52: C52 Inspiration Is Just like Eating It's Normal Very Normal

C52 Inspiration Is Just like Eating It's Normal Very Normal

3"Ahem, you said it." Everyone shivered in fear and replied in a low voice.

... "" Lee Xueming was stunned and his face turned pale. "You guys heard it wrong. I said thirty pieces!"

... "" Everyone looked at each other, and they looked at each other in silence.

The examination venue was dead silent.

The middle-aged man and Qin Luo stared at each other.

Qin Luo's sudden "awakening" made him shiver uncontrollably.

Even standing there, he could feel Lee Xueming's soaring anger.

In an instant, cold sweat soaked his back.

"Teacher?" Seeing that the man did not speak, Qin Luo asked tentatively.

"Don't look around. Focus on solving the problem!" The middle-aged man left a stack of draft papers and quickly left the examination venue.

Standing there was like a thorn in his back. If he continued to stay here, he could not guarantee that he would not collapse.

Emm, can you talk nicely?

Seeing the middle-aged man's figure disappear into the examination hall once again, Qin Luo helplessly thought again.

But solving questions was like writing. Once one's train of thought was broken, they could pick it up, but no one knew when it would happen.

Qin Luo had no choice but to rearrange his train of thought. This process continued for about five minutes.

"He started writing again!" The monitoring room was in an uproar.

They were even prepared to give up, but after only five minutes, Qin Luo picked up the pen again!

Was his train of thought interrupted? It was indeed interrupted.

However, it only lasted for five minutes.

"This is a monster, right?" Someone sighed.

"Maybe he can prove Zhou's conjecture..."

A problem that had troubled the world for more than ten years, perhaps it was true. Another chance to solve it.

For a moment, everyone was overwhelmed with emotions as they stared at Qin Luo. It was as if they had witnessed history!

"Prove 2 (2N = P = 2 (2 (N1). MP2 (N1) -1 is the basis for the establishment of prime numbers. Therefore, the conclusion that MP has 2 (N2) -2 prime numbers is established. "

"Pa!" Qin Luo put down the pen and paper and turned his head to look. There was no one in the examination hall.

He looked up at the clock on the wall. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, a full hour had passed.

Qin Luo coughed awkwardly, then raised his hand to hand in the papers.

He never would have thought that it would take so long.

"Qin, did you solve it?" The invigilator nodded amiably and carefully put away Qin Luo's test paper.

"It should be solved." Qin Luo said modestly.

As a top student, Qin Luo felt that he should be humble. After all, being hidden deep was also an outstanding talent.2

Hearing this sentence, the invigilator's hands that were collecting the scripts became even more careful, as if he was holding onto a treasure that was passed down from generation to generation.

Was there a need to be so careful?

"Teacher, if you lose it, I'll just write another copy." Qin Luo said indifferently.

Write another copy? The corners of the middle-aged teacher's mouth twitched, his face full of resentment.

"Big boss! Please have some tea!" The moment he stepped out of the examination hall, the little fatty from the same team rushed over with a drink.

"Boss, I'll help you carry your shoes."

"Boss, do you still need a pendant? I'll be your pendant."

In an instant, numerous tyrants from the Beishan Fourth Middle School swarmed over and surrounded Qin Luo.

"??? What's going on!" Qin Luo was a little confused.

Although he was good-looking, he was not at the stage where he could kill both men and women.

"Big brother, you don't know. Today's city exam was specially extended by an hour for you alone!"

"Lee Xueming's original words are: When Qin Luo comes out, when the examination ends."

"When can I be as good as big brother."

... ""

As good as a bookworm? Sorry, you guys don't have the system.

"Work hard. Anyway, you won't be as outstanding as this bookworm in your entire life." Qin Luo smiled faintly.

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