Wu Xinhao was amused to tears and started teasing, "Who would specifically migrate from Beijing to Jiangsu just to take the college entrance exam?"
After a pause, he continued, "You smarty-pants, why don't you transport coal from the Northeast to sell in Shannxi?"
The Director quickly raised his hand and explained, "I'm talking about this kind of happiness."
After finishing the Olympiad math competition class, Li Zhiyuan returned to the principal's office.
He saw the principal, with two sports teachers, hanging curtains, and there was a spring bed behind the curtains.
"Xiao Yuan, you'll rest here from now on. The desks in the classroom are too hard."
After finishing the afternoon exam, there was still some time before school was over, so Li Zhiyuan headed back to the classroom.
In the classroom, everyone looked deadbeat after a full day of exams.
Even Tan Wenbin was hanging his head low.
