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As Song Qinrong expected, after the Chinese language test in the morning, crying could be heard one after another in the corridor.
It lasted until the math test bell rang.
As soon as the papers were handed out, there was another gasping sound in the examination room.
Pan Wenhua still stared closely at Song Qinrong, watching her finish the entire paper at a speed faster than Chinese language, and then fell asleep until the early handover bell rang, then handed the paper in and left in a graceful manner.
My mentality finally collapsed.
She walked up and asked another invigilator: "Teacher Jiang, is the exact mathematics this time very simple?"
Teacher Jiang teaches mathematics.
At this time, she was frowning, looking at the paper in her hand, and slowly shook her head: "It's difficult. I just heard before I came here that this math paper was written by Ge Juan."
Ge Jun is a math madman who specializes in leading competition classes at BGI. The papers he produces have one characteristic - abuse.
That¡¯s why so many students took a breath as soon as the papers were handed out.
"I just read the questions. Not to mention the previous ones, I haven't been able to solve the last three big questions until now Alas! This kid handed in the paper early, so he probably knows that he is not good"
Teacher Jiang said, turning over Song Qinrong's paper.
In an instant, his eyes widened.
She and Pan Wenhua proctored the Chinese language test in the morning together, and had seen Song Qinrong's cunning maneuver of freeing up an entire essay.
I thought that this time, the next few questions would be blank.
What I didn¡¯t expect was that every blank on the math answer sheet this time was filled.
The handwriting is so beautiful that it is pleasing to the eye, and the clear analysis steps are listed, line by line, with strict logic, but concise and clear
Teacher Jiang rubbed his eyes and was so shocked that he almost lost the ability to speak.
Pan Wenhua went up to take a look curiously, and his heart suddenly fell to the bottom.
???A paper that even the teachers in the math group couldn't write, did Song Qinrong, a country bumpkin, finish it in less than an hour?
It¡¯s too ridiculous!
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In the next few days, English, physics and chemistry were not as long as Chinese, so Song Qinrong did it faster.
Even later, even Pan Wenhua got used to her taking a nap and handing in papers in advance.
Unlike Song Qinrong, who was so handy, the entire examination room of the Affiliated High School was filled with gloom and mist.
Because the questions in each subject are more abnormal than the others, some students even failed to answer the questions and suffered myocardial infarction midway. At the entrance of the attached middle school, two ambulances came for this purpose.
¡°In short, the students are complaining.
It wasn¡¯t until the last biology exam was completed that the cheers of a few scumbag students finally being liberated came out.
Shao Lu and others gathered around Tang Qingqing, looking at the answers as they walked back to the classroom.
They don¡¯t look very good.
Especially Shao Lu.
She answered an English question correctly and found that she got it wrong again. She immediately tilted her head in anger and looked unbiased, just in time to bump into Song Qinrong who was walking towards the school gate.
She raised her eyebrows slightly: "How come the country bumpkin moves so fast?"
Seeing this, Tong Yanyan next to him sneered: "You don't know. In the past few days, that country bumpkin has handed in every class in advance!"
She and Song Qinrong were in the same examination room.
"Really?" Tang Qingqing's voice was light and her eyes were slightly narrowed.
Shao Lu curled up her lips when she heard this: "She probably knows that no matter how long she sits, she won't be able to solve those questions anyway, so she just leaves early to not waste time."
"But" a baby-faced girl said hesitantly, "I saw that the paper she handed in even filled in the last few questions of mathematics."
She was sitting under the desk in Song Qinrong¡¯s examination room. When Pan Wenhua turned over the papers, she looked up curiously.
Under each question, there are dense answers.
"Is that so?" Tang Qingqing's eyes were full of joking, "Speaking of which, Fu Yan has also filled in all the math questions. But I saw him scratching his head and didn't stop writing until the end of the exam."
She and Fu Yan were in the same examination room, and when she couldn't answer the questions, she would look at the top students a few more times to get some good luck.
"How long did it take you to be the first in the school?" The baby face covered his mouth in surprise, "Oh my God! How dare that country bumpkin hand in the paper in advance? And write down the answers in a dense manner?"
"Obviously it was just random writing!"
Tong Yanyan smiled and said: "To the end of the co-writing, she wrote for a long time, and then she wrote about loneliness!"
"Hahaha" Everyone was amused and giggled.
"However, her Chinese skills are really good. Even if she hands in the paper in advance, she should have really finished it." Thinking of the last time Song Qinrong did the questions on the spot, Tong Yanyan still has lingering fears.
The baby-faced girl blinked: "No matter how good you are at Chinese, it's useless, she didn't even write a composition!"
¡°What, you didn¡¯t write a composition??¡± Tang Qingqing was stunned for a moment.
"Yes!" Baby Face nodded affirmatively, "I can see clearly that the composition page on her answer sheet is all empty!"
"Oh my God! Then her grades must be so bad!"
Tong Yanyan exclaimed, then thought of something again, and felt so regretful that her head was bald: "Ah, why did I only bet five hundred thousand on that bet!"
The baby face also turned his head enviously: "Speaking of which, Shao Lu is the smartest. He borrowed money to place bets. When the time comes, it will be doubled tenfold and he will become a rich woman in an instant!"
"It's not that exaggerated." Shao Lu smiled with crooked eyebrows.
"It's not an exaggeration, you are indeed smart. By the way, can you still place bets now?" Tang Qingqing asked meaningfully.
"Of course you can! You can participate at any time as long as your results are not up!"
"Okay." Tang Qingqing brushed her hair around her ears, her eyes flashing slightly.
Song Qinrong didn¡¯t hear any of these conversations in the corridor. She walked to the door alone.
Fu Sichen has been waiting for her at the school gate for a long time.
Seeing her coming, Fu Sichen naturally stretched out his hand and took the other person's schoolbag: "Do you feel okay?"
"It's okay." Song Qinrong nodded.
? ? ? good?
Chen Yan on the side raised his eyebrows.
He is neither deaf nor blind. In the past few days, either the emergency ambulance sirens or the crying of students in the middle school affiliated with him showed how difficult the questions were.
Ms. Song actually said is it okay?
It¡¯s really not an ordinary madness!
Fu Sichen opened the car door in a gentlemanly manner: "I've worked hard these days. I'll take you to have a nice meal."
"What's good?" Song Qinrong asked, getting in the car.
Suddenly, the sound of "didi" horn came from behind.
A hot red sports car slowly stopped in front of them.
The car window rolled down, revealing Fu Shiying's smiling face, and whistled at Song Qinrong.
¡°Sister, let¡¯s relax after the exam and I¡¯ll take you to go for a swim!¡±
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a strong wind rushing towards her face, almost freezing her into ice.
Fu Sichen squinted his eyes and looked at her, his voice was low and he said every word: "Who should I take with me?"
"Banding¡¡"
Fu Shiying tried hard to resist the urge to kneel down and call her father for mercy. She raised her neck and said, "Sister Dai Rong! What the hell, do we young people need to get the consent of an old man like you for our entertainment?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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