I Exchange For Black Technology By Blowing Up The Bully

Ding Yangze picked up the pen again, hesitated for a long time, and continued to write to answer, but the stroke of the pen changed from firmness to hesitation.

One of the supreme rules of the exam, no blank questions!

Even if you don't know how to do it, you can fool around, guess, apply rote, list formulas, and talk nonsense... In short, you must never leave empty questions!

It's like suppressing firepower on the battlefield, whether it can hit the enemy or not, let's hit a few shuttles first!

Ding Yangze read the questions over and over again, began to guess the questions based on his feelings, and made them up bluntly.

Although he was making up nonsense, he didn't feel guilty at all. Could it be that Song He can solve all these questions? Impossible! Maybe Song He has already finished the questions he knows, and he has been scribbling for a long time.

Fight until the last moment, everything is possible before the paper is handed in!

Ding Yangze temporarily suppressed the fear in his heart, and started to make up wild nonsense, doing the final desperate fight. The previous battles were full of guns and guns, but now after the ammunition was exhausted, they had to fight hand-to-hand with bayonets.

Thirty minutes until the end of the exam!

twenty minutes!

ten minutes!

Ding Yangze's forehead was sweating, and his face turned red.

He has learned all the questions that should be covered, and made up all the questions that can be made up, and there are a few remaining questions that are really helpless.

But Song He in front was still answering, instead of slowing down, his writing speed was getting faster and faster!

There was already a murmur of uproar in the classroom. Although the test papers of the two great gods could not be seen, judging the state of the two great gods, one could basically guess the winner. Song He wrote the questions calmly and at high speed, almost non-stop from the beginning to the end. Ding Yangze's face was obviously ugly, and he was at a loss while holding the pen.

In the back row of the classroom, a group of betting students had completely different reactions.

Yuan Guang's eyes lit up, and he faintly smelled the smell of getting rich again.

Before seeing Song He's college entrance examination paper in the dormitory this morning, Yuan Guang didn't believe that his roommate could be so strong. At this moment, Yuan Guang felt the pleasure of insider trading. He knew in advance that his roommate Qiang would criticize him.

The other students were stunned, never expecting the trend of the battle to be like this. Originally, Ding Yangze answered the questions at high speed, and everyone thought that he was sure of winning, but suddenly Ding Yangze pulled away. Another big upset?

In the middle of the classroom, Zhang Zhilei and Ning Mo stared blankly.

The current battle situation had as much impact on the two of them as the math test in the morning!

"Song He is still answering questions, and Lao Ding seems to be unable to write anymore." Ning Mo exclaimed in a low voice, "Damn it, Song He won't really get the biology competition, right?"

"No way, he can win both battles on both fronts, he is too strong..." Zhang Zhilei's face turned pale, "There is still a turning point, this is not a composition test, and it is not a win if you have more words, it depends on Lao Song and Old Ding has a higher rate of correctness."

"Do you want Song He to win the creature, or lose the creature?" Ning Mo asked.

Zhang Zhilei frowned for a long time, "I hope he wins the creature."

"Why?" Ning Mo raised an eyebrow.

"Song He wins the creature, which means that he is ridiculously strong and different from ordinary people. Will it appear that we are not so good? If Song He loses, Ding Yangze can beat him, and if we can't beat him, wouldn't we be inferior?" Ding Yangze?" Zhang Zhilei analyzed tangledly.

"It makes sense, since we have been defeated, we still hope that the one who beat us will be the champion. It would be too embarrassing for us to be defeated by the little miscellaneous fish..." Ning Mo sighed, "Hurry up and win, Song He, and then we and Lao Ding cried with his head in his arms."

Finally, under the watchful eyes of the whole class, Song He put down his pen and raised his hand with a long sigh of relief.

Ding Yangze hesitated for two seconds, then raised his hand.

Liu Lu waited by the side for a long time, and couldn't wait to take the test papers of the two, and took out the red pen to make corrections.

The whole class was silent, staring nervously at the teacher.

