Chapter 8 Students, are you interested in solving the problem?
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De Yun Si Sao Di Seng
Soon a group of three came to Qin Luo.
"Student, are you brushing your books?" the boy in the sweatshirt asked.
Qin Luo frowned, and the other party interrupted his career, which made Qin Luo a little displeased.
"Yeah, what's the problem."
The three of them didn't expect Qin Luo to answer so bluntly, and they were choked speechless for a while.
In the next second, their faces darkened.
Qin Luo was simply ignoring them.
"Student, what grade and class are you in?" the youth in the sweatshirt continued to ask.
"Grade [-] and [-], what's the matter?"
"Hahaha, class seven? We're in class one!"
There are a total of eight classes in the third year of high school, the first four are commonly known as the rocket class, gathering the best students in the whole school.
Anyone caught at random is a top-ranking figure.
There are only a handful of students like Huang Xing who have excellent grades but stay in class seven.
"Oh, it's none of my business." Qin Luo raised his head slightly, then bowed his head again and studied hard.
As a top student, arguing with a bunch of scumbags is simply a waste of the top student's time.
With this time, it is better to swim twice in the ocean of knowledge.
"What did you say?"
"You interrupted my reading." Qin Luo's voice became louder, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.
"Huang Zitao is finding fault again."
"Isn't it? Who told someone to be the third grader? He has this privilege in the library."
"Hey, I have a mine at home and I'm good at studying. When will I be as good as him."
"..."
For a while there were many discussions, but they all supported Huang Zitao, and there was not even one who supported Qin Luo.
"Hehe, reading? Are you reading? I think you are disturbing everyone's reading." Huang Zitao said sharply, "Please go out now."
Qin Luo didn't speak, but raised the book "Detailed Analysis of Geometric Equations New Edition" in his hand and said, "You should have read this book, right?"
"See what happened?"
"What is the sixth line of Chapter 1 about?"
"I don't know what it is!"
"You don't know, but I know." While doing it, Qin Luo read out the contents of the book: "Parallelogram..."
"This..." Huang Zitao snatched the book and opened Chapter 1, carefully read it, and it was exactly the same.
Qin Luo really knew.
"Coincidence, this must be a coincidence!" Huang Zitao thought to himself.
"The seventh line of Chapter 3..."
"Chapter 5 Thirteen Lines..."
"..."
After several questions in a row, Qin Luo answered them accurately.
At this moment, Huang Zitao was completely dumbfounded. He never expected that Qin Luo could give the answer so accurately.
"This kid doesn't have a photographic memory, does he?" The young man in the sweatshirt whispered in Huang Zitao's ear.
"Shut up, what's the use of having a photographic memory, if you don't know how to do the questions, everything is empty talk!" Huang Zitao gave his subordinates a vicious look.
"Crack~" Suddenly, the door of the library was pushed open again, and an old man with white beard and hair walked in.
"Curator Liu~" Huang Zitao's eyes flashed brightly, and he asked with a smile, "Is this week's question out?"
"En." The old man smiled and raised the paper in his hand, and nodded with a smile: "It came out, and one of them was written by Teacher Lu of Yanjing No. [-] Middle School."
"It's Lu Jiangang, the chief examiner of the previous college entrance examination questions, Mr. Lu?"
"Yes, it's him."
After receiving the old man's accurate answer, Huang Zitao laughed unscrupulously, his eyes turned to Qin Luo again, and said unscrupulously: "Student, are you interested in solving the problem?"
"Student, are you brushing your books?" the boy in the sweatshirt asked.
Qin Luo frowned, and the other party interrupted his career, which made Qin Luo a little displeased.
"Yeah, what's the problem."
The three of them didn't expect Qin Luo to answer so bluntly, and they were choked speechless for a while.
In the next second, their faces darkened.
Qin Luo was simply ignoring them.
"Student, what grade and class are you in?" the youth in the sweatshirt continued to ask.
"Grade [-] and [-], what's the matter?"
"Hahaha, class seven? We're in class one!"
There are a total of eight classes in the third year of high school, the first four are commonly known as the rocket class, gathering the best students in the whole school.
Anyone caught at random is a top-ranking figure.
There are only a handful of students like Huang Xing who have excellent grades but stay in class seven.
"Oh, it's none of my business." Qin Luo raised his head slightly, then bowed his head again and studied hard.
As a top student, arguing with a bunch of scumbags is simply a waste of the top student's time.
With this time, it is better to swim twice in the ocean of knowledge.
"What did you say?"
"You interrupted my reading." Qin Luo's voice became louder, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.
"Huang Zitao is finding fault again."
"Isn't it? Who told someone to be the third grader? He has this privilege in the library."
"Hey, I have a mine at home and I'm good at studying. When will I be as good as him."
"..."
For a while there were many discussions, but they all supported Huang Zitao, and there was not even one who supported Qin Luo.
"Hehe, reading? Are you reading? I think you are disturbing everyone's reading." Huang Zitao said sharply, "Please go out now."
Qin Luo didn't speak, but raised the book "Detailed Analysis of Geometric Equations New Edition" in his hand and said, "You should have read this book, right?"
"See what happened?"
"What is the sixth line of Chapter 1 about?"
"I don't know what it is!"
"You don't know, but I know." While doing it, Qin Luo read out the contents of the book: "Parallelogram..."
"This..." Huang Zitao snatched the book and opened Chapter 1, carefully read it, and it was exactly the same.
Qin Luo really knew.
"Coincidence, this must be a coincidence!" Huang Zitao thought to himself.
"The seventh line of Chapter 3..."
"Chapter 5 Thirteen Lines..."
"..."
After several questions in a row, Qin Luo answered them accurately.
At this moment, Huang Zitao was completely dumbfounded. He never expected that Qin Luo could give the answer so accurately.
"This kid doesn't have a photographic memory, does he?" The young man in the sweatshirt whispered in Huang Zitao's ear.
"Shut up, what's the use of having a photographic memory, if you don't know how to do the questions, everything is empty talk!" Huang Zitao gave his subordinates a vicious look.
"Crack~" Suddenly, the door of the library was pushed open again, and an old man with white beard and hair walked in.
"Curator Liu~" Huang Zitao's eyes flashed brightly, and he asked with a smile, "Is this week's question out?"
"En." The old man smiled and raised the paper in his hand, and nodded with a smile: "It came out, and one of them was written by Teacher Lu of Yanjing No. [-] Middle School."
"It's Lu Jiangang, the chief examiner of the previous college entrance examination questions, Mr. Lu?"
"Yes, it's him."
After receiving the old man's accurate answer, Huang Zitao laughed unscrupulously, his eyes turned to Qin Luo again, and said unscrupulously: "Student, are you interested in solving the problem?"
