Because after the exam, we need to gather and then be uniformly taken back to the dormitory.
So, even if Mo Shangjun handed in her paper early, she couldn't leave her seat and had to wait for the exam to end.
Bored to the extreme, Mo Shangjun had nothing to do, so she took the time to look at other people's exam papers around her. Since she had already submitted her paper, it was impossible for her to cheat, so the instructors turned a blind eye, treating her as someone with hyperactivity, and didn't bother her.
However, Mo Shangjun was getting a bit of a headache from looking.
Ding Jing's chicken-scratch handwriting wasn't even worth mentioning. Who knew what the heck she wrote, and it was hard to discern right from wrong. But Mo Shangjun thought, if she were the one grading the papers, Ding Jing would at least lose half of her marks—because deciphering what Ding Jing wrote was really a killer.
