Chapter 672： Fairy Candidates

Chapter 672 Immortal candidate

"The teacher won't let you hand in the papers in advance."

She watched him walk to her side, raised her eyes and watched him speak.

Afraid that he would be anxious to wait, she had already finished the questions. When handing in the paper, the teacher told her not to hand in the paper early and let her go back and wait for the time.

She sat back very upset and stared at the test paper for half an hour, and finally snatched last year's test paper from the invigilator sitting behind her and did it.

Zhou Beicheng looked at her and smiled, raised his hand and rubbed the top of her head: "Didn't you hit the teacher?"

"No."

The old lady came over supported by her grandson, and suddenly held the hands of the two and put them together and looked at Meng Yutang with a smile: "You two should be well. Get married early."

Zhou Beicheng: "Definitely."

Until the old lady left, Meng Yutang's hand was tightly held by Zhou Beicheng.

"Have you chatted?"

Zhou Beicheng looked at her and nodded.

Meng Yutang felt a little strange.

Does he still chat with other people?

Zhou Beicheng raised his hand and put the hat on her head: "What eyes."

Meng Yutang smiled and said nothing, and was dragged out by him.

The teacher in a trance came out of the examination room and entered the office with a paper.

"Mr. Zhu, why do you still have one in your hand?"

"I heard that you handed in the papers early in the exam today, and they finished them in half an hour. Which school is so good."

You must know that this is the preliminary competition of the International Mathematical Olympiad. Those who can enter here are all talents from various schools. They are all selected by teachers. Competition, this is a matter of glory for the country.

The man of God who finished the test paper in half an hour, I have never heard of such a student in any school before.

Teacher Zhu nodded blankly.

"Well, do you want to take a look at this?"

He approached, and a teacher couldn't help laughing at his abnormal appearance: "What, there is another bizarre answer?"

He took it, but didn't notice that Mr. Zhu's hands couldn't help shaking.

"Isn't this the paper from last year? It's all answered. You didn't do it because you were bored in the exam room."

Several other teachers also came over.

"Yo, it's true."

"Hey, no, this is not Teacher Zhu's handwriting."

Teacher Zhu came over: "It was written by a candidate."

"Candidate? Still have time to write two papers? Could it be the examinee who has to hand in the paper in half an hour?"

Teacher Zhu nodded.

"How are you doing? Mr. Zhu, what is your expression, are you so bad?"

A group of teachers surrounded and watched, and finally fell silent.

I kept seeing the last question.

Everyone looked at each other in disbelief, then turned their heads in disbelief and looked again.

These teachers often invigilate the competition.

They were also present at last year's game.

Last year's competition really worried all the candidates. The questions in the preliminary round were rare, especially the last question. No one did it, and the person who made the question announced the answer a month later.

However, these answers are not disclosed to the public, only the teachers and participating students know them.

But now everyone is staring at the answer to the last question.

The handwriting is strong, but irregular, flamboyant and seems to be angry.

But the above answer is not wrong at all. The steps of the answer are really very concise. I don’t want to write more, but every step is perfect and correct.

A group of teachers stared at the paper for a long time, unable to recover.

My mentality was a little bit broken, and I was forced to say a few words.

Mr. Zhou has been writing for a long time, but his grades are not good, and he has no recommendations. He wanted to give up several times, but I really like Tangtang and Mr. Zhou, so I kept comforting myself and persisted until now. It is really difficult.

I still want to thank the little cuties who accompanied Mr. Zhou~ I love you~

Hey, my grades are really bad, so bad that I can’t afford milk tea every week, and I keep doubting myself, whether my writing is really rubbish, whether I am really too confident.

In short, my mood was a little affected, and I really hope that more cuties will see Mr. Zhou and Tangtang. I really like their stories, otherwise I should have given up.

It’s just that some of my mentality has collapsed and I’m forced to say a few words. Don’t worry, little cuties, I will finish this book well.

Please take care of the good and the bad, and Zhou Zhou will work hard to bring you better stories in the future. I am grateful to the little cuties who have been with me and Mr. Zhou.

(end of this chapter)