The invigilator was about to scold the disruptive student, but when he turned his head and saw that it was Isabelle, his face immediately darkened.
He was about to reprimand her, but considering that it would disturb the other students, he held back and waved his hand in annoyance, signaling Isabelle to leave quickly.
There was probably no teacher in the entire senior year who didn't know Isabelle. Almost every teacher who had taught her would say the same thing with frustration, "I've never seen anyone as unintelligent as you!"
A score of five!
In all his years of teaching, he had never seen anyone score so low. It was so bad that even luck seemed to avoid her. Even guessing blindly wouldn't result in such a low score. The teachers wished they could crack open Isabelle's head to see what was inside.
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