"..."
The reporters were bombarding with various questions. Shen Qiushan originally couldn't be bothered to answer, but when he heard that Wang Zhixin thought he'd score no more than 500, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, swept his gaze around, and finally spotted Wang Zhixin on the outer edge of the crowd.
He was too small and thin to squeeze in past his colleagues, so he had to stand on tiptoe at the outer edge, becoming an "outer ring reporter!"
"Old Wang, what if I score over 500?"
Shen Qiushan shouted towards Wang Zhixin.
In an instant, everyone's gaze fell on Wang Zhixin.
"I'll take your surname!"
After a brief pause, Wang Zhixin shouted back loudly.
"OK!"
"Reporter Shen Zhixin."
Shen Qiushan laughed heartily and strode into the exam hall.
There was a certain heroic sense of "laughing to the skies as you leave home, how could we be mere weeds?"
