Chapter 67 The ease of being a scholar is beyond your imagination

"Qin Luo must not do the third question." Seeing Qin Luo leaving, Bai Chong sneered in his heart.

Like Qin Luo, he got full marks in the city-level joint test. Everyone's level is similar. Why can you submit the paper two hours in advance? There is only one answer, that is, Qin Luo didn't finish it at all.

Heh, it turned out to be a silver wax head gun, which is really disappointing...

However, he thinks so, and some people don't think so.

"Damn it, I don't do it." The DZ City Math League contestant shouted, and then his eyes went black and he fainted on the ground.

"Doctor!" Feng Huadong suddenly became anxious, pushed open the door, and shouted loudly.

Soon a group of medical staff rushed in, the first aid, the stretcher carrying the stretcher, and the fainted student were quickly sent out of the auditorium.

Contrasted with the panic of the school, the players were much quieter.

For this kind of thing, they have long been surprised.

Every year, one or two faints during the municipal exams, not to mention the provincial exams.

Outside the auditorium, looking at the students being carried out, Qin Luo's mouth twitched again.

Originally, he thought that the person who could enter the provincial team should say that the psychological quality should not be bad, but he did not expect that one and a half hours later, he would be carried out.

With this kind of psychological quality, you also want to participate in the national competition?

It's kind of funny to think about.

"Mr. Feng, is this classmate okay?" Qin Luo kindly asked.

"You kid, hurry up, go as far as you can." Feng Huadong turned his head and glared at Qin Luo angrily.

It's this kid's coquettish operation that stimulates other people, and that's why someone faints.

"...You blame me?" It's not that Qin Luo has never seen someone who turns his face and doesn't recognize him, but he has never seen someone turn so fast.

Feng Huadong gave Feng Huadong a blank look, and Qin Luo opened the examination room.

"Look, someone is coming out!" At the door, a group of older young women were looking forward to it.

They are the family members of the contestants, most of them are natives of Chengdu and Chongqing, and there are also journalists carrying cameras.

The purpose of their coming here is also very simple, to interview first-hand information.

Provincial mathematics. League, the province's top mathematics competition, countless scientists and scholars come out from here.

Among them, there is a good chance that there will be people who will change the world.

"Classmate, are the exam questions difficult this time?" A microphone was passed to Qin Luo's mouth while he was speaking.

If you were lifting a little higher, it would touch my nose.

Qin Luo shrugged, "It's quite simple."

"...Simple?" This is not a standard answer.

Shouldn't you say something is difficult, and how to work hard to overcome it?

"Then classmate, you must have good grades in normal times."

"Two months ago, I was the tail of the crane."

The reporter's eyes lit up with excitement flashing in his eyes.

"You must have studied very hard in the past two months." The reporter asked excitedly.

"Well, in order to improve my grades, I read more than 20 books every day,..."

Everyone was stunned for a while, the script was not written like this!

Can you follow the normal routine?

I read 20+ books a day, is that to read? That is simply flipping and playing!

Seeing that no one was talking, Qin Luo said with a smile, "Do you think it's easy to be a scholar?"

"Must be very tired?" The reporter's eyes lit up.

"Emmmm, being a scholar is actually quite easy..."

quite easy?

Everyone looked at each other, and the enthusiasm in the eyes of the reporters disappeared.

"No wonder the paper was handed in so quickly, it turned out to be just a scumbag..."