Your mother watched on the side, and her face immediately fell. In a cold voice, she said, "Zhao Lirong, those twenty questions weren't made by you, were they? Who did you hire to ghostwrite them? Both calculus and Gauss's theorem appeared, and one question crosses the fields of math and physics."
Zhao Lirong tilted her head at a thirty-degree angle, raised her eyes to look at the ceiling, and replied in a half-cold, half-indifferent tone, "You don't need to worry about that. Let me state this in advance, if your precious son can't even score sixty, I absolutely won't let him into the school! Teacher Li, you, as a people's teacher..."
"Hey."
Just as Zhao Lirong was shaking her head in triumph, you shoved the test paper into her hands. To annoy Zhao Lirong, you didn't forget to yawn and said, "This test was really low-level. I didn't sleep well last night, so I didn't do the questions at the end, but sixty-one points should be enough."