Liu Lu's corrections were extremely smooth, and each question was scored at a glance, and the two test papers were quickly graded.

"Ding Yangze did a great job on the first 20 questions, and he got 5 points more than Song He." Liu Lu paused, "But the last 20 questions are just the opposite. Ding Yangze obviously started to make up things, and Song He answered them instead. good."

"The final score, Ding Yangze scored 63 points! Song He scored 90 points!" Liu Lu announced loudly, "Congratulations to Song He for being selected into the biology competition team!"

Applause burst out, and exclamation was everywhere!

The shock to the whole class was even stronger than the math in the morning. Song He became a dark horse for the second time.

Moreover, in the two exams, the whole class saw Song He's terrifying quality as a top student. He could win the math exam with lightning speed, and he could also hold his breath in the long battle of the biology exam. It's horrible!

monster! This evaluation appeared in the minds of many students.

There were still various discussions in the class in the morning, but now the whole class was completely stunned and could only applaud mechanically!

Ding Yangze's expression was dull.

lose?

lose! !

Song He's score is so high, it turns out that he didn't get any questions at all, but knew all the questions!

In contrast, his last act of scribbling on the subject looked like a dying clown, so powerless and ridiculous!

Big defeat! Ding Yangze scratched his head with both hands in pain.

The sadness and exhaustion of staying up late and studying hard for the past ten days flooded in like a gate. Ding Yangze's mind went blank, and he froze on his seat like a stone statue, motionless.

In the middle of the classroom, Ning Mo and Zhang Zhilei looked at each other and raised their hands to applaud.

"Damn it, he really did it!" Ning Mo was completely numb, with goosebumps all over his body, "Goddess! All Night God of War is really strong! The three of us want to join hands to kill him, what a fart! !"

Zhang Zhilei sighed, "Just now I said I expected Song He to win, but he really won again, why am I so uncomfortable?"

The back row of the classroom.

A group of students took out spicy strips from their schoolbags and passed them to Yuan Guang in the corner.

Yuan Guang's table hole and school bag were full of spicy sticks, so much that they almost spewed out.

Yuan Guangle's mouth is crooked, what a day of abundant wealth!

The front row of the classroom.

Liu Lu stared at Song He with unconcealable admiration and liking in her eyes.

She thought Song He might win, but she didn't expect him to score such a high score!

If she hadn't just finished the test paper from the office at noon today, she would have suspected that Song He had stolen the test paper ahead of time! After all, some students who have trained in the competition team for one or two months, it is extremely difficult to get more than 80 points in this test!

"At eight o'clock in the evening in the school auditorium, the competition team's inaugural meeting, you know?" Liu Lu smiled.

"I know the teacher, the class teacher told me this morning." Song He said quickly, "I will go there on time."

"The head teacher told you this morning?" Liu Lu was slightly startled, and then thought of something, with an incredulous expression, "You have also been selected for the math competition team?"

"Yes teacher." Song He nodded calmly.

Liu Lu was surprised that this kid really won the grand slam?

Immediately, the corners of her mouth curved meaningfully, "For the seats in the auditorium at night, the mathematics competition students sit on the left, and the biology competition students sit on the right. Which side does Song He plan to sit on?"

Song He was stunned, this seat is divided into left and right?

"Of course I sit on the biological side!" Song He hastily stated.

"Good boy." Liu Lu nodded in satisfaction.

...

Evening self-study.

Senior three, ordinary class 1.

Zhuang Qiyan frowns as he frowns on the math test paper.

Suddenly, the deskmate patted her on the shoulder and handed over an exercise book.

"Sister Zhuang, can you understand this conic section?" The deskmate blinked expectantly.

"Coincidentally, look which problem I'm working on." Zhuang Qiyan put the math paper in his hand, and the two problems were exactly the same.

"Can't you too?" The deskmate was frustrated.

"Ask Lao Zheng and the others?" Zhuang Qiyan said.

"This question was given to me by Lao Zheng. They discussed it for half a class and didn't understand it." The deskmate continued to be frustrated, "Sister Zhuang, you are the number one in mathematics in our class. You don't even know the question. You expect us Who can do it?"

