The examination hall was very quiet, except for the sound of grinding ink, writing, and flipping pages, occasionally accompanied by the subtle footsteps of the invigilator.
It's only the second day, and everyone's spirits are quite good.
Meng Yunzheng was even more so; after a night's rest, he answered the questions with ease, writing swiftly.
However, unexpectedly after noon, the weather suddenly became gloomy.
Soon, raindrops began to fall abundantly.
Various sounds of panic instantly echoed through the examination hall, "How come it's raining?"
"Ah, my paper is getting wet."
The invigilator's voice quickly sounded, "Be quiet, everyone."
No one dared to complain further; those who were quick-witted had already started thinking of ways to block the rain.
