At the end of May, the students finally experienced what real hell on earth was like.
Teachers from various subjects handed out one test paper after another, various baseline tests, various material reviews, and students rushed to and from the toilet and meals as they crammed non-stop.
Students were busy, and naturally, teachers were also busy, as there would always be some changes in the textbooks every year, which required ample preparation every time.
As soon as the new round of baseline test scores for Class One came out, Old Wu sat in the office, arranging the rankings of the students in his class, comparing them with the previous ones, and couldn't help but beam with joy.
Just as he looked up, Sun Ningzhi, sitting beside his right hand, put down her textbook, took a sip of water, and turned to see Old Wu's grinning face.
Infected by his cheerful mood, Sun Ningzhi also smiled lightly: "Brother Wu, your class ranked first again this time, didn't it?"
