A few more students dragged themselves out, looking dejected. They could only wait for next year’s assessnt.
On the other side.
In the monitoring room.
"Hasty and impatient." A ntor shook his head, tapping a few tis on the 3D projection screen, "Look at these few, they could originally have made at least one piece of equipnt, but in order to get higher scores, they insisted on using parts beyond their capability."
"Mo Feng, I think they were brave to try." Another female instructor smiled, "With this experience, they might pass the next assessnt."
Mo Feng didn’t say anything, his expression cold, clearly not in agreent.
The Engineering Institute seeks steady progress.
This is just an assessnt; if errors occur during the advancent of experintal projects and engineering, who can bear the responsibility?
"Click!"
With two hours left until the end of the exam, Ying Zijin fitted the last part in place.
She casually tossed the assembled equipnt into the experint station, stood up, and left the exam room.
The assembled equipnt would automatically enter the scoring system, and the results would co out quickly.
The girl’s movent made other students glance back in astonishnt.
Ying Zijin was just a basic student, how could she be faster than them?!
Advanced students studied for at least five years in the institute.
But if she had casually assembled a half-finished product, it would be rejected by the scoring system.
As they turned their heads, a few more experint stations exploded due to their distraction.
This scene was fully captured by the ntors.
The female instructor shook her head and sighed: "Lack of focus."
Mo Feng’s eyes were indifferent.
These students were not suitable for the Engineering Institute.
"However, I think this girl’s talent is excellent, finishing so quickly." The female instructor praised, "Why don’t you consider taking her under your wing?"
Mo Feng was acknowledged as the top ntor in the Engineering Institute.
Bier Leaangle was one of his disciples.
Many students were eager to be his ntees.
But Mo Feng’s criteria for accepting students were extrely strict, besides those who had graduated, he only had three disciples, including Bier.
Mo Feng just glanced and then withdrawn his gaze mildly: "No, you can take her if you need another student in your group."
"No?" The female instructor was surprised, "The assessnt ti is four hours, she finished in two without any mistakes."
"Precisely because she finished too early, I won’t take her." Mo Feng said plainly, "Qingjiu, look at past assessnts, which student who entered the Engineering Institute didn’t submit at the last mont?"
"An extra minute can earn an extra point. Finishing early is akin to giving up."
Qingjiu disagreed: "You forget, Bier also finished early."
"It’s a joke to compare anyone with Bier." Mo Feng frowned, "Don’t forget, Bier cos from the Leaangle Family."
The genetic traits of the Leaangle Family, can anyone have those?
Qingjiu fell silent.
Indeed, the Leaangle Family had always been the birthplace of geniuses.
"Speaking of which, since..." Qingjiu paused, skipping the na, "the dean hasn’t taken any disciples for a long ti."
Ten years have passed, with rapid advancents, the research institute’s staff has changed several tis.
Only ntors like them who have been in the institute for over ten years still rember.
Sinai was too much of a genius, unmatched by peers.
As a descendant of Sinai, Bier still fell short.
"Only with Miss Sinai’s level, would the dean accept disciples." Mo Feng shook his head, glanced around, "Continue invigilating, I’ll take Bier out for a while."
Qingjiu nodded.
Mo Feng walked out.
A car was waiting on the outdoor terrace.
Bier greeted respectfully: "Teacher."
"I heard from other students there’s a W-net transaction account that resembles your style?" Mo Feng asked as they got in the car, "Did you create an alternate account?"
"An alternate account?" Bier frowned, "I don’t have the ti for that."
The Leaangle Family has been busy lately.
The family patriarch has been missing for too long; the main house cannot be without a leader.
The election for the new patriarch has been scheduled and reported to the Sage Academy.
Once it’s confird that Su Wen won’t wake up, the Sage Academy will issue docunts to re-elect the patriarch of the main house.
Bier was very concerned about this and had reduced her online activity.
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