"Test question trial? What kind of test question is this? Yanbei University's School of Mathematics is still testing like this?"
Chen Zhuoyang glanced at the question, then looked at Qiao Yu, his brain unable to process it for a while.
The main issue was that Qiao Yu didn't give him time to react.
As soon as the door opened, he was pulled into the room, then pressed onto the study chair, and the newly released test questions from the computer were brought out for him to try.
"It has nothing to do with the School of Mathematics, I applied for a project, and I can't decide all the participants in the project team myself. Recommendations come from the Academy of Sciences, so I need to filter them.
I can't just be forced to cooperate with whoever they recommend, right? What if they recommend someone who's just here to pad their resume? So I feel there needs to be a test. I'll write the questions.
