Back to the Past: The Rise of the False Heiress Marrying the True Tycoon - Chapter 812
Chapter 812: I Want to Hand In My Paper
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From the moment the test papers were distributed to the students until they officially began to answer, Teacher He was in high spirits. Watching Su Bing, his expression serious and his pen moving swiftly across the page, she felt a growing disdain. The child was clearly flustered, his composure shattered.
It was to be expected, she thought. Those from the countryside often had a weaker ability to manage their emotions. Looking at the other students, although they initially struggled, they eventually settled down, focusing on the questions and thinking carefully. Unlike Su Bing, who had forgotten to even use his draft paper, scribbling hastily in a state of panic. Did he think that filling up the test paper would earn him some sympathy points? How foolish!
Teacher He walked over, her expression growing more contemptuous as she looked at Su Bing’s test paper. The other students were still reading their papers, gradually entering the answering phase. But Su Bing was haphazardly filling in answers, having completed all the multiple-choice questions. Her voice sharp, she warned, “Su Bing, if you do not correct your attitude towards answering, in order to maintain the integrity of the competition, I have the right to ask you to withdraw from the preliminary round.”
In the examination room, to avoid disturbing the students, invigilators rarely reprimanded students directly unless they discovered cheating. With Teacher He’s outburst, most of the students in the room turned to look at Su Bing. However, out of respect for the teacher, their gazes quickly returned to their own papers.
But there were those who were not afraid of the teacher, such as Jiang Ping, who sat in front of Su Bing. He was the former tyrant of the fourth grade, and apart from Su Bing, he had never submitted to anyone.
When Teacher He publicly reprimanded the one person he looked up to, he naturally had to step in. He said to Teacher He, “Teacher He, your voice is really unpleasant. If I don’t pass this time, I’ll tell my mom it’s because you disturbed me.”
Upon hearing this, Teacher He was ready to drag this insolent student out of the examination room. She was the invigilator, and he dared to confront her. This student needed to be taught a lesson. But when she looked up and saw it was Jiang Ping, her anger instantly faded. The Jiang family was not an ordinary family. She said nothing more, tapped Su Bing’s desk three times as a warning, and then moved on to patrol other areas.
Su Bing was not affected in the slightest. Even when Teacher He had spoken to him earlier, he hadn’t lifted his head once, maintaining his original answering speed. He had heard Teacher He’s words, but what of it? If his quick answering was considered careless and grounds for disqualification from the competition, then he had nothing to say.
It wasn’t that Su Bing didn’t want to slow down his writing pace, but the problems he was encountering were similar to the examples he had seen in the book “Basic Mathematical Models” he had previously studied. Even if that book didn’t contain them, he had seen them in other books he had read. Therefore, for him, these problems posed no difficulty. Even his current speed of answering was deliberately slowed down.
Despite this, he found the problems tedious. Before long, he turned the page and began to tackle the larger problems. At the same time, he heard the strangely toned reminder from Teacher He, “Students, the preliminary test time is ninety minutes. Although these problems are more difficult than usual, you are here to compete, so you must be well-prepared. Stay calm, answer the questions seriously, and don’t learn from certain people.
“Also, strictly adhere to the examination rules. No one is allowed to go to the restroom during the test. If you insist on going, it will be considered as you handing in your paper early…”
Su Bing hadn’t paid much attention to this, but when he heard “handing in your paper early,” he paused. So, he could hand in his paper early? That made things easier. He no longer slowed down his pace. He looked at a problem, solved it, and moved on to the next.
Soon, his test paper was filled, but he hadn’t even used his draft paper. He had finished the test.
Su Bing picked up his test paper, spent five minutes checking it, then raised his hand and stood up. When Teacher He saw it was him, her tone was incredibly sharp, “Su Bing! What are you standing up for? Didn’t you hear what I said? You can’t go to the restroom during the test. Why are you not following the rules?”
Su Bing didn’t know what he had done to upset Teacher He, nor did he care about her attitude. He calmly replied, “Teacher, I’m not going to the restroom. I’m handing in my paper.”
With that, Su Bing placed his test paper on the desk, picked up his already packed stationery, and walked out of the examination room under the surprised gazes of his classmates. It wasn’t until Su Bing had left that Teacher He reacted.
What? He had finished? That was impossible! She had heard that today’s competition problems were the most difficult in years. How could Su Bing have finished so quickly?
Teacher He’s face turned green, and she chased after him, “Su Bing, what do you mean by this? The test has only been going on for half an hour, and you’re handing in your paper. Are you sure you can achieve the passing mark? Let me tell you, even the worst performer in our school’s annual math competition can barely pass!”
