Actually, Yang daoshen mentioned Su qingran several times in class.

The reason why Ye Hong doesn't know is that he is either sleeping or spending his math lessons in Zhang Xuewei's drama.

At the same time, not only the No. 7 boy, many people present recognized Su qingran and pointed at him, with admiration in their eyes.

In this era, if he can be admitted to Yan Guo University of science and technology in advance, he will be able to give him a name of genius.

It's hard to avoid getting nervous when you compete with such talented people.

I don't know if it's an illusion. Night Hong always feels that Su Qing burns his eyes and Yu Guangzheng keeps aiming at himself.

Just as he was about to observe the other side's expression, nine o'clock struck, and the mathematics competition officially began!

The No.7 boy left, but suddenly winked at Yehong and said: "brother, wait for me to block the body, you understand!"

Night Hong not from a Leng, this guy is not to cheat?

The competition is divided into three rounds. The first round is a function test with medium difficulty. The examination time is half an hour.

The invigilator of examination room 6, two young women, should not have worked long.

According to the regulations, each person's papers are handed out to candidates by one of the examiners.

The supervisor who gave out the papers was quietly and meticulously handing out the papers.

When the test paper was sent to night Hong's hand, night Hong saw several questions above, the corner of his mouth could not help but slightly tick.

As expected, this kind of Mathematics Association's questions may be quite difficult in the eyes of ordinary students. If ordinary senior high school students come here, they may be really stupid on the spot.

But Yehong is not an ordinary person!

This glance, the brain has solved all the problems.

But that female supervisor examiners is suddenly attracted by night Hong's smile, directly stupefied on the spot.

"Ding! Automatically trigger master level seduction skills! "

I don't know if it's an illusion. The female examiner always thinks that the radian of Yehong's mouth is charming, like a whirlpool, which attracts her eyes.

"Teacher, it's my turn!"

The boy on the 7th saw that the female supervisor and examiner suddenly froze and called out discontentedly.

"Ah, ah! Sorry

The female supervisor examination officer suddenly returned to his senses, his face turned red in an instant, and he left Yehong in a panic and continued to send papers.

But the whole process is a little absent-minded, the head of the night hung kept echoing that smile.

"I hate it! It's nothing to laugh at The warden and the examiners were ashamed.

And in the moment she left, Yehong has picked up the pen, natural and natural to answer.

"Ding! Fast writing, writing speed + 1, current progress: 110, current level: entry level. "

"Brush brush brush --" Night Hong's desk, suddenly spread a heavy brush tip across the paper rustle sound.

Next to several candidates are not attracted by the sound, gradually opened their mouth.

"No, it's impossible. Is he doing the problem?"

"My God! Does this person need not think? "

They constantly comforted themselves: the boy must have found that he could not at all, so he began to abandon himself and write blindly.

At this time, the female supervisor examiner just issued a complete examination paper, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

When she was about to return to the platform, she found that ye Hong's hand was raised high.

"What happened to this guy?"

The female supervisor examiner was extremely embarrassed by the boy who made him embarrassed, but he was not slow in action. He went directly to Yehong and asked, "what's wrong with the paper, this classmate?"

Night Hong shook his head and handed the paper forward: "teacher, I want to hand in the paper."

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