Manshu stood in front of the girl, half a head taller than her.
She approached the girl, and the girl immediately felt a beauty attack.
She almost forgot about her cheating because of Manshu's good looks.
Fortunately, the classmate next to her gave her a push: "I, I..."
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Manshu: "Forget it, it doesn't matter what your name is, I can't remember it anyway. However, what I want to tell you is that I only said that cheating was wrong, but I didn't admit that I cheated.
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"It's all written down here in black and white, and you still don't admit it?"
The girl suddenly woke up from Manshu's beauty, and looked at Manshu with wide eyes.
"Classmate Yan Manshu, you should know yourself. With the teaching level of your original school, it is impossible for you to get this score."
"Why is it impossible?" Manshu stared at her, "Are you a liberal arts student or a science major?"
She had never seen this girl before, so she was definitely not from Class 1 or 2.
There were only five classes in liberal arts, and either her grades were average or she was studying science.
"Science, I study in Class 11."
Class 11 is the second-best class in science, slightly worse than the best classes, but slightly better than students in ordinary classes.
This girl can usually get into the top 100 in her grade in exams, within ten of her own class.
This time she did well in the exam, fifth in class and fifty-fifth in grade.
Her ranking can only be said to be pretty good, not particularly good.
However, compared to a cheating student, she felt that she was already excellent.
"What is Heron's formula?"
Manshu suddenly asked.
The student was stunned and couldn't speak.
Helen's formula is not difficult, but who of us can memorize the name of the formula?
When doing the questions, does it matter if you know how to do them?
"You know?" The girl was obviously dissatisfied.
She didn't believe that Yan Manshu was very good at mathematics.
Manshu said a formula, and several of the science students discovered that she got the answer right.
Manshu asked again: "What is the volume formula of a round cone?"
Round table?
She knows this!
"v=1/3πh..."
"Angle formula?"
The more Manshu asked questions, the faster he spoke. The girl could barely answer at the beginning, but later she couldn't answer at all.
It's not that she is too stupid, but that many formulas are confusing in her mind and difficult to answer.
In addition to mathematics, Manshu also asked her about Chinese and English.
Later, the girl came to her senses: "Why are you asking and me answering? If you have the ability, you can answer it. Aren't you a liberal arts student? Then recite "Li Sao"?"
"Li Sao" is recognized as the most difficult to recite among high school textbooks.
Manshu opened his mouth and said: "Emperor Gaoyang is a descendant of Miao. Our emperor is called Boyong. He took Zhen from Meng Zuoxi, but Geng Yinwu surrendered..."
Manshu spoke very fast but missed every word.
She not only recited selected excerpts, but also recited the entire "Li Sao".
The girl was still dissatisfied: "Who can't recite? It's just that my memory is better."
Manshu smiled: "This is indeed not enough to prove that I can score 141 points in the Chinese test. However, whether I cheated or not cannot be proved by a big-character poster."
"This big-character poster is full of questions about me, but at the end, I don't even dare to leave a name. Does this also mean that the person who posted the big-character poster didn't dare to confront me face to face? She has a guilty conscience.
Woolen cloth?"
Manshu glanced around at the onlookers, his eyes rested on someone for a moment, and then he looked away casually.
Someone's body froze, as if he couldn't believe it, and he quickly lowered his head and did not dare to look at Manshu.