132: C132 Student Qin Duxiu Please Sit down

C132 Student Qin Duxiu Please Sit down

With his level 5 mathematics, Qin Luo could solve this question with a glance!

He had enough!

Such a simple question, what if everyone got full marks? Was he still going to do his mission?

Silence, dead silence.

Everyone stretched their necks and stared at Qin Luo without blinking.

They rubbed their ears with both hands, as if there were ten thousand grass in their hearts. It was as if the mud had been plowed.

Such a difficult question, and you still think it's simple? Classmate, are you a joker invited by Monkey?

As the invigilator, Professor Stanley was stunned on the spot.

His pupils suddenly enlarged, and he felt that something was wrong.

He was the one who came up with this question. With his vast knowledge, he could guarantee that this question already involved all aspects of high school mathematics. There were no equations, functions, and even numbers...

If the difficulty of a question was defined as 10 points, then this question would get 9.999 points.

But this question seemed so simple to Qin Luo.

If he had never seen Qin Luo's test paper in the morning, he really wanted to ask, "Classmate? Are you crazy?"

"The exam begins!" Stanley's face darkened and he said angrily.

The tip of the brush quickly jumped on the paper, and the sound of "Sha Sha Sha" could be heard in the classroom.

Everyone buried their heads in their thoughts. They wished they could empty their heads.

Like everyone else, Qin Luo was also writing. His brush was moving like a snake, and the answer was already jumping on the paper.

Looking at the time, half an hour had just passed.

"Katz, Katz!" Qin Luo tore open the packaging and happily ate the biscuits.

Although the sound of the biscuits was not loud, in this silent classroom where only the sound of writing could be heard, it was so clear that it could be heard.

"Pa ~" The tip of the "non-mainstream" red hair pen, which was writing rapidly in front of Qin Luo, broke with a sound.

"Peng!" A blonde young man on the right was using his forehead to "kiss" the desk.

The blonde beauty on Qin Luo's left was pressing her temples with both hands, and her veins were bulging.

... ""

With such a poor mentality, why would she participate in the IMO? Qin Luo smiled disdainfully and put the biscuits into his mouth again.

Time was relative. It was sometimes fast, sometimes slow.

In the midst of suffering, the top students finally received the ringing of the end of the exam.

"Ring, ring, ring ~" A short ringtone sounded, signifying the end of the IMO's first day of competition.

And the second day of the competition was arranged to be one day later.

The free time in the middle was left for the contestants to check and fill in the gaps and adjust their states.

It was also left for the competition team to adjust the difficulty of the test questions according to the situation of the students.1

Under the furious gazes of the students, Qin Luo packed up his "equipment" and walked out of the examination venue.

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The reading process went from six o'clock in the afternoon to early morning of the next day.

As the invigilator, Stanley, who was also the head of the review team, could no longer remember how much coffee he had been given.

It might be better to call this place Birmingham. If it were Star Buck, he would probably have already picked up a broom to chase them away.

At this moment, there were two papers placed in front of him. One was from Huaxia, and the other was from the native Mi Nation.

One was Qin Luo, whom he had met at the cake shop, and the other was Tesla, the winner of the IMO last year.

Stanley hesitated for a long time, and finally wrote "12 points" on their papers.

But in Stanley's heart, he was more inclined to Qin Luo.

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