Sheng Yang didn't say a word but took the pen and paper to start calculating.
The questions this time were indeed a little difficult, so much so that she could not calculate them easily. She still needed some draft paper, and she used quite a lot of them.
Sheng Yang frowned. To be honest, she didn't like drafting. Every time someone was thinking about how to solve this question, she would come up with a few solutions and choose the simplest one.
Just like last time, she would rather use a more complicated method to calculate it than draft it.
For a person who did not like to be troubled, drafting was really a nightmare.
Dong Yu'an was usually a calm person. However, it was difficult for him to calm down now. He needed three hints before he could start writing. By the time he understood the hints, the other party had already finished writing on a page of draft paper at lightning speed. Could there be such a huge difference?
It was torturous!
