Sang Chuan widened his eyes and froze on the spot, as if struck by lightning.
Sang Ning was momentarily dazed too, even doubting her ears were malfunctioning.
"Mr. Gao, you finished grading the test papers this quickly?" Sang Ning questioned suspiciously.
She hadn't even finished her cup of water, yet Gao Mingsong claimed to have completed grading the papers. Could he really skip checking the detailed answers for the longer questions?
"Not finished, but there's no need to continue," Gao Mingsong picked up the test paper and handed it over, his tone cold and stiff. "All the multiple-choice questions are completely wrong. With this kind of trashy foundation Sang Chuan has, he dares to talk about returning to school?"
Sang Ning took the test paper with a deeply skeptical expression. No matter how bad one's foundation, a few correct answers could be guessed randomly, right?
What kind of extraordinary talent did Sang Chuan have to perfectly avoid all the right answers!