The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

Wu Zhiheng’s question sounds very complicated, but to Fu Zhi, a teacher with so many big-time students in the laboratory, it seems to be asking her, "1+1=?"

"The former is 3 grams, and the latter is 2.6 grams." She spoke indifferently. When she came to this place, she suddenly thought of something. She glanced at Wu Zhiheng and suddenly said, "That's it, that's the difficult internal problem of your voyage?"

Wu Zhiheng: "..."

He suddenly felt that he was offended.

Wu Zhiheng's reaction was beyond the expectations of all the students in No. 1 Middle School.

He did not refute, nor did he say that Fu Zhi did something wrong!

"I haven't turned out the pen and paper yet..."

"The patient's eldest brother lying in the hospital bed may not have expected someone to figure out how much medicine he takes to maintain a normal life so soon."

"Hangyuan should stop humiliating yourself, your sister Zhi is your sister Zhi!"

Wu Zhiheng's complexion turned red. Of course he knew that Fu Zhi was right, and it was not easy to say that she was right. He paused and said without hesitation:

"It's just a chemistry question. Our voyage students can answer this question quickly! If you have the ability, you can answer another math problem!"

Fu Zhi glanced at him like Er Lengzi, and motioned for him to continue playing.

"It is known that the height SO of the regular triangular pyramid S-ABC is 3, and the side length of the bottom surface is 6. Make a perpendicular to the opposite side SBC through A, and do it through point p..."

"What is the area of ​​its cross-section—"

"Root number three."

Fu Zhi's answer was almost just after reading the content of Wu Zhiheng's question, but he hadn't waited for the question to finish. Her various thinking abilities are so strong that she can have a complete system to figure out problems in her mind without much thinking.

You are right again!

Wu Zhiheng didn’t believe in evil, “It’s too fake. It takes me more than half an hour to work out these questions. What's more, I didn’t even give you the pictures. You said so fast, you didn’t even think about it, but you knew it early. The answer!"

Ma Mingquan laughed, "Didn't you say that this is an internal question compiled by you Hangyuan?"

Wu Zhiheng snarled his neck and yelled: "That's not enough to prevent anyone from colluding with our voyage top students! I thought of this in advance!"

Crazy, really crazy.

Who can think of what question you asked Fu Zhi?

Ma Mingquan didn't hold back, and rolled his eyes.

On the contrary, it was Fu Zhi, who didn't mind Wu Zhiheng's attitude at all. He said in a light tone: "Such a simple question can be answered quickly by individuals. If I don't think, you want to press your head to make me think?"

"You--!" Wu Zhiheng's face was pale.

What does it mean that an individual can answer quickly?

Fu Zhi meant that he was not a human being? !

Mu Chenxi, who hadn't figured out this question in the audience, had a bad face. Isn't it normal that ordinary people can't do such advanced math questions?

What does it mean that individuals can answer quickly?

Which prestigious school was she admitted to, so utterly nonchalant?

"This Fu Zhi, just pretend to be alone, why should we scold him together?"

Mu Chenxi mumbled to the little tablemate.

"But," the little deskmate next to her was a little embarrassed, and after a long time hesitated, he reluctantly said: "But, what she said is actually a run on Hang Yuan..." I didn't scold them either. At this time, Hang Hang Yuan is strong, if Fu Zhi is weak, how can that one stand up in front of Hangyuan.

The opposite party is calling home!

She seemed to have never expected her tablemate to say this, Mu Chenxi was taken aback, followed by an expression of betrayal.

After a long while, she shook her head in disbelief, and said to the same table: "Look at it, she blows like this, let Hangyuan catch the handle, and it's still her face!"

Sure enough, on the stage, after Wu Zhiheng regained his senses, he immediately said: "Good, good! You are a good one! Anyone can answer the internal questions of our Voyage in seconds, then dare you let your ordinary students come and compare with me? ratio?"

"Which ordinary student do you want to compare with?"

Lu Yubai, Zhou Zihuai, this group of people will definitely not work.

Wu Zhiheng thought very clearly that as representatives of the new students, they must have certain strength.

As for choosing Lu Yumo, he is just the same...

Seventh from the bottom, the selection was as if Hangyuan bullied a middle school.

Wu Zhiheng's gaze circled around the stage, and when he met the students in his line of sight, he lowered his head "Whhhhhh----".

They lowered their heads today because they were the boast of Yuan Fuzhi! ! !

Wu Zhiheng casually pointed to the boy next to Fu Zhi, "It's you!" He didn't look like a good student, but he had a good skin.

