Ruler, triangle, compass, 2B pencil, 0.5mm pen, eraser, neatly packaged in a sealed bag.
The sycamore trees along the street rustling, the constant flow of people, teachers loudly maintaining order, students and parents with tense faces... All around, it was a crowded scene.
Su Ming'an watched this, feeling a strong sense of déjà vu.
"Do your best today," said a father on the roadside, patting his son's head.
"Don't be careless with the questions, remember to check each one carefully. When you come home, mommy will cook something delicious for you," a mother said with a smile, giving her child a hug.
"Once you get the paper, check it over first, mind the time while solving questions, and remember to fill in the answer sheet..." an elderly grandmother with silver hair was holding her granddaughter as they stood in front of the exam hall, constantly reminding her.
