Regarding the matter of laying the floor, Shen Qi and Mo Qing said nothing.
The three of them entered the examination room building, accompanied by Song Yiyuan, Goblin, and Pengren. However, Goblin and Pengren placed their luggage for the three of them, and only Song Yiyuan accompanied them into the computer room.
"Miss Mo, come on." Peng Ren made exaggerated movements for Mo Qing, placing his hope on her, "Whether Mr. Jiang can save his face in your school depends entirely on you."
Mo Qing glanced at him and said nothing.
Peng Ren still has a bright smile.
Goblin stood behind Peng Ren, raised his hand and slapped Peng Ren on the back of the head: "Everyone around is watching, can you save some face for her?"
"How do I..."
Peng Ren was about to retort when he looked around and saw many students staring at him. He immediately gave up and coughed twice before restraining himself.
Song Yiyuan said goodbye to them: "We're leaving first."
"Don't worry, we are here for the logistics!" Peng Ren waved his hand openly, but Goblin forcibly pressed his hand down.
…
The examination room was buzzing with people, and most of the students were here. They wore uniforms from different schools, and occasionally looked at other opponents, showing a strong sense of competition.
"I asked around. In our school, you three are the only ones in this examination room." Song Yiyuan helped them find seats and said considerately, "You can compete in peace and don't worry about anything else."
Min Chang: "Oh."
Shen Qi: "Okay, what to eat for lunch?"
"..." Song Yiyuan, who still wanted to say a few words, almost choked to death, "Peng Ren and Goblin will bring you food. You can tell me what you want to eat, and I will tell you."
So, while other groups were nervously waiting for the questions to be announced, Mo Qing and Shen Qi were seriously submitting their dish names, one after another, and the requirements were quite high.
They didn't want to come here to take an exam, but just wanted to go through the motions and just have fun.
Song Yiyuan held his forehead and sighed.
"It's eight o'clock, the topic is open." Someone shouted.
Immediately, the noise in the examination room became quieter, and each group turned their attention to the questions on the computer screen. After browsing, the computer room was boiling again.
There is no other reason.
This question is too difficult.
The question directly takes Lu Zhishu's plateau railway construction a hundred years ago as an example, and asks students to come up with solutions based on the phenomenon that exists today a hundred years later.
This is one of the problems that current railway experts are studying. Although it is simple in terms of professionalism, they are just a group of high school students. How can they solve it?
"You're mistaken, this is like the level of the university group."
"It's not that difficult for the college group, right?"
"Reforms have begun this year. The value of winning the prize is high. How can the questions be simple?"
…
The students were complaining and the teachers accompanying them all looked sad.
"Is it difficult?" Song Yiyuan walked across the street like a mountain and knew nothing about these things. "How about you just do whatever you want, finish it and go home early, so as not to have to sleep on the floor and suffer."
Mo Qing pretended not to hear what he said next and moved his fingers: "It's simple."
Her words were neither light nor serious, but as it happened, the instructor of the group next door listened carefully.
The instructor gave her a look that said, "I don't know how high the sky is."
Shen Qi said: "It's a bit difficult."
"I am responsible for writing the paper and I will listen to you." Min Chang lay down after reading the topic.
The division of labor between the three of them is very clear. Mo Qing is responsible for modeling, Shen Qi is responsible for programming, and Min Chang is responsible for writing papers. The one who uses the most mathematical knowledge is actually Mo Qing.
"You are indeed our scumbag." Song Yiyuan sighed and raised his hand to pat Mo Qing's shoulder, "You shine with confidence."
Mo Qing waved his hand away.
Mo Qing chuckled: "This kind of problem was anticipated a hundred years ago."
