I looked at the middle-aged man in front of me and was moved. I then took out the full test papers from my schoolbag.
After graduating for many years, I was already a bit overwhelmed by these questions.
But because of my persistence in the SAT in the previous life, I insisted on writing papers every day even after dropping out of school for many years. It was not too difficult to get started, and the papers I wrote were barely passable.
Mr. Hill carefully opened my test paper and looked at it. His tightly furrowed brow gradually relaxed as he read through it.
In a coquettish tone, he said, "Not bad. Take these back and write them well."
"Both Mr. Edwards and I have high hopes for you!"
Mentioning Mr. Edwards, my mind suddenly flashed back to something.
After I dropped out of school in my last life, I climbed my way through society and managed to establish my own logistics company.
When I returned to the town to visit my mentor, I received the news that Mr. Edwards had passed away due to illness.
It was said to be a liver problem...
"Mr. Hill, how is Mr. Edwards's health?"