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The classroom was as silent as a graveyard as the students were busy with mathematics tests again. Carson was staring at the paper with no clue of what to write, he looked to the left and right to see the people writing on their papers.

"No side looking!" Mr Brown hit a stick on his table that made him face his book.

After two hours, the text was over, Carson sighed as he stepped away from the class.

"How was it man?" Fred walked up to him and asked.

"The usual, you know they were all looking like Chinese to me" Carson replied.

"Sorry man, next time" Fred tapped...