Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

"Why aren't the results out yet?"

"Seriously, they should've been announced by now, right?"

Everyone was puzzled, whispering among themselves.

...

Backstage.

Thirty teachers, split into three rows, were grading papers on computers. The competitors' answers were displayed on their screens for scoring.

"Hey, everyone, come check out this paper," one of the teachers suddenly exclaimed loudly.

Two teachers sitting next to him leaned over, curiosity piqued, and soon furrowed their brows too.

"These formulas are so strange. I can understand them when they're broken down, but when I look at them separately, they just don't make sense."

Hearing this, the other teachers who had been focused on grading gathered around, intrigued.

"Is this just gibberish?"

the screen, all with tightly knit brows. The formulas and methods of answering were odd. They had reason to suspect it was all just

be that a contestant, not knowing how to solve it,

think so too. With the difficulty of these questions, very few of the

these competitors, even they might

dwell on it. Just mark

hodgepodge, probably cobbled together

It would be irresponsible to mark it wrong just like that. Ever since the first round,

"Let's delay the announcement of the results for a while. I'll go consult

Championship had

for disputes like

jury consisted of top-notch figures from the medical

venet

enough to cause a stir

Even the celebrated

wasn't qualified to

for such a trivial matter,

other teachers said helplessly. They felt it wasn't necessary; consulting the jury would also

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