After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returned As a God Chapter 296

  Chapter 296 There was a pervert in the seven-school joint test! 【2 more】

   It has been ten years since the seven-school joint entrance examination, and there has never been a mathematics paper with full marks.

   College students from the Department of Mathematics would not dare to claim full marks.

  But now they have a full score here.

   A teacher moved his eyes tremblingly to the answer sheet on the left side of the screen.

   The last three big questions were answered to the fullest, and it would be impossible to justify not giving full marks.

  The difficulty of the math paper is that the questions are progressive, and the final questions can be answered correctly, and the previous ones are not bad.

   Not to mention multiple-choice questions or machine-corrected questions, it is even less likely to make mistakes.

   is really a perfect score!

   "I haven't seen her for more than half a year, and Miss Ji's Qingwei has already got full marks?" A teacher said in shock, "Ji's family didn't change her teacher, she's progressing too fast, right?"

"No, no, the answering style of this question is very bold. It's not Ji Qingwei's paper, and the word doesn't look like her." Professor Chen pushed his glasses, "Look at the formulas Ta used, the sword is not even me. Think of it, use it well! Use it well!"

   He sighed repeatedly, and the whole person was very excited.

   The teachers around him were even more shocked.

   In other words, this time the seven-school joint entrance examination, another new **** of learning was born? !

   "I changed Miss Qingwei's paper." A female teacher said at this moment, "Look, this word must be hers, be more delicate."

   She projected the paper onto the screen.

   The total score is written on the right.

  125.

   If there is no full score paper in Professor Chen's hand, Ji Qingwei's score of 125 is enough to shake the math group once again.

   But 125 points before 150 points is far from enough.

   Not to mention 125 points, even if it is 149 points, it is a world of difference from 150 points.

   The name, test number and other information are all sealed when changing the test, and will be unsealed only after all subjects are approved and the system calculates the total score.

  Professor Chen exhaled slowly, not knowing whether to cry or laugh: "I originally thought I could sleep well tonight..."

   I didn't expect that this full score paper would make him completely sleepy, and it could be said that he was fighting high.

   Several teachers laughed at him.

   "Chen Lao, it's worth it for a math genius to stay up all night for you, right?"

   "Tomorrow we must urge the comprehensive group and the English group to make the test faster. I'm very curious who can get the perfect score."

   "It shouldn't be from the High School Affiliated to Xia University. I know all the top five students in this year's Affiliated High School, and their scores are all around 110."

  Professor Chen nodded.

   Mathematics is so strong, science will not be too bad, he has to prepare in advance.

   Next door, the language group is also frantically rewriting the book.

   The seven-school joint entrance examination is held four times in one academic year. The Chinese paper is written by a professor of Sinology at Xia University and several old academicians from Tiandi League.

   Difficulty is of course no trivial matter.

   But after all, the most important thing in language is understanding. As long as the direction is right, it is better than mathematics to get points.

   This poetry appreciation is indeed difficult, and many students only got one or two points.

   "Ms. Qingwei is still very good." The teacher who changed to Ji Qingwei's paper sighed, "Wen Changyi's poem was discovered not long ago, and several Chinese scholars studied it together. I didn't expect her insights to be so profound."

   Ji Qingwei wrote a good handwriting in block script, and there is quite the style of Liu Nanzhan, a famous calligrapher during the Great Xia Dynasty, between the lines.

   You can recognize it at a glance.

   "Ms. Qingwei is really amazing, she can get full marks for such a difficult reading comprehension." Another teacher came over, "She should have a higher score this time than last time."

  Although Ji Qingwei stayed at home, all of Xia Da's teachers knew her.

   Ji's family said that at the latest in June next year, Ji Qingwei's body will be able to recover.

  Xia Da directly gave her a direct blog spot, but she didn't hold out much hope.

   After all, Ji Qingwei still has to participate in the international joint entrance examination. If he gets a good ranking in the international joint examination, he will be directly taken by international scientific research organizations.

   But Xia Da still hopes that she can stay in the Da Xia Empire.

   "It should be, maybe I can go to 135." The teacher who revised the book nodded and clicked to turn the page, she was stunned, "Hey, why didn't you write an essay?"

   In the first half of this year, Ji Qingwei also changed the Chinese paper for the first seven-school joint entrance examination.

   is the only full score.

   has been included in the Chinese Academy of Sciences of Xia University.

