Humiliation

As he paused, Gao Yang turned around and wrote a question on the blackboard. It was a question that almost no one could understand. "Whoever can write the correct answer to the question I wrote can be dismissed from class directly. If you can't, the class time will be extended by an hour."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion below the stage. Discussions and complaints surged like a tide, instantly filling the entire classroom.

"As far as I know, this question uses analytical chemistry knowledge. That's something that only second-year students learn. How can we solve it now? Teacher clearly wants us to stay for an hour more."

"I've never even seen the symbols in this question. How can I do it?"

"I don't want to study anymore. I want to eat."

...

While all the students were complaining, only Shan Yue was calm and composed. Her performance was even much more relaxed than Gao Yang's on the stage.