Ye Jiu: "..."

Ye Jiu pointed in his direction: "Me?"

"You do not dare?"

"Either way, you just need to be happy."

But, Ma Mingquan waved his hand again and again, "This is a new transfer student from our school, who has never read!"

"It's okay," Ye Jiu didn't mind, he said, "I don't delay hitting him."

Yes, these brothers and sisters, the elder brother seems to be more troublesome than the younger sister.

"You lost to Fu Zhi and promised to post pictures to Fu Zhi. If you lose to me, call me Dad."

Wu Zhiheng: "..."

Wu Zhiheng gritted his teeth, "Okay!"

"I don't make it difficult for you, let's add, subtract, multiply and divide big digits."

Wu Zhiheng was still embarrassed. He said: "How much is 689321566 plus 456389723? Answer quickly!"

"Fuck! What, what? What did he mumble?"

"I just took out the computer, why is he so embarrassed by an illiterate who has never studied?"

"It's too much, Brother Ye Jiu!!!"

In the audience, the disturbing voices were twittering non-stop.

On the stage, Ye Jiu pursed his lower lip, "You may have a misunderstanding about the reincarnated little Koi from Wen Quxing."

Wu Zhiheng: "???"

"1145711289." His tone was flat, and he didn't need to think about it. Ye Jiu has been such a lucky person since he was a child. If there must be only one full score in the academy, it must not be Fu Zhi but Ye Jiu.

He didn't need to study at all. In the first three days of the exam, he could dream of the big questions to be tested. It didn't matter if he couldn't remember it. With basic knowledge, writing a few numbers with a pen was the correct answer.

There are certain skills in adding, subtracting, multiplying and dividing large digits. Ye Jiu has learned skills, but he doesn't need to use skills to calculate. Just a few similar numbers must be the answer.

Lu Yumo quickly took out the mobile phone and computer, "Look at it yourself, he is fine."

Wu Zhiheng didn't need to look at it, because Wu Zhiyou who was not far away nodded in his direction.

"Okay, this is yours!"

Wu Zhiheng said again: "How much is 135689 times 256894?"

"I'm sorry, classmate," Ye Jiu smiled, putting a hand on Fu Zhi's shoulder and lighting, his finger bones were thin and white, he said, "This is another dad."

Wu Zhiheng: "..."

The teacher of Hangyuan High School really didn't want to make Wu Zhiheng feel ashamed, and got up and pulled Wu Zhiheng a hand.

"Well, we admit that the students in No. 1 Middle School are very good in their studies, and I apologized to you for accidentally taking the wrong chemistry questions. Let's stop here." Fu Zhi's ability is indeed superb, but Ye Jiu This kind of thing is just so-so. I should have practiced this kind of large-digit addition and subtraction since I was a child. There is no need to smash with him again, and there will be no results.

Ye Jiu handed over Fu Zhi's photo.

No matter how reluctant, Wu Zhiheng could only endure his discomfort, and walked to the side of the bulletin board awkwardly, and used the borrowed glue to paste Fu Zhi's photo again.

He wanted to retreat back to his seat, but was stopped by Ye Jiu with a smile, "Classmates, it doesn't matter if you lose in your studies, your character can't lose anymore. What you promised me, don't you want to forget it?"

"This classmate, although you know a little bit of big-digit addition and subtraction skills, I haven't used too much to embarrass you. I am from the Wu family in Beijing. Don't do things too hard. Otherwise, if you leave this school, things will be difficult. Material!" Wu Zhiheng said coldly.

"You don’t embarrass me in acknowledging your father. It’s because you have a problem with your brain. I'm sorry for the ancestors of the Wu family. I am not a filial son. See you later. I advise you to call it obediently, otherwise you won't even be able to get out of this school!"

"Don't go too far!" Wu Zhiheng yelled unbearably. He is the young master of the Wu family. What kind of stuff is this from a poor ravine, and he is commanding him here, so how can he accept it!

Ye Jiu sneered, "But when I saw you tearing up my sister's photo, I didn't think I was too much, huh?" If it wasn't for Fu Zhi not to let him hit people, do you think you can still jump around here?

"Wu Zhiheng, what you promised yourself, we advise you not to waste your time. Hurry up and call Dad. Don't lose your school people, otherwise we won't let you go!" The boys in No. 1 middle school all helped Ye Jiu to speak loudly. Booing.

Wu Zhiheng couldn't wait to walk away, but the teachers in the surrounding No.1 Middle School, although they all looked up at the green ceiling, they inadvertently surrounded him.