  The teacher who changed the volume is still thinking about what amazing work Ji Qingwei will write this time.

   But the writing side turned out to be blank.

   "She is weak and has a lot of Chinese questions, so she probably hasn't finished it yet." Another teacher, "The Ji family found a few doctors a few days ago, alas, what a pity, such a good girl, with such a poor health."

   "It should be." The teacher who changed the grades nodded, "But she almost got full marks in front of her, and she still scored higher than other students."

   At the same time, at the opposite desk, a male teacher leaned on a chair and stared at the screen blankly.

   He changed it to a composition and was first attracted by the words

The word    is very beautiful, the silver hook iron painting is neat and beautiful.

   What is even more valuable is that it has its own style and does not imitate any calligraphers.

   This is not the point. The point is that this composition is written in classical Chinese, and all kinds of ancient languages ​​are hand in hand.

   There are so many writing essays in classical Chinese every year, which is inevitably blunt.

   This one seems to have been written by the ancients, and it is very smooth.

  The male teacher took a deep breath and gave him a perfect score of 60.

   He knows that tonight, he will not be able to sleep.

   At this time, the Ji family.

  The servants are all looking after Ji Qingwei, and the chef is also preparing a nourishing meal.

   Ji Qingyao didn't answer anyone, she didn't have a lot of things, she simply packed up and pushed the door out.

   It was Ji Longtai who noticed him.

   "You're leaving today?" Ji Longtai followed, "Can't you stay for two more days? Your sister has been talking about you for so long, you finally come back once, and don't spend much time with her."

   "Stay for two more days?" Ji Qingyao was quite indifferent, "Then she cried so badly that she couldn't take the joint entrance examination, and she put the blame on me?"

   Ji Qingwei is still two months away from turning eighteen, and they have never met.

   Ji Longtai was furious: "Your sister cares about you, but you speculate on her so maliciously, get out! Get out!"

   Ji Qingyao took the knife she bought and left without looking back.

  Ji Longtai was also furious.

   Ji Qingwei was indoors and heard the movement outside.

   After drinking the medicine, she coughed twice: "Mom, where's my sister?"

   "There's something wrong with Qianjunmeng, she's gone." Mrs. Ji frowned, "Don't worry about her, take care of your own body first, there's a comprehensive exam tomorrow."

  Because Ji Qingwei was too weak, the teacher from the High School Affiliated to Xia University came to Ji's house to supervise the exam.

   is one of a kind.

   Ji Qing pursed his lips slightly: "Mom, what if I don't do well in the test this time? When I took the Chinese test in the morning, my heart ached and I didn't have time to write the composition."

   "My heart hurts? What's the matter?" Mrs. Ji became nervous all of a sudden, "You didn't vomit blood, right? Don't take the test if your heart hurts. Your mother knows your ability, and there is no problem in directly taking the international entrance exam."

   "I just want to give it a try." Ji Qing pursed his lips and smiled, "Although my surname is Ji, I can't be special."

   "Master Ming Lan said that you will be well before June next year." Mrs. Ji reassured her, "At that time, you can go out and play like your sister."

   Ji Qingwei drank another bowl of medicine before lying down.

   Mrs. Ji went out with the medicine bowl and lowered her voice: "I said you should leave her alone, she just can't see how we treat Qingwei well, but she doesn't think about how uncomfortable it is for Qingwei to live in pain every day.

   "If only Qingwei could be half as healthy as Qingyao." Ji Longtai felt uncomfortable, "She is so good, but she can't be like a normal person,"

   Ji Qingwei's illness is very strange, the doctor can't see the root cause, so he can only hang it with medicine.

  Master Ming Deng is the host of Guanghua Temple and is very famous in the celebrity circle of the Four Nine Cities, and Mrs. Ji believes it very much.

   He said that if Ji Qingwei can do well in the middle of next year, then it will definitely do well.

   "I don't want to care about her either." Ji Longtai was very impatient, "Since she likes being outside so much, let her fend for herself."

   "Qingwei has an exam tomorrow, let her be quiet." Mrs. Ji said, "Don't ask her sister to worry about her in front of her."

   Ji Longtai nodded.

   Sure enough, he didn't grow up around him, and he didn't get to know him well, and he wouldn't give Ji Qingyao a cent of his inheritance.

the other side.

  An Castle.

   "How was your test today?" Ye Zhenmian took two fruit bowls, "I'an, didn't you faint?"

