Chapter 393 The Chemistry Questions Themselves Are Wrong
Wu Zhiheng's expression froze for a moment, as if he couldn't believe it, but after a moment, he felt a kind of rage after being humiliated.
However, the students in the audience applauded even more enthusiastically because Lu Yumo and Ma Mingquan teamed up to tease Wu Zhiheng.
Song Fang ran to the stage at some point, and raised his hand from the edge of the stage towards the place where the cheers were the quietest.
Suddenly, the words "Lu Yumo is awesome plus" resounded throughout the stadium.
I never knew that the seventh from the bottom could be so tough!
I have never seen a student who ranked seventh from the bottom being able to outshine others at an exchange meeting between the two schools!
A little fangirl in the first year of high school shouted, "Lu Yumo you are so handsome, I love you!"
After receiving the signal, Lu Yumo took a big step back and hugged himself cleanly.
No one can ruin him! ! !
Seeing the situation getting more and more out of control, with cheers coming one after another, Wu Zhiheng finally laughed too. He picked up the microphone and said, "Excuse me, can you be quiet for a moment? I think you don't understand what you want from me."
"Just because you did it doesn't mean you did it right. Only if you did it right can you say that Yizhong won. Don't you agree?"
The question in his hand was obtained by Ouyang Ya from outside. Apart from anything else, according to what Ouyang Ya said, this question was an internal examination question of a national medical team in China.
Only professionals can understand what these questions are asking. Even the chemistry teacher who led Hangyuan's team this time studied them for several days. If he hadn't seen the answers and analyzed them bit by bit, he wouldn't have been able to understand such complex test questions.
Ma Mingquan actually told him that a student who ranked seventh from the bottom in his grade had solved the problem.
Are we kidding him?
Do you think he is stupid?
"The teachers and students in our school are very clear about the requirements of you." Ma Mingquan also smiled and took a sip of green tea. Perhaps it was the unity of man and tea, the fragrance of green tea emanated from his whole body.
He said slowly: "But you may also need to consider your own strength and whether you are too self-righteous."
Wu Zhiheng: “???”
Wu Zhiheng and the students around him looked at each other, none of them understood what Ma Mingquan was trying to say.
He is only seventh from the bottom, how can he still make waves?
Wu Zhiheng thought so, but the next moment, the test papers that Lu Yumo had finished were projected onto the big screen.
The handwriting is particularly neat, every stroke has a similar style to Fu Zhi's.
The relevant staff moved the paper and the camera shook a little.
Wu Zhiheng caught a glimpse of some particularly familiar words and his heart skipped a beat.
No, that's impossible... Could it be that the seventh from the bottom was really solved? !
Ouyang Ya also pinched her palm nervously.
These were the chemistry questions she got from an elder in her family. When the elder from the Ouyang family had done these three questions, it took him several days. Because he got them wrong, he was driven back to the Ouyang family by the leader of the team.
If this is the case for professionals, what about an amateur?
Shouldn't be done right...
But just as Ouyang Ya's idea came to her mind, the next second, Wu Zhiheng lost his grip on the microphone and it fell heavily to the ground.
"Excuse me, are you satisfied with the answer sheet of Lu Yumo, an average and backward student in our school?"
Wu Zhiheng didn't say anything.
Wu Zhiheng's eyes were dull.
Wu Zhiheng just felt pain in his face.
He silently took out the answer from his pocket.
This was a cheat sheet that he had prepared. If no one from No. 1 Middle School could answer the questions, he would go on stage and copy down the answers himself to humiliate No. 1 Middle School.
But who would have thought...
Ouyang Ya beside him also seemed incredulous. She stared at Lu Yumo intently. After a while, she said bluntly, "How can an ordinary student solve such a problem? Director Liu, it seems that No. 1 Middle School paid a large price to find a big man in the medical field as an external aid?"
Ouyang Ya knew how difficult this question was.
The first person that came to her mind was the owner of the store [Not a Black Shop].
Because the drugs involved in these three questions can all be purchased in this Taobao store.
In addition, the geographical coordinates are all city A.
Ouyang Ya was somewhat indescribably excited and said with a smile: "I wonder if Director Liu is willing to tell us the real name of this big shot?"
"Not really, but aren't these three questions also simple test questions for the top students in your school?"
After Director Liu said this, Ouyang Ya's face darkened.
It feels like shooting oneself in the foot.
But speaking of foreign aid, Ma Mingquan picked up the microphone and said, "I don't dare to be a big boss, and foreign aid is even less relevant. But if Miss Ouyang and Student Wu are really interested, I can introduce you to the first student who did the test."
Ma Mingquan nodded to the staff not far away.
Then, the lights in the venue suddenly switched on to the corner of the entire hall.
Ouyang Ya sat up straight and looked towards where the lights were.
As far as the eye can see, there is only a little girl with a bunny backpack on her back and a boy who is much taller than her standing together. The little girl holds the photo in one hand and stands in front of the bulletin board for a long time, and suddenly realizes that she did not have the glue.
Then she took out a black pen from her schoolbag and symbolically drew a cute little Q-version character on the two words "Fu Zhi".
The boy next to her snatched her pen and drew a little heart in the upper right corner.
Soon, when she finished painting and turned to leave with her brother, she stopped.
Hey ya.
Was she trying to run away and got caught?
Fu Zhi pursed her lips, ready to push Ye Jiu out to take the blame.
However, before the idea matured, a few sporadic questions came from the gymnasium:
"Fu Zhi? She? Isn't her chemistry grade very bad?"
"Isn't it the transfer student next to her who provided the analysis?"
Ma Mingquan spoke slowly, "Oh, I came to the guild hall this afternoon and saw Fu Zhi writing the analysis."
Everyone: “!!!”
Oh my god!
Fu Zhi is doing chemistry problems here! ! !
Ma Mingquan said casually, "I think she only wrote for three minutes. Of course, compared with thirty minutes, it is indeed a little bit inferior."
"puff--"
Many students at the scene couldn't help but laugh again.
And most importantly, "Although it is insulting, Fu Zhi told me that the three questions you asked do not conform to medical logic. They are three wrong questions in themselves."
"I trust my students' professional judgment very much, so I want to ask Hangyuan students, why are all your internal questions wrong? And on such simple internal questions, after you made mistakes, didn't any of you notice? Are you waiting for the students from No. 1 Middle School to correct your mistakes?"
Wu Zhiheng: “…”
What went wrong, how went wrong, what went wrong?
There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with him!
(End of this chapter)
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