The proctor on the podium was taken aback by Lu Yuan's response. His face quickly turned cold.
"Alright, leave your test paper on the desk and go."
Lu Yuan picked up his stationery and left the examination room with a calm stride.
"These students nowadays..." the proctor muttered, watching Lu Yuan's retreating figure. He shook his head lightly, unsure whether he was disappointed or amused.
He casually walked over to Lu Yuan's seat.
He picked up the test sheet from the desk, but his eyes widened in stunned silence the next second.
What he saw was not the vast blank space he had anticipated, but rather a neatly written and completely filled answer sheet.
His gaze moved down the page, question by question.
The proctor's initial look of disdain quickly turned to surprise, then to incredulity, and finally, utter disbelief...
"It's Lu Yuan from Class Three! He turned in his paper early again!"