   "No." Nian Yi'an was listless, "I thought about saving money for Sister Qingqing, so I didn't faint, but it's true that I want to vomit."

   He didn't understand, how could there be such a perverted question in this world?

  Si Fu had a big appetite and ate three buns in a row.

   The doorbell rang at this moment, Ye Zhenmian wiped his hands and opened the door.

   The lights in the corridor fell and hit the man's shoulder. His handsome face was half-light and half-dark, turning all living beings upside down.

   "It's Mr. Yu?" Ye Zhenmian was taken aback, "Mr. Yu come in quickly, Qingqing is eating, I'll call her."

   "No need." Yu Xiheng smiled and raised her hand, "I'll give her something, so I won't keep it, let her have a good rest."

   Before Ye Qianmian could stop him, he had already left in a wheelchair.

   Nian Yi'an was confused: "Sister Qingqing, it stands to reason that you should jump to meet him?"

   "I set myself a goal to ignore him for three days." Si Fuqing bit the bun, "There are still a few hours, it's not time yet."

   Year Yi'an: "..."

   He noticed that his cousin was suddenly childish.

   "So what's the matter with you and Mr. Yu?" Nian Yi'an was curious, "Isn't your relationship very good?"

  Si Fuqing simply recounted the matter: "Deceived me several times and bullied others."

   Nian Yi'an took a deep breath: "He is the Nine Gods?!"

   His other idol, also so close to him?

  Si Fu raised his eyelashes and glanced at him lightly: "You want to betray?"

   "Huh?" Nian Yi'an responded, "I didn't."

   "Really." Si Fuqing took it easy, "If I find out that you have betrayed, I will break your wings after you grow out."

   Year Yi'an: "..."

   This is a little too scary.

  The next morning, Ye Zhenmian made rice **** with meat floss purple potato and taro, and installed two more for Nian Yi: "I put fish in it, you bring it to Huanhuan, she loves fish, so leave early today."

  Yan Yi An responded and went to school to give it to Lin Jihuan.

   "Wow! You are so kind at the same table." Lin Jihuan took the rice ball and was moved to tears, "Your mother's food is so delicious, no wonder the students from our school go to your place to eat after school."

  There are many schools near Beizhou No. 1 Middle School, including universities and primary schools.

  Ye Pengmian's restaurant has been open for three months, and its reputation has already been sold. There is an endless stream of people coming and going, and the daily sales are getting higher and higher.

   But Nian Yi'an has always kept a low profile. Except for Lin Jihuan, no one knew that his family also opened a restaurant.

   "Today's comprehensive test, it is estimated that the ambulance will take away another group of people." Lin Jihuan finished the rice ball in two or three times, "Let's go, let's go in for the test."

   Year Yi An took medicine for stomach.

   I hope he doesn't vomit into the exam room.

  Si Fuqing also entered the examination room fully armed. Her answering speed was fast and stable, and she handed in the papers ahead of time again.

   The students in the exam room with her were already restless.

  Comprehensive questions are no easier than mathematics, and even more difficult, especially physics.

  Some students once regretted choosing physics.

The    ambulance indeed took away several groups of students.

  The English in the afternoon did not make the students relieved. It was difficult from beginning to end. Listening is not done by humans at all.

The    rolls were sealed and sent to Xia Da.

  The teachers of the comprehensive group and the English group wanted to take a break, after all, there is no rush to change the paper.

  Who knows that the teachers of the language group and the math group ran over and frantically urged them to change the papers.

   "What do you know? This time I got a perfect score in math! Quickly change it, I'll see who it is."

   "A full score in math? We also have it in Chinese. I'm also waiting to see the name."

   The teachers in the two groups looked at each other, adjusted the papers, and projected them on the big screen at the same time.

  The eyes of both sides were frozen, and they were silent at the same time.

   The handwriting style of the two papers is exactly the same.

   Si Fuqing: I'm a pervert, I get a monthly pass

   Continue to ask perverts for a monthly ticket wow~

   This is the case, His Majesty's memory has not been tampered with, because the game did bring back to the past, that is, what happened in his previous life, the time is closed.

   I wrote a foreshadowing in Chapter 10. Qingqing's words reminded him of a person, the Qingqing he met in his previous life.

   I'm afraid you can't understand it, let me mention it~~ Simply speaking, it's a two-way cultivation~ The happiness of cultivation, who understands OvO

   (end of this chapter)

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