Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 227 Finals 2
In just 15 minutes, the first round of competition: the team is destroyed!

The three students on the stage did not solve the three questions within the stipulated time, let alone the third question, the one with the fastest speed did not even finish the second question.

There was booing from the audience, the difficulty of those questions was obviously beyond the imagination of everyone present.

Several professors sat in their seats with blank faces, waiting for the next round to play.

Survival of the fittest, they have long been used to this kind of scene.

The teaching director sitting in front of Qingran took out a handkerchief from his pocket and began to wipe the sweat on his forehead, his movements were a little trembling.

Even Li Qingmo, who was sitting behind Hou Qingran, was surprised and said "Fuck Fuck" several times.

Qingran withdrew her gaze from the big screen on the stage, looked down at the results she had calculated, and used seven pages of sticky notes. Different answers were written on the second, fourth, and seventh pages, and she used The time is exactly 15 minutes.

Even in these 15 minutes, she still played her strengths in taking notes before, and it is understandable that those few students on the stage did not finish.

Bai Wenxing's voice came from next to him: "Student Li Qingran, should we check the answers?"

Qingran looked at him sideways, and the gentle and handsome young man was smiling gently and holding the draft paper in his hand, and the draft paper was densely written with formulas.

Apparently, when the question was displayed on the stage, Bai Wenxing also worked out the question together.

Qingran shook her head silently at him, the answer would be announced in less than 2 minutes, she really wasn't in the mood to waste this time checking the answer with him.

A trace of disappointment flashed across Bai Wenxing's face.

"Okay," he whispered, "Anyway, the answer will be revealed later."

As soon as Bai Wenxing finished speaking, the answer was displayed on the big screen.

One of the three students got the first question wrong.

Another student who managed to solve the second question was not much better. His formula for the second question was written halfway and he made a mistake.

It was embarrassing for Tuan Mie, and their teachers sat with their heads down, sighing silently.

Qingran turned to the second page and checked the answers. The answer on the second page was correct. She then turned to the fourth and seventh pages, and the remaining two answers were also correct.

In other words, she completed the task of doing three questions within 15 minutes.

Bai Wenxing next to him asked Qingran again without giving up: "Your answers are all right?"

Qingran nodded. Although she guessed that Bai Wenxing's answer might be correct, she still asked, "What about you?"

Bai Wenxing smiled, his expression was full of energy, under the reflection of the lens, his eyes had the self-confidence of a young man: "Same."

Whether it is an opponent who can compete with Qingran and Xie Yingan, his answer is also correct.

At this time, Xie Ying'an raised his eyes and glanced at Bai Wenxing faintly, then stretched out his hand and turned Qingran's head to his side, then continued to lean on Qingran's shoulder with his eyes closed, and continued to doze off.

Qingran: "..."

What do you mean?
When the second round came to the stage, the atmosphere of the entire arena was very sluggish, and everyone in the audience was worried about the people on stage.

The questions to be tested in each competition are different.

When the second round of questions appeared on the big screen, Qingran didn't rack her brains to calculate, she was afraid of wasting too much energy, and when she was actually faced with solving the questions, she would not have so much energy.

Bai Wenxing turned over a new page of draft paper long before the start of the second question, and at this moment he was still doing calculations with his classmates on the stage.

The teacher from City No. [-] High School over there looked relieved at Bai Wenxing, who bowed her head to do the calculations. She then looked at F High, and saw that the female student who was still following the first round of calculations just now began to close her eyes. Resting her mind, she didn't follow the calculations any more, she smiled inexplicably.

Old Wu was still worrying about the students who participated in the competition on the stage. He hoped that the students on the stage could pass, but at the same time hoped that they would not pass. In this way, his classmates would be less conflicted by their competitors and would have no time to go. Look at Teacher Shiyi High.

Even if he sees him, he won't have any reaction, as long as it doesn't affect his performance when he takes the stage, he would like his classmates to recharge their batteries at this time.

Not surprisingly, the four students in the second round were wiped out again!
A student on the stage calculated the answer to the last question, but when he wrote the last number, the bell rang and he couldn't count.

After many days of hard work, it was in vain. The student couldn't help taking off his glasses and wiping his tears. His teacher in the audience seemed to empathize with him, and couldn't help wiping his eyes.

The fat professor sitting next to Lin Zhou couldn't stand it anymore, he picked up the microphone and comforted the classmate, and the mood of the classmate improved a bit.

It was only when Bai Wenxing stopped writing that he realized that Qingran did not follow the second round of calculations at all. He pursed his lips tightly, and after checking that the second round of answers were all correct, he also accepted the draft paper and did not follow the third round of calculations. up.

Until the end of the third round, I finally passed a classmate.

That classmate had a very dangerous life. Neither the professors from Q University nor B University tried to win him over. Only the fat professor from F University asked him if he would like to come to F University?
The student looked at the professors of University Q and University B several times, and saw that they didn't want to speak, so he nodded slightly to the fat professor.

"Huh?" Li Qingmo was puzzled, and he called from behind: "Old Wu? Old Wu?"

Although the voice was deliberately lowered, Old Wu, who was a row away from him in front, still heard it.

Old Wu looked back suspiciously: "Is someone calling me?"

Qingran pointed back at her brother.

Old Wu pretended not to see Xie Ying'an leaning on Qingran's shoulder, and skipped them to look at Li Qingmo.

Seeing this thorn head, Lao Wu's head started to hurt: "What's the matter?"

"Didn't you say that there are only five recommended places this time?" Li Qingmo spread his hands, and asked all the students present. "If you pass five students before, won't the recommended places be gone?"

"Oh," Old Wu suddenly realized, "It's my fault that I didn't explain clearly to you, but Q University, B University, and F University each have five recommended places."

Li Qingmo rolled his eyes, leaned on the back of the chair, and complained forcefully: "You can't even explain such a big thing..."

What use do you want?

At this moment, they completely forgot that the words "there are five recommended spots" in the car just now were said by the dean.

Seeing that the fourth round was on the court, Qingran patted Xie Yingan's arm to wake him up.

Xie Ying'an still closed his eyes without any response.

Qingran looked sideways, the boy leaning on her shoulders closed his eyes, probably due to the long-term fever, the paleness of his face has now turned into a blush...

As far back as she could remember, Qingran had never seen Xie Ying'an's face turn so red, so red that she wanted to reach out and pinch it, to see if it felt as good as it looked before?
You can't pinch him, but it's not a solution if you can't wake him up.

After a while, Qingran couldn't hold back and reached out to pat Xie Ying'an's face twice.

Tsk!The touch is really good.

The next moment, Xie Ying'an suddenly opened his eyes, the youth's dark pupils were full of clarity, where was there even a trace of sickness?
(End of this chapter)