Three chances, gone.
The boy remained motionless: "Teacher, give me one more chance."
Mu Jianling didn't even lift her eyes, "Step aside! If you keep blabbering, I'll deduct 10 academic points."
The boy: "..."
Wuuwaa~
Now, there was no need to force it, he was genuinely on the verge of tears. But, unfortunately, opportunities are fleeting. Once wasted, they are truly gone. The boy could only walk to the side with a heart full of sorrow and sit down, watching others' assessments.
...
In the training room, this unlucky boy, who went first, had vividly demonstrated for everyone what an acting assessment entailed. By now, the other students had a better idea of what to expect.
Following that.
Mu Jianling said, "Everyone, continue crying."
Still crying?
Now, no one dared to randomly bawl out loud; they all tried crying, with some covering their faces with one hand sobbing, and some pinching their thighs hard enough to grimace in pain, but, sadly, still no tears came out...
