Chapter 91 Quick, get the quick-acting heart-saving pill

"Who will look first?" Wang Xuecai looked around.

Quiet, the entire marking room was unusually quiet.

"If that's the case, then I'll take the lead." After that, he had already picked up Qin Luo's test paper and looked at it carefully.

When he saw that Qin Luo had proved the non-local collapse theory, and applied the collapse theorem to prove Poincaré's conjecture, his breath suddenly became quicker: "Old Zhou, hurry... Bring Jiuxin Pill, yes, it's in the briefcase."

Zhou Haizhong hurriedly dug out the quick-acting Jiuxin Pills, poured out a few pills, shoved them into Wang Xuecai's mouth, and poured him a few sips of boiling water.

Wang Xuecai's breathing slowly calmed down.

"Pharaoh, what's the situation?" Zhou Haizhong asked with concern.

Wang Xuecai clutched his chest tightly with his right hand, slowly straightened his tongue, his face flushed, and he exclaimed: "%\u0026...Fuck!"

Qin Luo can't write anything that shouldn't be written, can he?

Thinking of this, Zhou Haizhong and Song Baoguo quickly picked up the test papers on the table.

Just a glance, they were all shocked: "Pharaoh, where is your quick-acting heart-saving pill? Give me a few pills, I'm a little out of breath."

"And me, my chest is so congested."

One for you, one for me, the whole bottle of Jiuxin Pills bottomed out in an instant.

"Xiao Zhang, bring the quick-acting heart-saving pills in my drawer and get 3 bottles!" Wang Xuecai shouted loudly.

Soon, assistant Xiao Zhang walked in with a heart-saving pill.

After taking the rescue pill, Wang Xuecai immediately unscrewed the cap, forgetting to take a mouthful.

That's right, just one bite!

Without him, I'm afraid I won't be able to save him!

During the entire scoring process, they almost relied on Jiuxin Pills to support them.

"Crack!" They slapped the test papers on the desk.

"It turns out that Poincaré's conjecture can actually be proved like this."

"The back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and the front waves died on the beach. Qin Luo was murdered."

"You say, what did their generation eat to grow up? Their brains have been so good for so long?"

"..."

The three academicians leaned back and slumped on the chair like this, and their deep eyes gradually lost their spirits.

After a long while, the spirits of everyone returned.

"How to beat this score?"

"I suggest giving full marks directly!" Zhou Haizhong raised his hand and said, "Although Qin Luo has not proved Poincaré's conjecture, he has already made a big step forward in his conjecture. This kind of contribution deserves full marks!"

"Old Song, how about you?"

"A full score is too much, after all, Qin Luo has no proof, so it is inevitable to fall into the limelight." Song Baoguo frowned.

The title of this question is very simple. It is to prove Poincaré's conjecture. Qin Luo did not prove it, but he scored full marks. If the deliberate media's chasing and shadowing affects Qin Luo, it will not be worth the loss.

Qin Luo is only a high school student after all, and his mind is not as mature as he imagined.

"Old Song, I think you are too forward-looking. I want to see that the media dares to talk nonsense. If so? Don't blame me, Zhou Haizhong, for being rude." Zhou Haizhong laughed loudly.

"It's also true that if something goes wrong, it's up to us old men to take care of it."

"Okay, we agree to get a full score!" Wang Xuecai slapped the table and said loudly.

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In the early morning two days later, the sun shone through the haze to the land of Yanjing.

An important day ushered in on the campus of Yan University.

The results of today's national final will be announced on the official website.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the national final result query system was opened on time. You only need to enter the admission ticket number and ID number to query.