with the soft scratching of pens, but in that instant, Song He's heart thundered like a great bell!
Ten minutes later, in the Principal's Office.
Song He and Xiang Xiaotong sat on the east side of the desk, while Yuan Tiangang and Yang Yu sat on the west.
The two children were slightly uneasy. The principal's gaze across from them was intensely heated, full of curiosity and admiration. It was like the gleaming stare of a tomb raider examining a rare artifact he had just unearthed—a desire to display such a treasure to the world, yet being forced by various circumstances to admire it alone.
"I called you here because I wanted to get a basic understanding of the situation," Song He said first.
"Please ask, Principal," Yuan Tiangang and Yang Yu said in unison, their attitudes exceptionally obedient.
"You two finished the IQ test very quickly this morning. Do you know your IQ scores?" Xiang Xiaotong asked.