Displaying One's Talents
Edwin Blake's lips curved into a silent smile.
Ivy River let out a cold laugh, then calmly stepped down and directly sat in the contestant's seat.
Just as she sat down.
Evelyn King said worriedly, "Today's topic shouldn't have been a problem for you. Why did you still write so slowly?"
"Sometimes writing slowly doesn't mean you can't write, and writing quickly doesn't always mean a high accuracy rate. Besides, it's just the preliminary round; as long as you advance, it's fine."
Ivy River spoke calmly.
Hearing this, Evelyn King finally felt relieved.
"Okay, okay, as long as you advance. It'd be such a waste if you got eliminated in the first round at your level."
Ivy River nodded and then started playing on her phone.
The doctors finished writing all the cases one after another.
The judges began their review.
