The final theoretical exam for the Chem Competitions students in 2018 officially began.
Apart from the rustling sound of flipping through pages, no other sound could be heard.
Although Li Zheng had long reached a state of zen, for most people, this was their last charge towards prestigious universities.
As for Li Zheng himself, he was merely looking forward to a fulfilling and intense final battle.
A battle with chemistry, with Shi Yang.
Such a battle, of course, would never be rushed.
As always, he first skimmed through the entire exam paper.
For an exam lasting four hours, just skimming through the paper took two minutes.
The further he read, the deeper his frown became.
After scanning the entire paper,
he could only clutch his chest, feeling stifled.
He, who had been in and out of examination halls for years,
was experiencing such frustration for the first time—
Damn it.
How could it be so simple???
This is the national finals, for goodness' sake.