The teachers who shared the same dormitory with Xu Qingluo were all from Peking University. They were all colleagues, so it was not awkward to live together.

The teachers sat together to discuss this year's college entrance examination and the admission rate.

"There are quite a lot of candidates this year, a total of 6.7 million candidates nationwide."

This means that teachers from all over the country who are involved in marking the papers will have to mark a total of 6.7 million papers.

Xu Qingluo is marking the papers of the candidates in Kyoto. There are millions of candidates in Kyoto this year, and millions of papers.

This number sounds like a headache.

"We have to be in the teaching building on time to grade papers at 2pm."

"Then pack your things quickly and hurry up."

When the teachers realized that time was running out, they stopped communicating and packed their beds and luggage.

After packing up, Xu Qingluo and the teachers' clothes on the backs were wet with sweat.

It was a hot day and there was no electric fan in the dormitory.

For the next half month, they could only survive by relying on cattail leaf fans.

After the teachers finished their lunch in the cafeteria, they hurried to the teaching building.

There are security guards downstairs in the teaching building.

Teachers are not allowed to bring in anything except notebooks, pens, teacups and palm-leaf fans.

The teaching building was crowded with teachers, and each teacher was assigned to a different office to mark the papers.

Every teacher in the office is responsible for the examination papers of one school.

There are certain requirements for teachers from the high school department who participate in marking the papers.

In each high school, only one teacher can participate in the marking process.

The teacher must be able to perform well during the work.

Xu Qingluo was marking the test papers, and when he looked at the candidates' answers on the test papers, he couldn't help but frown.

The basic knowledge of the candidates in these two sessions is really poor. If they answer the questions at this level, it will be very disappointing.

The number of people who can finally be admitted may not exceed 10%.

Although they are responsible for marking the papers, they also hope that more candidates can be successfully admitted to university.

The teachers who marked the papers tried their best to give higher scores to each candidate's papers.

Although the teachers had this intention, they were slapped in the face by reality.

In the entire office, Xu Qingluo was not the only one who had a frown on his face.

Instead, this expression appeared on the face of every teacher who marked the papers.

Every teacher had sweat on his forehead and his clothes on his back were wet. He was waving a palm-leaf fan in one hand and correcting test papers with the other.

The examiners are all worried about the candidates!

Especially when seeing that some candidates were just a dozen points short, they felt very upset.

But there is no way, they have already given the highest score possible.

But the candidates themselves are not capable enough, and the teachers cannot break the rules.

"Teacher Xu, please take a look at this paper."

Xu Qingluo took the test paper from the teacher next to him and started looking at it. If the teachers encountered difficult problems, they would discuss them with each other.

"This candidate is only 2 points short?"

"Yeah, see if there's anywhere that can..."

No matter what, there is no need to say anything, the teachers know it all.

Xu Qingluo read it from the beginning and finally shook his head with regret.

The teachers nearby also took the test papers and started looking at them.

The teachers took turns to look at it, but in the end they all shook their heads with regret.

“What a pity.”

The teachers all sighed. It was such a pity that the score was only two points lower than the others.

"The way this paper is graded... really makes me feel uncomfortable."

It is a great honor to be able to participate in this year's marking work.

But seeing these candidates failing the exam under my control, I felt very sad.

No one can understand the feeling of failing an exam better than the teachers.

After failing the exam this time, I really don’t know if I can pass it again in the next year.

"I don't have enough ability, so I can only keep working hard."

"Just have a clear conscience."