What is this that Liu Chunfang asked?
Even if you insult your IQ, you also insult others.
The judges next to me really couldn't read it. They took one of them, "Miss Liu, you have a rest. I'll ask one."
When Liu Zhipeng saw Hans take the book, his eyes almost fell to the ground.
Who is Hans? He is the most famous field surgeon in De country. He has high medical skills and a famous eccentric temper.
The person he doesn't like is to take the initiative to say hello to him. He may not answer. Now he wants to give Su Mian a question
Liu Chunfang's face was so cold that she didn't dare to attack. Hans was notorious and was not easy to provoke. Although Liu Chunfang was arrogant and used to it, she didn't dare to offend this person.
Hans, bearded, in his fifties, with strong eyes.
He casually turned to a page and looked up at Su Mian. "When the war Fu camp was closed in 1947, how many war Fu thought they had died of disease?"
"See, what a level they asked!"
"That's the question, okay? What Liu Chunfang just asked was a piece of shit. Su Mian also answered. If I refused to answer."
"I'm really sick of my brain to ask that kind of question!"
There was a lot of discussion under the stage. If it hadn't been for the global live broadcast, Liu Chunfang would have left the table long ago. She was angry here.
Do these people know who she is? Dare you slander her like this? Do they know who her husband is?
When the meeting is over, she will make these people look good!
Several leaders were sweating for Su Mian. This topic is too difficult. I'm tired of seeing those figures. I have to remember.
Zhao Bo has seen Su Mian's memory. He drinks tea leisurely.
On the other side, Huo Jingrun sat on the worktable without expression, looked at Su Mian and waited for her answer.
He had read all Val's diaries, but he didn't have the ability to answer the question.
It's good to remember the plot. How can you remember such accurate numbers?
Liu Hui held her chest in her hands and looked at Su Mian with a mocking face, waiting for her to make a fool of herself.
"233!" Su Mianfei replied quickly.
The audience is more eager to know the answer than Su Mian.
"Right? What's the answer? Who can publish it!"
"Make it up and answer it so quickly!"
"Who can remember this number?"
"Publish the answer quickly, is it right?"
Hans pulled the corners of his lips and laughed, and his beard exploded. "Correct answer!" he didn't expect that someone in the world could read so carefully and remember any number so clearly. Then he gave Su Mian a thumbs up, "Su Mian, I believe you have a solid theoretical foundation! Chinese, great!"
"Lying trough, really right..."
"Will it happen that she has just seen this, so she is impressed!"
"If she answers another question correctly, I'll convince her!"
Another judge next to Hans robbed the book.
Su Mian:
Especially, is this still a field surgery exchange meeting? How do you feel it's her personal answer meeting.
Liu Zhipeng pretended to look at the time. He was really afraid that these people were addicted to playing and couldn't stop. "Everyone, due to the relationship of time, we'll give Su Mian another question!"
He didn't say it was over, because this is Hans's good friend Jack, with the same bad temper!
Jack took the last book directly, flipped it at random and looked at Su Mian. "Dr. mengri is called the angel of death. He experimented with 3000 pairs of twins..."
"Only about 200 pairs survived!" Su Mian answered directly before Jack finished reading.
"... will rush to answer!"
"I just want to know if the answer is right!"
"Don't ask, you must be right. Look at the shocked expression on the judge's face!"