There was a silence in the classroom.

The teachers' collective departure not only made Zhao Yuan confused, but also stunned other students in Class 3 of Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine.

I have taken the exam countless times since I was a child, but this is the first time my classmates have met this situation.

"What's going on?" A classmate holding the textbook "Basic Theory of Traditional Chinese Medicine" even forgot to plagiarize and shouted in disbelief.

The classmates in the classroom were shaking their heads.

They couldn't figure out what was going on, and muttered: "Aren't we taking the exam? Isn't the exam time yet? Why aren't all the teachers left? Shouldn't they leave alone to invigilate the exam?"

While looking at each other, someone said with a strange expression: "I may have taken a fake exam..."

Some people also shouted, "No matter what, it's best not to invigilate the exam without a teacher. We can copy it boldly!" After that, the man continued to search the answers on the Internet with his mobile phone.

The other students also seemed to have received a reminder and devoted themselves to the enthusiastic cheating.

This exam has become an open-book exam.

Anyway, there are textbooks and mobile phones to search for answers, so the students did not go to Zhao Yuan to ask questions and answers. Everyone is very particular about people. Even if they cheat, they have to rely on themselves...

Zhao Yuanle was not in a hurry to leave, and planned to go back to the dormitory with Liu Zhu, Wang Rongfeng and Wu Yan after the exam, turned their heads and glanced at the three of them. Seeing that they were still writing hard, they did not bother them, and they called out the textbook of acupuncture theory from the information leaves to continue their study.

Because he didn't look at other people's test papers, Zhao Yuan didn't know that the questions he did were different from others. Similarly, because he didn't ask and answer questions from Zhao Yuan, everyone didn't know that Zhao Yuan was treated specially.

More than ten minutes passed, and a ringtone rang, announcing the end of the exam.

In the classroom, the students from Class 3 of Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine looked at each other again.

The teachers were all gone, no one took the papers!

This test test is really embarrassing!

Finally, the class monitor came forward and collected everyone's test papers and sent them to the office of the Basic Theory Teaching and Research Group of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

At this moment, Xiao Xianlin had copied the test paper into multiple copies, and a group of teachers with basic Chinese medicine theory were holding the paper and watching it hungrily.

Whenever they see something exciting, these teachers will slap their thighs hard. The force and sound made the class monitor's scalp numb and feel that they were hurt, but these teachers seemed to have failed to feel pain and were completely unaware of it. At the same time, whenever they realized something from Zhao Yuan's discussion, they would happily dance in the classroom...

This scene is not like a group of university teachers? It is exactly the same as the patients in a mental hospital!

Not only are the teachers in the office like this, but from time to time, there are also teachers who invigilate the basic theory examinations of traditional Chinese medicine in other classes who return to the office with thick test papers. What they do after they come back is not to review the test papers, but to go directly to Xiao Xianlin to get a copy of Zhao Yuan's test papers and join the ranks of "neurotic patients"...

The squad leader stood at the door of the office, hesitated for a while, and finally got the courage to walk in.

He was scared. These teachers were like crazy. What if they suddenly jumped up and beat him up?

The class leader trembled and walked to the teacher of his class, swallowed, and said carefully: "Old... teacher, I have collected the class test papers. Where do you put them?"

"Exam paper? What test paper?" The teacher raised his head, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and asked blankly.

The class monitor was confused: "The final exam paper for basic theory courses in traditional Chinese medicine." He complained in his heart: "Isn't it just reading the test paper? Why are you still drooling? Do you think the test paper is a delicacy?"

Fortunately, he didn't say this, otherwise he would have to be collectively angrily criticized by all the teachers in the office: "Are good articles just peerless delicacies? What's wrong with drooling? We've all been drooling, okay!"

"Oh oh oh, the exam, I almost forgot about this." The teacher scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed: "What? The exam is over?"

The class monitor's face was dark. This teacher was too unreliable, right? He smiled bitterly and said, "It's over long ago. I saw that you haven't come to collect the test papers, so I helped me collect it."

The teacher nodded and said, "Okay, you put it on the table. When I finish studying, I will cross-diagnose the papers with other teachers."

The rules of Xihua Medical University are that each year's final exam will not only announce the results on the school's official website, but also announce the grade rankings to encourage students to study better and more actively. Therefore, after each final exam, they will cross-diagnose the papers to prevent the situation where their teachers help them get high scores and get good rankings.

The class monitor put down the test paper as he said, turned around and left, muttering in his heart as he walked: "Isn't it just a final test paper? Why did the teacher use the word "learning"? There are other teachers, including Mr. Xiao and Mr. Liu, who hold the papers in a look of fascination, which is simply weird. There are no special problems in this year's test papers, why do they look like this?"

The class monitor never thought that their test papers were actually completely different from those of Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan didn't expect that he was walking back to the dormitory with Liu Zhuo, Wang Rongfeng and Wu Yan, and asked casually: "How are you doing today in the exam?"

"It's not bad!" Liu Zhu said with a smile: "I knew many questions on the test paper, and the teachers were all focused on you and didn't look at us at all. So I also seized the opportunity and used my mobile phone to find the answers to many questions on the Internet. I believe that even if I can't get the full mark, it's not much."

Zhao Yuan was shocked: "Ah? Can these questions be found on the Internet?"

There are several questions in those questions, and even he has been trying to answer them for a lot of time. Unexpectedly, he can actually search on the Internet.

"Of course it can!" Wang Rongfeng said, "You only need to search for a few keywords to get the answers, which is much more convenient than flipping through books and copying."

Zhao Yuan didn't think much, but just guessed that Wang Rongfeng and the others should have searched for medical papers by a famous artist, and then they felt relieved. They didn't know the answers, they all searched the books online, and they still had a good answer?

So Zhao Yuan missed the opportunity to know that he was "intoxicated".

At the same time, a group of uninvited guests rushed in from the office of the Basic Theory Teaching and Research Group of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

He is a teacher in the medical ancient language teaching and research group such as Qiu Haogu and Ma Hanqing.

They also came to see Zhao Yuan’s test paper.
Chapter completed!