"There are still ten minutes left. Do the last three dishes... oh no, the last two..." Lin Kun pleaded.

Wang Dazhuang still had a bright smile on his face: "Before the exam, the most important thing is to get plenty of rest and keep a calm mindset. You can't expect to get good results by cramming at the last minute."

It sounds so grand and dignified, as if Zhou Mi has possessed him.

Then, he leaned closer to Li Lechen's ear and whispered, "Did you receive the things I left with Security Guard Zhang?"

"Mm." Li Lechen nodded.

"You're a perfect match!" Wang Dazhuang couldn't hide his excitement.

Although he didn't check the answers after the exam, Wang Dazhuang successfully found the answers to all the questions by copying them, and he firmly believed that his eyesight was excellent and he wouldn't have copied them incorrectly.

So much so that he was worried about being suspected by the teacher if he got all the answers right, he even changed the answers to questions 1, 5, 10, 20 and 30 when he copied the answer sheet.

I was still incredibly excited.

"You two!"

Suddenly, a deep voice came, startling Li Lechen, Lin Kun, and even Wang Dazhuang.

"Get into the classroom right now!"

Suddenly, the person speaking with a deep, resonant voice was none other than Old Zheng.

Despite his age, he's in great spirits. That's why people who study math are less likely to get Alzheimer's. His mind is always sharp, and his eyesight and hearing are excellent too.

When Wang Dazhuang came over to say hello, Zheng Fangxing had only overheard half of it. Later, the furtive whispers about "it all matched up" drew 50% of his attention.

While strictly supervising the students as they entered to put their mobile phones and other electronic devices into the basket, he shouted at Li Lechen and the others.

"Teacher, I need to review a little longer."

After recovering from the two shocks, Lin Kun immediately spoke very seriously.

Learning is sacred at all times.

Even last-minute cramming is a form of learning and should not be taken lightly.

As the homeroom teacher of Class 7, Zheng Fangxing knew Lin Kun well; he was the kind of student who put in 100% effort but only barely passed the exams.

This kind of student should never have their enthusiasm for learning dampened. They should be constantly encouraged and let them prove through their actions that "the process is more important than the result."

So Zheng Fangxing compromised: "Then let's watch for a while longer, there are still ten minutes left."

That's right, there are only ten minutes left.

"You! Turn your pockets out!"

Turning around, Zheng Fangxing yelled at another boy who had already handed over his phone and was about to enter the room.

"And you!" At the same time, he stopped another girl, "Lift up your skirt!"

Upon hearing this, the girl burst into tears.

Holy crap! This is a huge mess.

The other boy, who was asked to check his pockets, quickly hid to the side and tightly covered his pants. There was indeed a note stuffed in his pocket, covered with various formulas.

Although writing out formulas and copying them is silly, I always feel it's safer to bring in something.

Then, taking advantage of the girl's loud crying attracting the attention of classmates inside and outside the classroom, and also distracting Lao Zheng, the boy swiftly pulled out the biscuit from his pocket, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it downstairs.

It's so convenient to be upstairs; you can just throw anything down there.

The girl was still crying, crying dramatically, covering her face with her hands, opening her mouth wide, and even stomping her feet.

Seeing the commotion at the door, another proctor ran out: "Teacher Zheng, what's wrong?"

"Lift up her skirt!" Zheng Fangxing immediately ordered the teacher, Ruan Chenni, who had come out.

There must be two proctors, one male and one female, specifically to handle issues like this and the need to use the restroom. Moreover, the other female proctor is a physical education teacher.

However, just by listening to her name, Ruan Chenni, it really doesn't seem to have any connection with her profession.

Fortunately, she wasn't a complete tomboy; she had a standard figure and wasn't particularly burly. After all, Ruan Chenni majored in grappling and combat in university, which relies mainly on technique, not just physical strength.

Upon hearing Zheng Fangxing's request, Ruan Chenni knew that he suspected the girl of carrying something, so she stepped forward and questioned, "Is there something hidden under your skirt? Why don't you go to the restroom?"

"Waaaaah~~~~"

The girl's crying changed from wailing to sobbing, but she still covered her face and kept her mouth shut.

"Are you wearing leggings? Did you lift them up willingly, or did I lift them up for you?"

As a physical education teacher, Ruan Chenni is the kind of person who can record her female students' menstrual cycles every month to accurately determine which excuse is being used to skip class, and she's even willing to pull down their pants to check their bodies. So, lifting up their skirts to see if they're cheating is no big deal for her.

At this point, the girl had no way out, so she covered her face and went to the bathroom to wash up.

That's right, she wrote random things on her thigh, just for psychological comfort. And this method is supposed to be the safest online, so why was it so easily seen through?

Do Old Zheng's glasses have X-ray vision?

After that, nothing unusual happened. Even the boy who had secretly thrown away his cheat sheet went in, Zheng Fangxing didn't stop him anymore.

You can tell if there's a problem just by looking at their eyes.

A few minutes later, the announcement came over the loudspeaker: "Invigilators, please open the exam papers."

I'm off now, good luck!

Wang Dazhuang witnessed Li Lechen's homeroom teacher catching him cheating—or rather, catching him cheating on a test—and broke out in a cold sweat for Li Lechen.

Fortunately, my class didn't do that.

Li Lechen was actually quite glad that he had thrown away the copy earlier, otherwise such a large piece of paper stuffed in his pocket would have been quite noticeable.

"You two come in, the exam is about to start." Zheng Fangxing said gently, trying his best not to dampen the enthusiasm of students like Lin Kun who worked hard and barely passed.

At this point, even if you are extremely eager for knowledge, you still have to take the exam first.

Lin Kun didn't bring his phone or watch; he went straight into the classroom.

It was Li Lechen's turn.

He put his phone in the compartment corresponding to his seat.

"Wait a moment."

Zheng Fangxing called out to Li Lechen, who was about to go inside. At the same time, he smelled a very pleasant scent, so much so that he almost wished the fragrance would linger a little longer.

"Um?"

Li Lechen stopped.

"Why are you wearing glasses now that summer vacation is over?"

"Yes, I'm a bit nearsighted. I think the doctor should correct it."

"Take it down so I can see it."

"......"

Indeed, they had sharp eyes.

Li Lechen felt that he had truly remained calm and composed, without showing any sign of guilt. Why then did Lao Zheng still stop him? And why did he specifically ask to see the glasses?

Fortunately, the glasses held up well.

Li Lechen took off his glasses and handed them to Zheng Fangxing, then pretended to rub his eyes to adjust.

"I never imagined that this style of frame still exists," Zheng Fangxing exclaimed, then asked, "Where did you get it made?"

"this......"