Mengmeng said that she guaranteed full marks

In the small room, ruan Mengmeng was still writing furiously.

The rustling sound of writing lingered in his ears.

As the last two invigilators left, Chen Chen and yang Ziyu's eyes almost fell out of their sockets.

The two of them had already crossed the line by standing on either side of ruan Mengmeng's desk.

At such a close distance, it was enough to affect anyone.

However, ruan Mengmeng was not affected at all.

The speed at which the pen tip wrote on the test paper was almost faster than the speed of ordinary people's thinking.

It's already the last big question, Yingying.

Yang Ziyu couldn't stand it anymore. If ruan Mengmeng got everything right, what would happen to the mission that ruan Jiaojiao gave her?

She glanced at the door. Seeing that no one was coming in, she could not help but reach out to grab ruan Mengmeng's right arm.

He had to stop ruan Mengmeng from doing more questions!

But why couldn't Yingying pull it?