Facing Jing Zhichen's concern, Qin Xin appeared much more composed: "Isn't it just drawing a turtle? Let me give it a try first."
Jing Zhichen nodded, his bright eyes were somewhat deep at the moment, hesitant to speak: "If you need help, let me know."
The model student couldn't care less about exam rules at this point and subtly hinted at cheating.
After all, the little black room is quite scary, and he didn't want her to fail and be locked in there.
However, the difficulty of cheating in this exam was quite high.
Everyone had to go on stage individually to present, making it hard to bluff through.
Qin Xin and company were in the last row and witnessed that out of the 50 or so students before them, half could only draw wobbly, incomplete turtles, while the other half drew unformed circles.
So, the other half all got 0 points, clearly destined for the little black room!
