Sure enough, as soon as Mr. Mo said those words, many people started to get a bit nervous. After all, getting caught cheating in this monthly exam and being publicly criticized would make their family the focus of the parent meeting. How could they not be afraid?
However, though scared, they still held onto a sliver of hope. They thought, if they could sneak a peek, they would; if not, they would give up.
Soon, the sound of the exam bell rang, and with the distribution of the test papers by the monitoring teacher, everyone started scribbling away. Regular exams were not as strict as college entrance exams; once the papers were handed out, you could start writing.
As expected, the test wasn’t as hard as everyone imagined. Many of the questions were easy; it was just the desire to score better.
So, about an hour into the exam, a spectacular scene unfolded in the classroom. Everyone couldn’t sit still and started pulling out their prepared cheat sheets, carefully sneaking glances.
Mr. Mo remained indifferent, though. His earlier words were just a reminder to everyone.
The main point was to warn Chen Tianlong, so if he did cheat and got caught, the situation would be severe.
Thus, at this moment, Mr. Mo didn’t care what others were doing; he only cared whether Chen Tianlong was trying to cheat.
However, after observing for a while, Chen Tianlong hadn’t even turned his head, instead focusing intently on the paper.
Lin Wushuang’s notes were top-notch. They were the highlights, and with Chen Tianlong’s intelligence, wit, and strong memory, he had practically memorized what he had seen, making answering questions a breeze.
Moreover, if Chen Tianlong wanted to cheat, would he need to use cheat sheets?
His eyesight was incredibly sharp, and as a top-notch Assassin, he was completely unfazed by Mr. Mo’s surveillance. His eyes quietly scanned Lin Wushuang’s test paper back and forth. Plus, Wu Mengting was intentionally making space to avoid Chen Tianlong really ending up last.
So, soon, Chen Tianlong had copied most of Lin Wushuang’s answers for the multiple-choice questions.
Since it was a Chinese test, Chen Tianlong didn’t copy the essay questions but combined the answers from Lin Wushuang and the top student at the upper right corner to create a new answer himself.
No doubt, Chen Tianlong was really good at summarizing and consolidating, integrating answers from various experts onto his test paper.
An hour and a half in, having finished answering the test, Chen Tianlong didn’t hand in the paper early because he had promised Lin Wushuang not to finish early and to carefully check his work.
After checking twice, Chen Tianlong began to nap.
This action left Mr. Mo, who was monitoring next to him, somewhat frustrated. Why hadn’t Chen Tianlong made a move yet, and why was he sleeping? What’s going on? It’s unscientific!
At this moment, Mr. Mo noticed someone making a small movement, and it was Young Master Mo.
Young Master Mo was just placed behind Chen Tianlong. Seeing Chen Tianlong scribbling for over an hour, he was somewhat astonished.
How could this kid, who frequently skipped class and was absent, be so impressive, actually finishing the test paper?
Thinking about it, Young Master Mo, not wanting to fall behind as a fellow bully, knew it would be disgraceful if Chen Tianlong scored well but he scored poorly.
The most crucial thing was that their arranged smart students were unknowingly almost moved by another female teacher with a chair at the back, staring intently.
Under such circumstances, tossing paper notes practically meant getting caught.
So, though money was important, they dared not act rashly. They could only wait until the exam was over to get a refund. Otherwise, they risked not only getting caught but also implicating Young Master Mo.
Half of Young Master Mo’s test paper was blank, and he just randomly cobbled together some answers for the open questions. As for the essay, that couldn’t be copied, so he reluctantly wrote a bunch of nonsense to meet the word count.
Now, the remaining multiple-choice and fill-in-the-blank questions needed his eyes.
Whose paper should he look at?
He certainly couldn’t look back since the teacher at the back was watching, and the ones on either side were too far to see. After thinking it over, Young Master Mo targeted the paper in front—Chen Tianlong’s.
As long as Chen Tianlong didn’t score much better than him, he could save face.
So, he deliberately glanced at Chen Tianlong’s test paper, discovering that this kid had astonishingly filled it out completely.
There were two possibilities: either Chen Tianlong was guessing blindly, finishing quickly, or he really knew his stuff with divine-like ability.
Either way, as long as Young Master Mo could copy his answers, that would do. If he did poorly, he would follow along and do poorly; if he did well, he would also do well.
Thinking this, Young Master Mo eagerly tilted his body to the right, discovering that Chen Tianlong had fallen asleep, leaving the test paper fully visible to him.
Young Master Mo quickly picked up his pen, finishing the copying of the first few multiple-choice questions. Immediately, he copied a few more just as Chen Tianlong’s body moved a bit.
Because he had noticed Young Master Mo’s actions behind him, knowing he wanted to copy his answers, Chen Tianlong thoughtfully made a few modifications to the multiple-choice answers on his answer sheet.
This left Young Master Mo annoyed. Wasn’t this guy supposed to be sleeping? Why was he changing answers now? Was he actually considering the questions earlier?
Filled with questions, Young Master Mo checked the first few multiple-choice questions again, finding that three out of the five had been changed. Damn, was this all guessing?
Guessing was one thing, but he had audaciously made major changes, pretending he truly understood.
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Having modified those, Young Master Mo continued to look at the other answers, but upon focusing, found Chen Tianlong’s body blocking the paper.
Without an option, Young Master Mo leaned further right, fortuitously getting a glimpse of some more answers, quickly copying two more.
But as soon as he raised his head, Chen Tianlong moved his body slightly to the right, leaving Young Master Mo frustrated, unsure if Chen Tianlong was doing it on purpose or was truly asleep.
No choice, with only ten minutes left before the exam would end, if he didn’t copy something, he’d have to submit blank answers.
Thus, Young Master Mo leaned even further right, sneaking in two more answers.
Just like that, Young Master Mo became engrossed in copying, leaning more and more each time with increasing excitement, furrowing Mr. Mo’s brow at the front.
What was Young Master Mo doing? He made it so obvious, as the main examiner, Mr. Mo could only turn a blind eye.
After all, the Xu Family and Wu Family were allies, reminding Young Master Mo would be a loss of face for the Xu Family.
Suddenly, a loud noise jolted the tense, exam-focused students.
Everyone’s eyes turned to the source, seeing Young Master Mo, along with his desk and chair, collapsed on the floor, lying belly-up.
The others immediately covered their mouths, stifling laughs.
Mr. Mo had witnessed the entire thing, covering his forehead, unable to bear looking directly.