Qingqing, Are You Human?

Qiao Qing didn't answer him. When the webpage refreshed and asked her to sign in, she entered her information.

Luo Chen continued, "The other paper wasn't that interesting. It's one of those typical papers that looks just like the ones teachers would show as an example essay."

"The one worth talking about it is the other one. It was narrative-style writing."

"Did you know that the writing style is extremely similar to Feng Ci? I'm sure all of Feng Ci's die-hard fans could tell."

"Hmm? Qingqing, have you checked? What did you get?"

Right after he asked, Qiao Qing's collected voice came through, "750."

"7…. Wha… what?!" Luo Chen couldn't sit right and fell to the ground.

He then picked his phone off the ground, "There was wind just now I might've sprung my ear. What… what did you get?"

Qiao Qing said, "750."

Luo Chen gulped and said in disbelief, "Turn your cellphone camera to face your computer."