In the exam room, Jiang Nian finished writing the last word of the essay.
Looking at the 800-word limit, he forcibly added another sentence. Just as xxx said, people are sunward trees.
The antennae reach for the blazing sun, and the roots must delve into the dark underground.
He concluded with a flourish, not knowing what on earth he wrote. But looking at it, it was already far beyond 800 words.
Nice!
Essays don't need checking, even in high school. If it's wrong, it's wrong. Could you get another paper to rewrite?
Jiang Nian looked up at the time, seventeen minutes left until the exam ended.
This time, he didn't just put down the pen to rest. Instead, he flipped the test paper over to continue checking the ancient poetry appreciation and classical Chinese translation sections.
Big exams require a serious attitude.
But only these two sections could be checked, disregarding the big classical Chinese section, nothing else could be reviewed.
