Chapter 1089

"Is it a mistake? Is it a random one? "

Words just finished, was a gray hair old professor glared, "shut up, don't get in the way."

All right! You are old and you have a bad temper. He is looking for someone to ask.

"How about it? How are the papers done? How many questions are right? " At least she is her daughter's friend, so she can't be too shameful, otherwise her daughter will not be bright,

"shut up, will you ask?" The young professor gave the headmaster a blank look.

All right! A little talent, a little temper. You are a talented student who came back from America. I bear with you!

So the headmaster looked for an old partner who he was familiar with and asked in a more gentle way, "how about Lao Zhao? How many wrong questions does this girl make? " You can't ask a few questions, but can you always ask a few wrong questions?

"Shut up, what's wrong with a few days? Don't stand in the way. Don't you see you're busy? "

At the moment, the dedicated professors did not notice that the questioner was his immediate supervisor.

The headmaster wants to cry without tears. Damn it, cultural people have brain pits.

"Don't ask me, headmaster. It's all right. It's all right." Professor Ma, who was the first to mark the paper, also went to see it like the president. However, the expert looked at the door and the layman watched the excitement.

Although the principal's position is the highest, compared with these famous professors, they are primary school students!

"Really?" Feng almost dropped his chin in surprise.

"Yes, I was wrong about it." Professor Ma pointed to An'an, who was filling in the examination papers in the middle, and said with the excitement of discovering the new world: "you see, her speed is dazzling. I suspect she could have been faster if she hadn't written at her peak. At such a high speed, how terrifying is her mental calculation? "

Professor Ma himself was surprised by his own question, and finally murmured to himself, "it's terrible, it's incredible, it's incredible."

Headmaster Feng looked at An'an's writing in a daze. He turned his head and took a look at her excited daughter. I thought to myself, baby daughter, did you really find her a genius?

Ha ha ha He has already seen the scenes of the major departments and the chief executives rushing to ask for help from him. It's said that Zhu pangzi wrote a recommendation letter to the general staff, but he was rejected by Hai Yunbing?

Ha ha ha He deserved that he was not lucky and lost his talent in vain.

Go home and cry!

Time flies, the sky unconsciously dark down. Ann's wrist hurt, just as there was no water in the pen. She put Bi on the table and said unhappily, "is there any more? How to write more and more? "

"Ah?" The professors are dumbfounded.

"I have written a total of 603 papers. Is that enough? You are so despicable that you can increase the amount secretly. "

Professor Ma exclaimed excitedly, "count fast, count fast, is it 603?"

If she said so much, then her brain power is too terrible, how can this be done quickly, but also a piece of not falling down to write down?

Hearing this, other professors quickly counted the papers on their hands. Each of them added up to 603 pieces, one of which was no more than another.

"Six hundred and three."

Some people reported the figures in a loud voice, and the scene fell into absolute eerie silence.

Ann frowned discontentedly, and came out from under the table again, and took Sheng Ning's hand. "Sister, we can't make money at home in this school, anyway, we can't make money, but we don't mean what we say. It's deliberately difficult for us."

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