After the students in the next classroom left, the whole building seemed to fall into silence.
You could originally hear Huo Ge's lectures, but now, only the sound of rain outside the building is audible.
After Ya Tianxing left, the sky began to drizzle again.
Mo Shangjun was diligently working on the questions.
Not far from her, Ding Jing, however, was somewhat restless, tracing other people's handwriting stroke by stroke with a calligraphy copybook, something she wasn't adept at. Copying character by character, it made her inexplicably irritable.
Half an hour later, after grading the test papers on the second floor, Huo Ge, holding a stack of papers, headed downstairs—which included the sheets Mo Shangjun had written earlier.
When he reached the classroom door and handed the test papers to the instructor, he saw Ding Jing scratching her head over the calligraphy copybook. Suddenly he thought of something and pulled out one of Mo Shangjun's test papers from the stack.
