The fifth-grade students were somewhat skeptical, knowing that Jiang Mianmian was only nine years old, while they were already twelve or thirteen.
The fifth-grade courses, which the teacher repeated several times, were still incomprehensible to them at times, and yet she had managed to teach herself?
Her intelligence was just too exaggerated!
There were only ten minutes between classes, and they hadn't spoken much before the next subject exam started.
The subject was mathematics. Jiang Mianmian worked even faster; other students were still flipping their papers, but Jiang Mianmian had finished everything.
After checking her paper and finding no issues, she raised her hand.
"Jiang Mianmian, what's the matter? Is there a problem with the exam paper?" the proctor asked.
"No, teacher, I've finished. I'd like to turn in my paper," Jiang Mianmian said softly.
