Nan Zhubin walked away with flair.
Inside the classroom, the students waited until Nan Zhubin's silhouette disappeared at the end of the corridor before finally completing the last major question on their self-assessment papers and matching it with the blackboard.
Then, they all revealed looks of incredulity.
You have to know, this recitation wasn't of some internally connected ancient poems or essays.
Instead, it was a mix of numbers, letters, and symbols that would make anyone's head hurt just at a glance!
"Isn't it too exaggerated? How much time did Mr. Nan spend memorizing this question, 5 seconds?"
"Be bold, less than 2 seconds, just about the time it takes to sneeze."
"Be even bolder, less than 1 second, it feels like just a blink of an eye."
The boy who initially stirred things up looked most surprised: "In that amount of time, I couldn't even finish the question stem, did Mr. Nan memorize the question along with the geometric diagram?"
