Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 103 Preliminary Competition 7
In the end, there were 21 students left in F High, and 11 were eliminated.

After eliminating those few at the beginning, there was almost no further elimination.

All three teachers breathed a sigh of relief, the result was obviously better than what they had expected.

Qingran sat back in her original position, and Xie Ying'an and Li Qingmo sat next to her, one on the left and one on the right.

Li Qingmo sat down and started bragging: "I thought it was so difficult, but it's not so difficult."

As if the person who was nervous just now was not him.

That's right, this guy has passed today, but he almost doesn't know his surname when he is so proud of him.

Qingran didn't bother to pay attention to him, she glanced at Xie Ying'an on the other side, Xie Ying'an came back from the podium very quietly.

The young man lowered his head and lowered his eyes, his elegant black eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids, looking at him from the side, his nose was high and straight, at this moment his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his whole body exuded a terribly depressed mood.

Qingran suddenly remembered the word "cold and abstinent" that always appeared in Ruan Ruan's vocabulary, and it couldn't be better used to describe Xie Ying'an at this moment.

It's nothing more than the crazy screams from the audience just now, Xie Ying'an's appearance is really against the sky.

A new round of competition started above the podium.

The usual cold and proud young man, today's mourning is a bit outrageous.

Qingran couldn't help leaning slightly to the left, she asked Xie Ying'an in a low voice: "What's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?"

Xie Ying'an looked up at her leisurely, the dryness in the young man's black eyes had not faded away.

Qingran was stunned for a moment before suddenly realizing that Xie Ying'an hadn't suppressed his original temperament in the past few years, he just became better at hiding himself.

Xu Shiqingran's active approach made Xie Ying'an feel a little relieved, his face looked a little better, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Qingran's fingertips.

"I don't like that man..." He frowned and looked in the direction of the judges' seat, his voice was so low that there was a trace of pitifulness: "I don't like it at all."

This rejection seemed to come from the instinct of the body, and even he himself couldn't explain the reason.

Qingran was stunned for a moment, and followed her gaze towards the judging panel. Among all the Mediterranean men, only Lin Zhou's lush hair stood out the most.

With so many professors, who does Xie Yingan not like?
The one who just asked him the question?
Qingran suppressed the doubts in his heart, lightly patted the back of Xie Yingan's hand, and comforted him: "It's okay, anyway, we don't have many chances to meet them in the future."

Even if this preliminary round is over, plus the next quarter-finals and the last finals, they will only meet three times at most, and they may not be the judges next time.

I don't know if this sentence successfully comforted Xie Ying'an, his mood was obviously no longer depressed to the bottom.

In order not to interfere with viewing, the rear seats are designed to be higher than the front seats.

Xie Ying'an glanced back along the top of Qingran's head, quickly withdrew his gaze and sat down, but did not let go of Qingran's hand.

Qingran always felt that Xie Ying'an's eyes seemed to see something. She couldn't bear curiosity, and she also glanced at the back. Behind her were all black and moving heads, and there was nothing but human heads.

Qingran also turned her head to look at the podium. It may be that she has become a habit of secretly grabbing Xie Yingan's hand during this period of time. She didn't realize that Xie Yingan was still holding her hand.

Xie Ying'an took a peek at Qingran from the corner of his eye. Qingran was looking at the questions on the big screen on the podium, and did not reject his touch.

At this moment, Xie Ying'an felt that he did not reject that young professor so much.

Behind them, Ruan Ruan's nervous voice almost split: "Ah! Did my Brother An see us just now?"

Song Shize broke Ruan Ruan's hand that was grabbing his clothes, and was even more disgusted: "Speak as you speak, why do you do anything?"

Ruan Ruan was immersed in the emotion of being afraid of being discovered by Xie Ying'an, so she didn't think of attacking him for a while.

Song Shize pressed his hands on the folds of the shirt that had been caught, with an expression of indifference: "Don't say that it is impossible for Xie Ying'an to see us at such a distance. Besides, even if Xie Ying'an sees us, so what? Can he see us in this place? Come, can't we come?"

Ruan Ruan: "..."

Song Shize must be trying to pull her into an idiot IQ like him, and then use his rich idiot experience to defeat her!
Ruan Ruan ignored Song Shize, lowered her head and whispered to Zheng Chunming: "Chunming, what are you looking at so intently?"

Zheng Chunming looked sad: "Ruan Ruan, no wonder I'm not qualified to participate in this competition. I didn't get any of the three questions right just now."

The corners of Ruan Ruan's mouth twitched. Can she say that she has been paying attention to the young Professor Lin and never looked at the questions displayed on the big screen?
She deserves her bad grades!
The third round of the competition was off the charts, and only 32 of the 12 students passed.

A few overqualified professors didn't ask any questions in this round, they just scored quietly.

Due to time constraints, the fourth round came to the stage very quickly. This time it was Shiyi High School. When the time had just passed six or seven minutes, several students stopped their pens.

It can be seen that the strength should not be underestimated.

Lao Wu, who was sitting among the students, pointed to the students on the stage and explained in a low voice to the students who were close to him: "I saw the boy on the 15th, his score in this mid-term exam is the same as Xie Ying'an, so it can be regarded as You are your strongest opponent."

Boy number 15 on the stage had a crew cut, which is rarely seen among boys nowadays, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Looking at the lenses as thick as a beer bottle, it can be seen that he must have put a lot of effort into his studies. effort.

Yang Xueting pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice: "He looks so ugly..."

Not as good as one percent of Xie Yingan's appearance.

It turns out that not all those who study well are good-looking.

Only Xie Ying'an looked at his "opponent" thoughtfully, and after a while, said quietly: "I think it won't be long before Li Qingran will become my real opponent."

Old Wu raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then smiled heartily: "It would be a good thing if the two of you at the same table can become evenly matched opponents in terms of grades."

Although Shiyi High School is powerful, none of the six professors sitting on the judges' bench asked any questions.

In the end, City No. 22 High School ended with [-] students advancing, one more than F High School.

Old Wu was not unhappy, and even whispered to Mr. Sun that it didn't matter if there were more promotions, they didn't have any students who were favored by the professor.

Sure enough, even though 22 students were promoted, the faces of the three teachers of the city's No. [-] High School were not particularly happy.

After the four rounds ended, the time came to 12 o'clock. Since there were still four rounds in the afternoon, I was worried that there was not enough time, so there was only one hour for lunch at noon.

The canteen of University F is very large, so many people eat, there is almost no need to queue up.

During the meal, Li Qingmo mentioned Lin Zhou.

He must be hungry, took a big mouthful of rice, swallowed it and said: "I always feel that I have seen that young professor somewhere before? Li Qingran, do you have any impression?"

Xie Yingan paused with the chopsticks in his hand, and raised his eyes to look at Li Qingmo.

Qingran thought about it seriously, then shook his head: "No."

What she knew about Lin Zhou was that Lin Zhou was Li Qingran's husband in the book.

Li Qingmo thought about it for a while, and felt that he couldn't think of it, and he didn't bother to think about it.

Qingran can probably guess why Li Qingmo thought Lin Zhou was familiar. It was said in the book that Li's father was kind to Lin Zhou, so Lin Zhou was willing to marry Li Qingran later, after all, it was just to repay the old kindness.

Now his brother thinks it is familiar, perhaps because when Dad Li was helping Lin Zhou, he had seen a picture of Lin Zhou or heard the name.

(End of this chapter)