Tap, tap, tap—
The sound of high heels lightly tapping on the floor.
Without turning his head, Nan Zhubin already knew it was Weng Pinting.
"Alright, it's about time. Let's start the re-evaluation of the academic report presentation."
It was at this moment that the Vice Dean, sitting in the front row, spoke up. This time, no student volunteers were recruited; he himself would personally oversee the process.
"Everyone, don't be nervous, just do your best," the Vice Dean added, setting the tone for the day.
He picked up the attendance list in front of him and cleared his throat: "The first one..."
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