Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 231
After Shiyi came down, it was finally the turn of F Gao to play in the final round.

Now there is only one quota for Q and B majors, and only two for F majors.

Before going on stage, the dean calmed down their emotions one by one: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, just treat it as a normal exam, don't be nervous!"

While saying these comforting words, the dean's nervous hands trembled slightly.

There was no way, when he came, he boasted in front of the headmaster who was still boastful, saying that this time he would try to get the one with the most walks back in the finals.

Looking at the form now, it doesn't matter at least at most, as long as the group is not destroyed.

Shi Yigao was so strong, didn't he only get two walks?
The point is that Xie Ying'an, who is most likely to get the spot, is still sick.

ah~
Nervousness is bound to be nervous, but after more than a dozen games in a row, Qingran and the others can see the experience just by watching from the audience, and they will not let the nervousness affect their performance no matter what.

There was no rule in what order they should go up, Xie Ying'an went first, Qingran came second, and Li Qingmo followed third.

When he was approaching the stage, Xie Ying'an suddenly paused, and he staggered to get out of the way, allowing Qingran to walk first.

When passing by, Qingran stretched out his hand and gently touched Xie Yingan's hand. It was no longer sickly cold, and it should not affect his next performance.

Xie Ying'an was stunned, and looked down at his hand. The girl's temperature seemed to be still lingering on his fingertips, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"Aren't you going yet? You're smirking like a dick! I'm sick!" Li Qingmo, who was walking behind Xie Ying'an, pushed him away and walked in the second place.

It was also when he was standing on the stage that Qingran saw those professors clearly.

Lin Zhou was still the youngest among them, sitting among the professors, he was the most eye-catching.

Compared with the six professors in front, the three professors sitting in the back are uniformly older, and their expressions are also very serious. They do not have name tags in front of them like the professors in front of them. No one among the students and teachers present knows them. specific identity.

After all the 10 students in high school F stood still on the stage and got ready, three questions began to be displayed on the big screen.

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Qingran's reading speed has been practiced very fast. She almost wrote the pen together with Xie Ying'an, and it took less than half a minute to read the questions.

Li Qingran's performance in the preliminaries and semi-finals gave the professors a lot of surprises, and several professors have an impression of her.

The first few professors had an impression of her, but the last three old professors did not.

The old professor sitting in the middle saw Xie Ying'an writing in such a short time, his face flashed with surprise: "Oh? Is that boy finishing the question soon?"

The professor sitting on his right looked at Qingran, and his eyes were full of admiration: "The girl standing at No. [-] almost wrote the pen with the boy at No. [-]. It seems that the strength of these young people Not to be underestimated."

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The professor sitting on the left smiled without emotion: "It's too early for us to say anything. It's the last word if their answers are correct."

The big screen on the stage began to randomly play the answering steps of their Kanban.

"Huh?" The professor sitting in the middle was surprised again.

The two professors next to him are now focusing on the big screen on the stage. They all know the reason why the professor in the middle is surprised, but no one pays attention to him.

Because they were equally astonished.

The large screen displays the answer boards of the questioners on the stage, which are displayed randomly, but the time is uniform and only a few seconds.

A few seconds are only enough for a glimpse, leaving eyes full of anticipation.

"Who adjusted this display screen? Why did it stay for such a short time?" the professor on the right complained.

"That's right, look at it——" the professor in the middle pointed to the screen: "The girl's answer board just stayed there for a few seconds. Whose is this? How long has this been there?"

The fat professor in front couldn't listen anymore, he turned his head and smiled: "Senior, the stay time is the same..."

"Shut up!" The professor on the right reprimanded him with a straight face: "If you say that I am wrong alone, then forget it, but Lao Qu also said the same thing, can we still be wrong together? Do you really think we are wrong?" Are you blind?!"

"No, no, no," said the fat professor cowardly, with a smile on his face: "Teacher, you're right, I'll call the person in charge later and ask him what's going on? Don't be angry, please." Don't be angry."

"Wait—" The old professor stopped the fat professor who was about to turn around. He looked at Qingran for a while like a vulture, and then slowly said: "No matter what the grades of the girl on the [-]st, she can try her best to win us over." School."

The fat professor nodded like a pounding garlic: "Okay, okay."

To be honest, in view of Li Qingran's excellent performance over and over again, it was hard for him not to like this student.

"You probably won't be able to win it!" The old professor knew the fat professor's urination like the back of his hand. He looked at Lin Zhou who had been sitting upright, and said, "Let Wood fight for it."

Wood grows well.

Girls like the tone of wood.

Lin Zhou turned around after hearing the words, and responded lightly: "Okay, teacher."

The old Professor Qu in the middle dismissed her, "Just because of that one look? She is going to give her a place in the school before seeing her true strength? Isn't that too hasty? Old..."

Before the voice finished speaking, Qingran’s answer board was randomly displayed on the display screen. After 8 minutes, she had finished writing two questions, and the answer board was still the same as the one displayed on the first question, without densely packed solutions. The steps and problem-solving methods are concise and clear at a glance.

Although the idea of ​​solving the problem is somewhat similar to the previous Bai Wenxing, but after adding other ideas, how can Bai Wenxing match it?
Professor Qu, who was still talking sarcasticly just now, glanced at the big screen, and then panicked when he saw it again. After a short distance, he went to take pictures of the two professors from University B sitting in front of him.

The two professors in front turned around in bewilderment: "Teacher, what's wrong?"

"Have you seen the problem-solving method of the girl on the [-]st? What do you think?" Professor Qu asked them.

The two of them are not stupid, not to mention they are so close and have just heard their conversation.

One of the professors said: "Teacher, don't worry, I will try my best to win him to our school."

"Wait a minute," Professor Qu suddenly asked the professor on his right: "Old He, what was that white thing in the last round, did it mean that his problem-solving ideas were taught by others?"

Old Professor He nodded, "From the name, it seems that he was taught by a female doll."

The two looked at each other, thinking that the one on the stage must have taught him.

If this girl really taught him, then I have to say that she did a good job in this round of counterattack!
(End of this chapter)