I Exchange For Black Technology By Blowing Up The Bully

"Hello, I'm Song He." Song He looked wary, and said that Cao Cao Cao Cao is here, is this guy calling?

"I asked the head teacher for the competition questions, and the head teacher told me to give them to me in the afternoon. I heard that you have a competition question here. I want to take a look first, is that okay?" Ning Mo asked.

Song He nodded hesitantly, and took out a thick book of competition questions from his school bag.

Ning Mo took the test book, thanked him and sat down directly at the dormitory table, and took out the draft paper and pen from his pocket.

"Can I do half an hour here?" Ning Mo asked.

Song He couldn't figure out why this person came, but he still agreed, "Of course."

"You can do the questions together, and we can communicate with each other." Ning Mo moved aside to make room.

See you in the picture!

Song He suddenly realized that this guy was not here to look at the questions at all, he was here to test his math skills!

Yuan Guang on the side was also startled, his face turned pale with nervousness, and he looked at Song He in doubt. Right now, Ning Mo's attitude is very obvious, that is to provoke and ask for a fight!

The dormitory suddenly smelled of gunpowder, and Song He also wanted to try Ning Mo's details, so he simply sat beside him and put a pen and paper.

Ning Mo took off his watch, set it for half an hour, and the beep sounded!

The watch was placed in the middle of the table, and Ning Mo picked up the pen without saying a word, and the gel pen crackled and listed a series of question numbers on the draft paper!

Song He also worked on the questions, quickly entered the state, calmly examined the questions, and did quick calculations on the draft paper.

Yuan Guang closed the door of the dormitory silently, not daring to vent his anger, and watched from a distance behind, feeling nervous like a mortal watching gods fighting.

He hoped that Song He would win, after all, Song He was his roommate.

But reason told him that Song He had little chance of winning, and Ning Mo, who came to the door, was extremely arrogant. Maybe Song He couldn't even catch up with half of Ning Mo's speed in solving the questions.

Ten minutes passed quickly.

The difference in progress between the two sides has widened!

Song He's face was ugly, and after ten minutes of hard calculation, he only advanced to the second question, which can be called a turtle crawl.

The questions are several times more difficult than expected, seriously beyond the outline, and each question spans a huge amount, and knowledge points from different directions are often mixed together. It is a trap every step of the way, which is extremely disgusting!

It's burning, the brain is going to burn!

Ning Mo next to him also frowned, and the difficulty of the competition questions was beyond his expectation.

But Ning Mo's progress is much faster, and he has quickly advanced to the tenth question!

A full five times the gap!

If Song He's speed of doing the questions is three rounds of small bouncing, Ning Mo is comparable to Wuling Hongguang who is rushing forward!

The draft papers of the two are completely opposite. Song He wrote two large sheets of draft paper, but Ning Mo only used a small piece the size of a palm. He didn't seem to need a pen to do calculations. He pinched his fingers when he encountered a problem, like a fortune teller. Then the answer came out, faster than typing on a calculator!

Yuan Guang was dumbfounded. Sure enough, Ning Mo is still strong and invincible in mental calculations. After all, Song He is a little bit better, and still relies on clumsy and primitive calculations.

The food was predictable, but Song He's speed was not even half that of Ning Mo's, which was too good, and Yuan Guang was a little disappointed.

twenty minutes!

Song He advanced to the fourth question and began to dazzle.

Thinking seems to be advancing in the chest-length mud, and the pen is struggling to calculate on the draft paper. The dense calculation formulas have covered four sheets of paper, and most of the calculation formulas have been crossed out, indicating that the thinking has entered a misunderstanding and a lot of useless work has been done.

Ning Mo pinched his fingers faster and faster, and the first draft paper was not used up yet, but he had already written question 18.

Yuan Guang gasped when he saw it. Ning Mo's mental arithmetic ability is too terrifying. Maybe this person has a built-in computer in his head?

In contrast, Song He was a bit pitiful. He was desperately writing calculations with a pen, his hands were shaking, and his speed was not half as fast as his opponent. He was like a desperately struggling rookie.

[Mathematics progress detected, upgraded from Bronze 02 to Bronze 03! 】

Song He was stunned for a moment, the competition questions were really high in gold content, unexpectedly this was upgraded to a level.

Looking at the time, there are only ten minutes left. If this continues, Ning Mo will be ruthlessly crushed, and the taillights of the car will not be visible.

How about... just hang up?

Song He opened the system mall, decisively spent all the resentment points, and bought the "Mental Arithmetic Capsule"!

A red capsule appeared in the palm of the hand, unremarkable, like antipyretics.

Song He rubbed his temples that were swollen from overuse, quickly took a sip of water, and quietly swallowed the capsule.

A few seconds later, a chill suddenly rushed up from the spine and reached the brain!

The burning brain seemed to be soaked in ice water in an instant, and the thoughts suddenly became lighter!

Song He looked at the questions quickly, his expression gradually becoming unbelievable.

When looking at the questions before, each question is like wearing a thick fur coat. You need to peel off the clothes layer by layer to see what is inside.

Now at a glance, there are only three-point swimsuits left for each question. With a light pull, the core questions of the white flowers are clear at a glance! The key points on the stem are still playing back and forth!

Song He habitually put down his pen, ready to make calculations.

But then, he raised his pen again with a look of surprise on his face.

In just a short moment of writing, seven or eight formulas automatically appeared in my mind, as easily as if blown by the wind!

The medicine given by the system is so strong, it doesn't feel like my brain has become more flexible, it seems like I have grown a few heads!

Song He took a deep breath and started to accelerate.

The answers to each question were written on the draft paper, faster and faster!

The gap between the two has been narrowing as Song He writes!

"Didi!" The watch on the table suddenly rang softly, and it was half an hour.

Song He and Ning Mo stopped writing at the same time, and quickly glanced at each other's draft paper.

Song He, solved to question 23!

Ning Mo, just finished 26 questions!

Ning Mo glanced at Song He's draft paper and saw the noisy calculations, which were all simple calculations for children, so he couldn't help showing a slight smile.

"The competition questions are really difficult, thank you Brother Song, I'll go back first." Ning Mo stood up.

"Go slowly, brother Ning is very powerful." Song He said from the bottom of his heart.

Ning Mo went out, Song He sat down quickly and continued to calculate the problem, the effect of the medicine has just begun, such an expensive medicine cannot be wasted.

Yuan Guang stood at the back, watching Song He continue to do the questions at a high speed, his eyes were confused.

what's the situation? The food was so good in the first 20 minutes, why did it suddenly speed up like it was hanging?

Is Song He acting?

Yuan Guang was at a loss, he couldn't see the true level of his roommate.

...

Playground corner, table tennis table.

Ning Mo and Zhang Zhilei swung their rackets vigorously, the white ping-pong ball bounced back and forth, both of them had strong skills, they pulled dozens of ping-pong balls against each other crazily, and many passing students looked sideways.

"Have you gone to find Song He's bottom yet?" Zhang Zhilei asked.

"Okay, there's a vegetable dog, and the place in our class's math competition team is estimated to be a showdown between the two of us."

The low-level calculations on Song He's draft paper appeared in front of Ning Mo's eyes, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"A vegetable dog? Is it real or not? Can the head teacher value a vegetable dog?" Zhang Zhilei was surprised, "Isn't he playing you? "

"Impossible, because he copied me." Ning Mo couldn't help laughing when he recalled the scene of doing the question just now.