Zhuang Qiyan sighed, quite helplessly.

The level of the students in the ordinary class is indeed inferior. She feels that she is average in mathematics, but she can maintain the first place in this class. She seems to be a general who wins all the time, but she is actually a general among dwarfs.

Whenever she encountered a math problem, she fell into an embarrassing situation. There was no one in the class who could solve the problem, so she had to go to the math teacher.

But the math teacher in this class recently had a second child, and usually ran home after class to nurse the child, and there was no one to find.

"Hey, didn't you meet a mathematician in the library a few days ago?" The deskmate suddenly remembered something, "Do you want to ask him?"

Zhuang Qiyan's eyes lit up, just as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, she grabbed the test paper, got up and ran out of the classroom.

After a while, Zhuang Qiyan found upstairs, Elite Class 2 of the third year of high school.

The students in the elite class seem to have selective deafness, and they don't go out of the classroom to play when the bell rings, and they are all bored in the class discussing the topic.

Zhuang Qiyan had no choice but to stand at the door, poking her head out to find a familiar face.

The school belle suddenly appeared outside the class, looking like she was looking for someone, and soon the whole class was attracted to it, and the voice of the discussion quickly switched to discussing beauties.

"Damn, isn't that Zhuang Qiyan? The real person is so beautiful!"

"Is this figure real? I really want to ask why she is so big..."

"I'm going to go, who is she looking for? Could it be some pig in our class who pushed the cabbage?"

"No way! Whoever dares to push the cabbage will kill a thousand dollars! Cut it into thin slices! Please eat hot pot for the whole class!"

Finally, those who have trouble mustered up the courage to ask at the door.

"Hello classmate, are you coming to our class to find someone?"

Zhuang Qiyan was slightly panicked, nodded and whispered, "I'm looking for Song He from your class, is he there?"

"Song He?" The few busybodies at the door were at a loss, "There is no one named Song He in our class, are you looking for Song Jiang?"

Zhuang Qiyan was stunned, Song Jiang? Liangshan bandits carry Song Jiang?

Before she could deny it, the troublemaker had already turned his head and yelled at the class, "Song Jiang! Song Jiang! A beautiful woman is looking for you!"

The whole class suddenly burst into a loud commotion, boys and girls were all erupting, their admiring gazes focused on the back row, a certain black fat man stood up with a dazed expression, and walked towards the door of the classroom nervously.

The fat black man's heart beat so fast that he was about to fly out, am I dreaming? School belle Zhuang Qiyan came to see me specially?

Zhuang Qiyan looked at the fat black man who was approaching, and couldn't help being stunned. Is this Song Jiang or Li Kui?

"No, no, no, I'm not looking for him, I'm looking for Song He, Song He is thinner, whiter and more handsome..." Zhuang Qiyan was halfway through the description, and found that Li Kui's face on the opposite side was getting darker, so he hurriedly changed his words, "Song He is good at math , I asked him a math problem."

The fat man broke his guard and left with a sad face. He sits in the back row of the classroom because he is not good at math. This Song He sounds better than himself in every way...

"There is indeed no Song He in our class. You may have misremembered it, classmate." The good-natured person asked earnestly, "What kind of question is it? Although I can't provide you with Song He, it is still possible to provide you with the answer to the question."

Zhuang Qiyan hesitated for a moment, and took out the test paper.

The troublemakers at the door stretched their necks over in an instant, looking at the questions on the test paper.

"Unfortunately, we happened to be discussing this problem in this class, and we haven't solved it yet." The troublemakers were embarrassed, "I'm sorry, classmate."

"It's okay, thank you for bothering me." Zhuang Qiyan said politely, then turned and left quickly.

Going downstairs, Zhuang Qiyan looked depressed.

Absolutely remember correctly, Song He said that he is in Elite Class 2, and he didn't need to lie to me, how could there be no such person?

Suddenly, Zhuang Qiyan thought of something, and widened his eyes in disbelief.