As we all know, there are countless talented people in the third generation.
There is naturally no shortage of people who are the chosen ones of heaven.
The most famous person in Yanda is probably Yue Shuhong, but the most famous person in Shuimu is the president of the Student Union, Li Dongguo.
Li Dongguo is best at literature, but he has never dared to call himself the best in Shuimu.
Because there is an unknown vice-president who is firmly above him, people who have not been in the student union for a long time would not know that this person is a true literary talent.
Twenty-seven-year-old Kou Yuting is from Quancheng, Fujian Province.
Unlike Shi Bailan, who had acquired literary talent, Kou Yuting's literary talent was almost innate, and she preferred science.
This time, she ignored the teachers' advice and insisted on taking the exam on her own.
She had this confidence - until she saw the questions on the test paper...
Kou Yuting, who originally estimated that she would get at least 90 points, was depressed.
——Eighty?
Continue to scan the questions...
——Seventy...points! ......? ?
The fourth floor of the Minzhong Confidential Building.
Chu Miaohong's chair was a single sofa specially prepared by the school.
On the desk in front of her.
A bag of pickled edamame, a bag of hot and sour radishes, a bag of Cunjin sugar, a plate of dragon beard cakes, and a pot of steaming old tea.
The test papers and stationery did not exist at all.
The door of the examination room was locked from the inside by Zhang Hongcheng in advance, and the curtains were tightly drawn.
Chu Miaohong lay lazily looking at the scenery outside the building, and took a bite of the sour radish, it was so crispy!
Zhang Hongcheng lay on the desk and watched her eat and drink.
Chu Miaohong was not surprised that her man didn't look at the test paper.
It doesn't matter.
She was wondering if her man's secret was related to an envelope that looked familiar to her.
Chu Miaohong had no intention of getting to the bottom of this. She simply thought that there was nothing interesting to think about at the moment.
The old envelope has naturally disappeared...
......
The fat man was very proud.
Among the people who were video conferencing with him on the several small screens on the computer in front of him, the one with the lowest academic qualifications also had a double master's degree.
Moreover, he can switch interfaces at any time, and VIP web pages such as Baidu, Google, Zhihu, and Yahu are all open.
The cost of hiring people for a two-hour online meeting is as high as 150,000 yuan.
These invited people may not be all-rounders, but they all have mobile phones in their hands - they can call their teachers or masters.
The chubby boss has some unique preferences, but everyone's service attitude is still very good.
After all, the money was given sincerely and generously.
The fat boss and his friend made a time-limited bet. It was a hodgepodge of test papers, and it was an old-fashioned mimeographed one. Believe it or not, there were many questions that made even these masters and doctoral students scratch their heads - they were not sure.
Then, the fat man saw the little people on the small screens start making phone calls one after another.
Thanks to the omnipotence of communication tools and the Internet (and mainly money), they solved all twenty difficult questions in just one hour and five minutes.
The fat man was still very cautious and immediately asked everyone to start a review.
He was afraid that the teachers of that era might have a brain drain and sneak in a research and development question. If Zhang Hongcheng could answer it, then his adoptive father would be finished.
Fortunately, the questions in these question banks are just BT, not crazy.
The VIP imitation writing software in the fat man's computer naturally had Zhang Hongcheng's handwriting, and the machine started to move.
The hardest thing for Fatty was getting the fountain pen ink with the same formula as that era.
It took him a lot of effort to get a bottle from the collector.
When Chu Miaohong woke up from a good sleep, she found that the food on the table had been taken aside by Zhang Hongcheng.
On the table was a test paper filled with writing. She recognized the handwriting; it was Zhang Hongcheng's, but it looked a little strange.
Stretching, Chu Miaohong didn't ask any more questions, picked up the pen and started copying...
......
Yanda teaching building.
The teachers responsible for drawing the questions did not leave. They had to wait until all the candidates from each school handed in their papers before they could leave.
Suddenly the phone rang.
"Hello, where?"
All the teachers' ears pricked up.
Someone looked at his watch and frowned.
No one knows the difficulty of this test better than them, but how long has it been?
Only one hour and twenty-seven minutes!
Could it be that someone simply gave up on submitting the paper early?
You should know that before the exam, all schools have repeatedly explained that no one is allowed to hand in the paper early!
Even if you have to sleep in the examination room, you have to wait until the exam is over - the leaders of the department are also watching this exam!
"National People's Congress?"
"What's going on over there?"
“Someone really handed in their paper early?!”
The teachers looked at each other, with a hint of relief on their lips - as long as they were not their own students, it was okay.
The teacher from Minzu University deliberately ignored the looks of the people around him, as if he was carefully appreciating the stain pattern on the window, but he was secretly cursing N in his heart.
Which department's bastard dares to do this? Just wait and see how I'll deal with you when I get back!
"Which two are you talking about?"
"The young couple from Minzu University? The ones with the surname Zhang and Chu? The two who were so arrogant before..."
"Are you sure their papers are fully filled?"
The invigilator at Minzu University who was in charge of making the call glanced at several of his colleagues who were staring intently at the two papers, trying to find mistakes, and his tone was filled with a hint of uncontrollable shock.
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