"This student named Luo Xiaohei is probably the seed player of Qiushui High School."

Wang Xueyuan nodded, his impression of this child slightly changed.

Lu Xiaoyuan next to him heard this and pulled up some information from Qiushui High School to check.

"its not right!"

She turned over it and couldn't help shouting.

"What's wrong, Madoka?"

Wang Xueyuan looked at her in surprise and asked.

Lu Xiaoyuan carefully read the information twice and said with a confused look: "Professor, there is no one named Luo Xiaohei among the top 10 students in Qiushui High School."

She looked back again and suddenly made a new discovery.

"Yes, here is Luo Xiaohei, a first-year senior, usually around 15th in his grade."

At this moment, Wang Xueyuan's expression finally changed.

No way, a quasi-student in the first year of high school has such a level?

Then, in the third year of high school... how strong will the top 3 be?

It’s not really like that academic ruffian Han Xiaoxing said, at least 10 students have perfect scores, right?!

He hesitated in his heart and continued to scroll down.

This second copy belongs to Han Xiaoxing.

Well, my first impression is that the characters are ugly.

Pity.

Wang Xueyuan sighed softly, looking at the crooked fonts and feeling a little dizzy, but it was all right.

Keep turning until the end.

"Um, Madoka, is there any water?"

His eyes were blurred, his mouth was dry, and he couldn't help but ask.

Then, he realized something was wrong.

This guy... actually got perfect marks?

"Ah, what water?"

Lu Xiaoyuan was stunned from looking through the information, "There are some, I'll pour them out right now."

She hurriedly went to the side to make a cup of Pu'er.

"Xiaoyuan, how is the situation of Han Xiaoxing?"

Wang Xueyuan put down his glasses, rubbed his forehead and asked.

"Professor, this Han Xiaoxing... was a student in the ordinary class last month, and his grades were ranked outside the 50th place in his grade."

Lu Xiaoyuan quickly told the information she just saw.

The two looked at each other, frowning slightly, and both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

"You mean...he just woke up?"

Wang Xueyuan finally couldn't sit still. There was a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger in Qiushui High School.

If two ordinary students have perfect scores, then what about the top three in grade... I can't imagine it.

He patiently continued.

Tian Liang, full marks.

Li Dazhi, full marks.

Lin Weiwei, full marks.

Wang Zhitong, full marks.

Mu Yuwei, full marks.

…

Soon we arrived at the last place, Su Bei.

This person's test paper is completely different from the previous Han Xiaoxing. The first impression is - the handwriting is really beautiful.

Each handwriting appears on the paper, like small regular script with hairpin flowers, clean and neat, and pleasing to the heart.

Wang Xueyuan was immersed in it unconsciously.

However, the more he looked, the more frightened he became.

Is this really a test paper for a high school student?

The question-answer questions and major questions in it are very concise and concise, and the individual extensions of the content are just to the point, but they obviously belong to the category beyond the outline.

Even the extended knowledge of two of the thinking questions seems to be the latest foreign arguments.

Finally, he gently took off his glasses.

"Professor Wang, these are tissues."

Lu Xiaoyuan thoughtfully handed over two napkins.

"Thank you." Wang Xueyuan raised his head from the tablet.

This distinguished professor of Nanling University, who has studied ancient and modern times, was covered with sweat on his forehead.

He wiped his forehead, took another sip of Pu'er, and then slowly sighed: "It's incredible, it's incredible."

Lu Xiaoyuan next to him was curious, looked at the tablet, and asked: "Professor, what's wrong?"

"Xiaoyuan, after I go back, I will apply to the principal to put Qiushui High School on the annual special recruitment list."

Wang Xueyuan put on his glasses and said solemnly.

"Professor, why is this?"

Lu Xiaoyuan opened her eyes wide and couldn't understand.

"Haha, do you know?"

Wang Xueyuan shook his head and sighed softly, "A total of 23 people from Qiushui High School participated in the competition, and all received perfect scores."

"What?"

Lu Xiaoyuan was stunned for a moment, "How is this possible?"

Both of them thought about what the ruffian Han Xiaoxing said at the entrance of the cultural and sports center.

"As long as they follow my tips, at least 10 of the 23 people will get perfect marks this time."

Haha, 10 people?

The two of them smiled bitterly at the same time.

There is no truth in this mouth!

As for the secret...I believe you as a ghost!

Naturally, Su Bei didn't know that so many changes had taken place in this short period of time.

He was worried while taking the exam.

I wonder how Zhang Ergou is doing. Are you observing secretly? Will he suddenly take action?

The liberal arts test paper in the afternoon was indeed difficult and very divergent. Different people have different opinions and wisdom.

So some people think it is very simple.

Su Bei checked it twice carefully and felt that he had tried his best and was not sure of getting full marks.

Think about it, it's better than that guy Han Xiaoxing.

At least, he will definitely not get any literal points.

That love letter was really thoughtful.

…

After the exam, everyone gathered together.

"Students, how did you do in today's exam?"

Lian Jiazi asked in a calm voice. Although he was confident in his heart, he was always uneasy until he saw the results.

Everyone looked at each other in silence.

When Su Bei saw this, he quickly stood up and said to everyone: "Teacher Lian is asking questions, please speak boldly."

These guys immediately shouted in unison: "Rush into the finals! I am invincible!"

This is a slogan taught by Han Xiaoxing in advance.
To be continued...