All Shen Yuan could think after he finished was, 'Those poor kids taking the college entrance exam that year really had it rough.'
After laying out the math test, Shen Yuan took a deep breath, as if to inhale the tension in the air and transform it into fuel for solving the problems.
Gazing at the problems before him, Shen Yuan's brow furrowed unconsciously as the tip of his pen flowed across the paper, jotting down formulas and circling key information.
When he encountered a complex deduction, he would habitually tap the end of his pen on the desk a few times. He was so engrossed it was as if he had shut out all surrounding noise.
Sunlight gradually crept up the windows, tracing a fine, bright golden line around the silhouettes of the many boys and girls in the classroom who were focused on their studies.
The sight of students hunched over their desks, grinding through problems, became one of the most common yet symbolic scenes in the classroom during this unique time.
