Cheng Yong, a student in Class 7 of the third year of high school, was completely bewildered.
He originally planned to work through and explain this problem with his students today.
He even got the question from a classmate.
From any perspective, it's impossible for Su Yu to have seen the question beforehand.
As for what the students from Peking University revealed?
Heh, out of more than a thousand people in the department, only one person passed perfectly. Those brats have long been taken away for training and seclusion.
The one who passed perfectly is even less likely to be related to Su Yu.
Cheng Yong suddenly felt a bit conflicted. He had been proven wrong, but Cheng Yong was the student he had the highest hopes for.
He wanted to take this opportunity to teach him a lesson and then encourage him to work hard to get into the Department of Tactics at Peking University.
Then the other party directly solved the final exam questions for the third-year students at Peking University.
Hmm...it's complicated...hmm? No way, it's not complicated at all!
Su Yu was waiting on the podium for the homeroom teacher to question whether she had seen the questions in advance.
Suddenly, I noticed that my teacher excitedly took out his phone.
Not only that, he pointed at himself and shouted, "Su Yu, you wait here, I'm going to get you the admission notice from Peking University right now."
Su Yu: ????
Song Qinghuan: Meow meow meow? My goal is now confirmed as Peking University?
The other students in the class: ? ? ? !!!
In the quiet classroom, someone couldn't help but wonder, "Could this be the final exam question for the freshmen at Peking University this year?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the way everyone in the class looked at Su Yu changed dramatically.
Shock, envy, jealousy...
Squad leader Zhang Shizheng clenched his fists, looking at Su Yu as if he were his father's killer.
Outside the classroom.
Cheng Yong is already using his mobile phone to contact his former classmate Zhuge Yun.
But when I tried to make the call, it kept showing that the line was busy.
Cheng Yong frowned: "Why isn't this kid in the lab at this hour? Who is he talking to on the phone?"
"Could it be that this blockhead has finally seen the light and found a girlfriend?"
On the other side, Zhuge Yun, who was sitting in front of the screen, also cursed and said, "Damn it! I knew that old bastard Cheng Yong wasn't teaching properly in Tianyun City."
......
Zhuge Yun finally turned off his phone, but it rang again shortly afterward.
Cheng Yong realized he had finally gotten through on the phone and immediately began to organize his thoughts.
But before he could speak, Zhuge Yun's nonchalant voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Your student passed my test, right?"
As soon as the voice rang out, Cheng Yong immediately became annoyed: "Damn it, why couldn't it be me?"
This made the voice on the other end of the phone even more infuriating.
"Tch, you?"
“I don’t know what level you are at, but there’s absolutely no way you would choose to use a superhuman to clear the way for that path in the valley.”
"You always treat people with superpowers like treasures when you come up with tactics, do you think I'm not familiar with them?"
“This is definitely the talented kid you told me about before.”
"What? You borrowed a problem from me to try and put that little genius down, but now you've ended up putting yourself down instead?"
As he spoke, Zhuge Yun took another closer look at the tactical records on the screen.
On the other hand, if he didn't need someone's help, Cheng Yong would have hung up on him on the spot.
He took a deep breath and prepared to speak.
Zhuge Yun once again preemptively said, "Don't say anything yet, let me guess whether you're going to call me now."
"Do you want my direct recruitment quota to give to that kid?"
"Cheng Yong, you're dreaming! I only get one child a year, and you want to arrange one for me?"
“Anyway, you don’t need it every year,” Cheng Yong retorted, a rare occurrence for him.
Zhuge Yun became even more emboldened: "You know I don't use it? Does that mean I don't want to use it?"
"No one is qualified for me to use them!"
Zhuge Yun's tone revealed a strong sense of contempt.
"Hmph, those grandmasters, they all want to get their kids into Jubei University next year."
"Did I refuse to attend Peking University to help them take care of their children?"
Seeing that Zhuge Yun was getting angrier and angrier, Cheng Yong quickly interrupted, "Alright, alright! I'm not here to listen to your complaints."
"Just tell me, am I a student or not?!"
"oh?"
"Do you want to hear the truth? Then I'll tell you all about it." Zhuge Yun resumed his nonchalant manner.
"I took a look. Tactical choices, judgment of the combat strength of the alien beasts, and some knowledge of the habits of the alien beasts—this kid has thoroughly mastered what is taught in the book."
"In terms of the big picture, I'm not as petty as you. I'm willing to sacrifice when necessary."
"But Lao Yong, we tacticians can't just rely on the dead knowledge taught in books."
"What the book says is true, but can it be the whole story? Tell me, if this were a real-life scenario, could he achieve a victory with only casualties due to chance?"
"Not to mention, this is just a question. Maybe he just stumbled upon the last wet shadow worm by sheer luck. This question doesn't prove anything."
"Oh right, I remember you also told me that this kid's martial arts talent is extremely poor, and his qi and blood haven't increased much despite all these years of cultivation?"
"With his small frame, is he going to the battlefield to die? If he can't even go to the battlefield, or even enter the wilderness, how can he possibly escape the world of books?"
"Now tell me, does this kid deserve to take away the direct recruitment spot I have?"
After a few words, Cheng Yong's excitement was completely dampened.
He could only sigh and feel sorry for Su Yu.
But just then, Zhuge Yun's quiet voice came from the other end of the phone again: "So when are you planning to send him over to me?"
Cheng Yong: "Hmm?"
"What are you 'humming' about? Are you stupid?"
"How old is this kid? How many books has he read? He can do this after reading just a few introductory books. What will he be like after learning more?"
Cheng Yong suddenly realized that the bastard on the other side was doing it on purpose.
He snorted coldly: "Didn't you, Professor Zhuge, say that our Su Yu has low talent and can't even go to the battlefield?"
Zhuge Yun's furious voice came through the phone again: "What the hell is this?!"
"So what if he's a little lacking in talent? You better send him to me."
"I fed him with blood crystals every day and he still managed to become a third-grade martial artist!"
"What, you want us tacticians to be at the forefront?"
"But I have to remind you of something first: you absolutely have to guarantee his safety before he finishes his college entrance exam."
"If you maim him, you'll be ruining a great tactician for the future of humanity!"
"Alright, alright, you call that great? You be the great one first."
"I'm hanging up, I'm hanging up." Cheng Yong said with a smile, but his tone was impatient.
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