Chapter 392: Humiliation from Lu Yumo
"If you ask me, there is nothing to compare. Our Hangyuan has the investment of the Ouyang family, and your family is also one of the best families in the jewelry industry. How can an aristocratic school like ours be the same as theirs!"
"We're sure to win if they study art. They can't even solve those chemistry problems, right? Who knows? They might just wait to compete with us in basketball to save face!"
When Lu Yubai heard this, he rolled his eyes speechlessly again.
He was now extremely grateful that Fu Zhi did not participate in this exchange meeting.
After all, let alone the next half month, even at this moment, Lu Yubai couldn't stand this group of idiots with a sense of superiority.
Besides, I don’t like my noisy little cousin.
After Nian Feiyuan introduced their school's long cultural history and heritage one by one, Director Liu led the group of people present and walked proudly into the gymnasium.
At the gymnasium, a large number of cultural and artistic programs were prepared to welcome Hangyuan students.
The senior high school students and some parents who came to watch the fun had already been sitting there waiting.
There were more than fifty chairs placed in the hall. After Director Liu arranged Hangyuan and the students and teachers of No. 1 Middle School to sit down, he took the microphone and said a few simple polite words as an opening remark, indicating that everyone welcomed Hangyuan's students.
There was a burst of applause.
Fu Zhi and Ye Jiu sat in a corner of the gymnasium playing games, not caring about anything in the gym.
Song Fang looked around and finally saw Ye Jiu with his head resting on Fu Zhi's shoulder.
The young man was wearing Fu Zhi's small cotton-padded jacket. He yawned, and the warm light from the window reflected on his face, adding a bit of laziness and softness to his whole person.
Song breathed a sigh of relief, walked forward quickly, squatted down, hooked his finger in the direction of Ye Jiu, and said in a low voice: "Wang Yu just broke up with his girlfriend, and his mental state is not very good. We have a basketball game with Hangyuan in the afternoon, can you play for him?"
Play basketball.
Ye Jiu asked him: "Will I get paid if I win?"
Song Fang: “…”
Well, the brother and sister are the same, they won’t do anything without money.
Song Fang was thinking about how to coax Ye Jiu at this moment, on the stage.
After the dance performance, the microphone was handed to Wu Zhiheng at some point.
He coughed, and after making sure there was no problem with the microphone, he said arrogantly: "The performances were pretty good. On behalf of Hangyuan, I would like to express my gratitude to No. 1 Middle School for the welcome. However, getting back to the point, No. 1 Middle School has not given me an accurate answer to the three chemistry questions I asked a few days ago. Although Hangyuan came to communicate with No. 1 Middle School out of courtesy, but-"
Wu Zhiheng looked around and said, "There are quite a few people on the Internet who have been praising No. 1 Middle School and a student with outstanding ability by taking advantage of the international physics competition. I came here today and I still want to ask, is there really no one left in No. 1 Middle School? If they can't even solve our school's internal questions, then they are not worthy of the praise on the Internet?"
He had one leg crossed, and his sitting posture looked very bossy.
Coupled with the tone and expression when speaking, it is almost as if the disdain and ridicule are engraved in his bones.
He not only looked down on Fu Zhi, but also looked down on No. 1 Middle School!
Director Liu, who was sitting next to Wu Zhiheng, looked particularly unhappy.
The students in the audience were naturally filled with an overwhelming love for the school. They wanted to take the questions they had solved to Wu Zhiheng and slap him twice in the face to drive him out.
Are you worthy enough to compete with your sister Zhi? You stinking idiot!
However, the Buddhist master Ma Mingquan was peaceful. He touched the teacup in front of him, took the microphone, and said in a gentle tone: "Wu Zhiheng, right? I think before I give you your reply, I hope you can answer a few questions for me truthfully, okay?"
Wu Zhiheng leaned forward and made a gesture of invitation.
Ma Mingquan touched his green tea again, then looked at Wu Zhiheng seriously and asked him: "I wonder if the internal questions you mentioned can be done by all students in the school, or just by you students?"
"Since it is an internal test, it is naturally only for top students. Ordinary students will not have such resources."
Wu Zhiheng paused and added, "This question is very professional. Ordinary students can't do it, but for us top students, it's not that difficult. It only took me half an hour to finish it."
"Okay then." Ma Mingquan smiled, glanced at the audience, and waved to Lu Yumo in the first row, "Come on, classmate, come up."
Lu Yumo ran up from the stage excitedly.
Ma Mingquan put his hand on his shoulder and said, "Tell Wu Zhiheng, what place did you rank in our grade in last month's monthly exam?"
Lu Yumo: “???”
Lu Yumo was publicly executed and said, "It's just the seventh from the bottom."
"Then tell Wu Zhiheng, how long did it take you to finish these three chemistry questions?"
"From the time I got the question and started to look at it carefully until I finished it, it took only four or five minutes."
Wu Zhiheng: “???”
(End of this chapter)
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