It was only in the evening that Qingran and the others found out that this competition was just a preliminary round, and each school would be eliminating half of the participants.
Over thirty students panicked instantly, bombarding the teachers with questions.
"Didn't you say it was a group competition, teacher?"
"Teacher, if it's not a group competition, does that mean each of us will have a chance to answer a question individually?"
"Teacher, do the students who lose the competition have to go back early, or...?"
"Teacher, if this is the preliminary round, what about later? Will there be a final? A grand final? How many people will be in the final? How many can stay in the grand final?"
Question after question was hurled at the few teachers who had just returned from a meeting, leaving them dizzy and disoriented.
Old Wu gestured several times for quiet, but who could stay calm at such a critical moment?
