Yan Feifan looked at the diagrams of Xv Shuang's facial muscle structure drawn by Zhu Jian and Berry, and he was very displeased.
There were too many errors in the details.
With just a single glance, he identified twenty-one and twenty-five discrepancies in Zhu Jian's and Berry's respective drawings that didn't match reality.
What angered Yan Feifan even more was that it was already Tuesday. This was an assignment he had given them last Saturday.
'They spent two or three days on this and turned in this kind of work?'
Just as Yan Feifan was about to lose his temper, Berry spoke up confidently, "Teacher, the quality of this assignment actually has little to do with the time spent on it."
Seeing Yan Feifan's eyes widen in a glare, Berry quickly explained, "Teacher, you can go ask Xv Shuang…"
"Over the past two days, Doctor Zhu Jian and I have practically pinched her little face until it's swollen."