Makes him unable to leave even if he wants to.

"...Father." Wu Zhiheng wanted to murmur softly, but when Ye Jiu spoke, the microphone was steadily handed to his mouth.

At the beginning of the building, the huge gymnasium was designed to be scientific, so that the leaders’ pronunciation was spread to every corner, and the design was echoed.

Wu Zhiheng’s voice calling his father surrounds every corner of the gymnasium.

Ye Jiu retracted the microphone, but cute and loving: "Dad is here!"

Ma Mingquan spouted a sip of green tea: "Puff——"

To Wu Zhiheng’s fire-breathing sight, he hurriedly apologized: “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I really have professional training, if it’s not too funny, I wouldn’t be like this...”

Wronged Baba QAQ.

Fu Zhi and Ye Jiu finished answering the questions, and waved their hands with the arrogant little Liu, "My brother is still ill. I took him to the school infirmary to see a doctor!"

Xiao Liu has a face, he is refreshed, and he is not embarrassed by Fu Zhi, "Go, let's go, call if anything else!"

Fu Zhi and Ye Jiu ran happily outside the hall.

The other classmates looked at these two people reluctantly, especially Fu Zhi, they were just looking at a little monster.

Tell a sad story.

God spreads wisdom to the world, only Fu Zhi and her brother did not hold an umbrella.

Hey.

Absolutely.

Compared with No. 1 Middle School, the atmosphere on Hangyuan is a bit lonely. Fortunately, Nian Feiyuan, the grade director of Hangyuan, has seen too many winds and waves.

This kind of thing is just a trivial matter to him. The two schools have to maintain a half-month test, a small failure, why should he take it to heart?

He patted Wu Zhiheng on the shoulder, and then took the microphone and said, "Hahaha, the previous games were very exciting! Director Liu, the students in your school are good!"

Director Liu must be humble, saying that you are also good.

Ma Mingquan "stabbed--" Hammered him, Director Liu touched his bald head, turned around and politely boasted, "You are a real person, and you have good eyesight!"

Nian Feiyuan: "???"

What business he wants to boast about?

Very good, Director Liu didn't give it to him, so Nian Feiyuan had to edit it down by himself, "Of course, our students are also good."

Director Liu: "Haha."

Then at Feiyuan’s face of the night lady of last year, thinking of her identity, she immediately put on a commercial smirk: "You continue." I will listen to you quietly.

Nian Feiyuan took a deep breath and continued: "Hangyuan's visit this time, in addition to exchanges, also brought a few small meeting gifts to the students in No. 1 Middle School."

He clapped his hands and followed closely. The twenty students of Hangyuan each pulled out five of Bai Yu's works, "Red Sun" from their schoolbags.

It's not a hand-signed version, let alone a special-signed version.

It is the kind of ordinary books that can't be more ordinary, but together, there are hundreds of books.

If this is on the market, it can be fired to a very high price.

After all, after the country introduced the relevant college entrance examination instructions, it was clear that Bai Yu's "Red Sun" was going to be tested, and which school students would get the books to read first, and that would definitely have the most advantage in the end.

The students in the audience broke out a few murmurs.

Nian Feiyuan smiled confidently, and said, "I won’t repeat the notice issued by the state. Nowadays, Mr. Bai Yu’s works are priceless. Ms. Ouyang Ya previously spent more than 100,000 yuan and bought five. Hundreds of books by Teacher Bai Yu."

Nian Feiyuan glanced at Ouyang Ya's direction.

Ouyang Ya smiled faintly, "It's just a small amount of money. Since it is the exchange between the two schools, and the first middle school and Hangyuan are also brother schools, then I will give a free one and a hundred books to express my heart."

This is not the first thing about three chemistry problems. Ouyang Ya got the chance to save her face, and naturally returned to her former high coldness, which was inviolable.

It's just that she is used to being arrogant, and her tone at the moment is the kind of playing cats and dogs.

The students in No. 1 Middle School were not stupid, even Ouyang Ya couldn't feel it.

One by one he grunted angrily.

"That," Ma Mingquan touched the "Red Sun" on his hand, smiling: "We understand the kindness of Hangyuan, but since Hangyuan is short of resources, let's not be so helpful!"

Ouyang Ya frowned, "You don't want books?"

But she turned her head and thought, it seemed normal again. The original purpose of Hangyuan's book delivery was to let Yizhong recognize what they were.

The students present could not see her profound meaning, but this group of teachers was different.

But what about seeing it?

Ouyang Ya provokes: "You don't want books in your spirit, don't the students in your school want them either?"

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