Workshop (9)
Unbelievable...
It was clear that even though they had done everything they could to maintain their composure, Fu Qian's response to the test had once again shattered the two seniors' psychological defenses.
In that instant, Lady Yingzhu, who had looked ready to usher Oz out the door, stopped dead in her tracks, frozen stiff on the spot.
Oz, standing opposite her, was even more dumbfounded.
Never forget your original intention, and you'll reach the end!
Faced with this scene, Fu Qian couldn't help feeling moved. Once again, he grasped the wisdom in that saying about life.
The reason it worked so well was that he had remained unwavering in his persistence.
The confidence that "the whole world is wrong" wasn't just something you said. You had to live it, too.
To face a test like this with trepidation, racking your brains just to add a few strokes of self-affirmation to your final answer?
Sorry, a true edgelord didn't need to prove himself.
In the stifling silence, time seemed to pass especially slowly.
But Fu Qian said nothing, considerately giving them time to react.
"So... are you giving up on this test?"
A moment later, Lady Yingzhu finally drew a deep breath and stared at him with an odd expression.
Things hadn't disappointed Fu Qian's expectations. After working up to it, she had undoubtedly delivered the perfect assist.
"No, I've just turned in my paper early."
Fu Qian pushed up his nonexistent glasses and gave a cold smile.
"I don't need all night. This is my final answer: I found nothing."
"Now you can grade me."
"You don't seem to fully understand your situation..."
Three times in a row, he had once again shocked the entire room.
Fortunately, after being repeatedly subjected to Fu Qian's instruction, the two