Chapter 400: The composition is too difficult and you still get full marks?
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Qiao Nian Ye Wang Chuan
What's more, he had heard about the self-enrollment question of Tsinghua University this time. Compared with the Mathematical Olympiad standards, not to mention liberal arts, the difficulty of science is comparable to the difficulty of high mathematics competitions!
Miss Qiao got a perfect score in the exam!
He had read the composition that didn't have many words, and it used traditional culture as the starting point.
The whole story is gangster-like and wild, but it can't suppress the blood in the bones.
Even a rough guy like him wanted to give that essay a perfect score, and the teacher of the Chinese Department of Tsinghua University gave him a perfect score!
But... 650, full marks! !
650 points, no points deducted!
What is this concept?
After experiencing this kind of thing, Gu San was not so shocked when he saw that the person who casually came to talk to Qiao Nian was the young master of the Wen family.
After all, Miss Xin Qiao, anything is possible!
Yuan Yongqin is still friends with Miss Qiao.
Mr. Su also came to Shuixiexuan to celebrate Miss Qiao's birthday.
It's just Wen Ziyu who strikes up a conversation, Gu Sanfo is gone.
At this moment, he tried his best to control the excitement in his heart. He looked at Qiao Nian differently, and couldn't help interjecting, "Miss Qiao, what time did you come out of the examination room, and you didn't hand in the paper in advance?"
"Huh?" Qiao Nian was called on suddenly, his brows moved, he raised his eyes and looked in his direction inexplicably, and replied inexplicably, "No."
"You didn't hand in the paper in advance?" Gu San didn't believe it. It was unscientific not to hand in the paper in advance in terms of how smoothly she answered the math, physics and chemistry questions.
The phone in Qiao Nian's hand was still vibrating. It should be a message sent to her by someone from Class A. She didn't read it, and she looked a little helpless. She said with certainty, "It's not ahead of time. The composition is too difficult to write, and I wasted some time."
On the contrary, Qiao Chen handed in the paper 10 minutes earlier, and when he was about to leave the house, his expression was full of confidence, and he seemed very confident.
"..." Gu San was sent back by her frivolous composition that was too difficult to write, and was so dizzy that he couldn't answer for a long time.
Composition is difficult to write, and you still have a perfect score in the only composition in Tsinghua University!
If the composition is easy to write, you can't go to heaven? !
He thought of his sad days during the exams, and when he looked at Qiao Nian again, he was so shocked that he didn't want to talk.
Well, Xueba is so calm, and only Xueba is the one who is restless!
Ye Wangchuan also knew about Qiao Nian's grades, he didn't keep asking questions like Gu San, and the noble and lazy expression on his face was exactly the same as Qiao Nian's, he couldn't be calmer!
"What do you want for lunch?"
Qiao Nian was more concerned about this. She raised her eyes, and her eyes as black as ink met his gaze: "I don't know what delicious food is available in Beijing, why don't you show me the way?"
Didn't Gu San say that Beijing is his territory?
It's not too much for the local aborigines to lead the way, right?
Ye Wangchuan's deep eyes seemed to be able to suck people in, and the tenderness of that hooked head was like an April day in the world: "Would you like to try the pot?"
The mutton in Beijing is a must!
He can take Qiao Nian to a more upscale place, but he knows that she has a personality about food, she doesn't care about the place, and the delicious taste is more attractive to her than a high-end restaurant.
It's like she loves Aunt Chen's Mala Tang!
Qiao Nian seemed to be particularly interested in hot pot food.
The most famous dish in Jingshi shabu-shabu is mutton.
"Boiled mutton?" Sure enough, Qiao Nian understood the pot he was talking about, his eyes seemed to be a little brighter than before, and he showed an interested expression: "Where is it?"
"In a small alley, I often go there to eat, it tastes good, you
Miss Qiao got a perfect score in the exam!
He had read the composition that didn't have many words, and it used traditional culture as the starting point.
The whole story is gangster-like and wild, but it can't suppress the blood in the bones.
Even a rough guy like him wanted to give that essay a perfect score, and the teacher of the Chinese Department of Tsinghua University gave him a perfect score!
But... 650, full marks! !
650 points, no points deducted!
What is this concept?
After experiencing this kind of thing, Gu San was not so shocked when he saw that the person who casually came to talk to Qiao Nian was the young master of the Wen family.
After all, Miss Xin Qiao, anything is possible!
Yuan Yongqin is still friends with Miss Qiao.
Mr. Su also came to Shuixiexuan to celebrate Miss Qiao's birthday.
It's just Wen Ziyu who strikes up a conversation, Gu Sanfo is gone.
At this moment, he tried his best to control the excitement in his heart. He looked at Qiao Nian differently, and couldn't help interjecting, "Miss Qiao, what time did you come out of the examination room, and you didn't hand in the paper in advance?"
"Huh?" Qiao Nian was called on suddenly, his brows moved, he raised his eyes and looked in his direction inexplicably, and replied inexplicably, "No."
"You didn't hand in the paper in advance?" Gu San didn't believe it. It was unscientific not to hand in the paper in advance in terms of how smoothly she answered the math, physics and chemistry questions.
The phone in Qiao Nian's hand was still vibrating. It should be a message sent to her by someone from Class A. She didn't read it, and she looked a little helpless. She said with certainty, "It's not ahead of time. The composition is too difficult to write, and I wasted some time."
On the contrary, Qiao Chen handed in the paper 10 minutes earlier, and when he was about to leave the house, his expression was full of confidence, and he seemed very confident.
"..." Gu San was sent back by her frivolous composition that was too difficult to write, and was so dizzy that he couldn't answer for a long time.
Composition is difficult to write, and you still have a perfect score in the only composition in Tsinghua University!
If the composition is easy to write, you can't go to heaven? !
He thought of his sad days during the exams, and when he looked at Qiao Nian again, he was so shocked that he didn't want to talk.
Well, Xueba is so calm, and only Xueba is the one who is restless!
Ye Wangchuan also knew about Qiao Nian's grades, he didn't keep asking questions like Gu San, and the noble and lazy expression on his face was exactly the same as Qiao Nian's, he couldn't be calmer!
"What do you want for lunch?"
Qiao Nian was more concerned about this. She raised her eyes, and her eyes as black as ink met his gaze: "I don't know what delicious food is available in Beijing, why don't you show me the way?"
Didn't Gu San say that Beijing is his territory?
It's not too much for the local aborigines to lead the way, right?
Ye Wangchuan's deep eyes seemed to be able to suck people in, and the tenderness of that hooked head was like an April day in the world: "Would you like to try the pot?"
The mutton in Beijing is a must!
He can take Qiao Nian to a more upscale place, but he knows that she has a personality about food, she doesn't care about the place, and the delicious taste is more attractive to her than a high-end restaurant.
It's like she loves Aunt Chen's Mala Tang!
Qiao Nian seemed to be particularly interested in hot pot food.
The most famous dish in Jingshi shabu-shabu is mutton.
"Boiled mutton?" Sure enough, Qiao Nian understood the pot he was talking about, his eyes seemed to be a little brighter than before, and he showed an interested expression: "Where is it?"
"In a small alley, I often go there to eat, it tastes good, you
