Chapter 1223
This time she was clever and sincere: "Hello, old Chen."
"Good, good."
Old Chen smiled, touched his chin's beard, appreciated and intimately said, "child, our reading struggle involves many aspects. We'll pay attention to what you're good at later. We'll let you, just don't rob you."
Ning Shan's eyes widened. Are these old monsters willing to give in?
You know, in the eyes of these antiques, concession is also a shame, a kind of cheating, which will never be considered. It's amazing to say such words today.
Duanmu yawang is also a little surprised. She has read the introduction of the fight in the reading room. She knows that participating in the reading fight needs to be classified and fight according to the classification.
After all, there are many kinds of things in time. This reading material involves all possible things in the world. There are many kinds, and it is difficult to write a title casually.
Moreover, it will inevitably be said unfair.
Therefore, it is most fair to give the fighter the right to choose by himself, because there are two ways to choose this type——
1、 By shaking the dice, whoever wins has the right to draw lots, and then both fighters choose to fight according to the type of lottery.
2、 It is to be more generous and directly let the opponent choose the type that the other party wants to choose.
The second option rarely appears. After all, no one will let the other party. Everyone has strength. If you let it, it is equivalent to giving the other party the chance to win directly.
What Chen Laofang meant by this is to make it clear that the second situation is to let Duanmu yawang choose what she is good at. He can do whatever he wants.
This made Duanmu yawang feel a little grateful, "thank you, old Chen. However, how can you let me fight?"
Old Chen narrowed his eyes and asked directly, "do you want to win?"
Duanmu Ya looked stunned, then smiled, "it's impossible not to win. A person participates in a competition and a fight. Everyone hopes to win. How can he not want to win?"
"Don't you want such a good chance?"
Mr. Fang smiled happily, and there was not much malice in his words. "This Gongyu childe is still young. Mr. Chen, you are well-informed. Even if Gongyu childe chooses what she is good at, it is estimated that she can't win you?"
Before Duanmu yawang could speak, old Chen's eyebrows twisted into a twist: "old Fang, I don't like to hear that. Since this child can show off in the testing and fighting room, how do you know that people can't show off here?"
Then, there was no good way: "you, don't underestimate the young man."
"It doesn't mean to underestimate."
Mr. Fang was still happy. "It's just that you give people permission like this. They're not happy. Don't embarrass them. Do what you should do?"
Then he said meaningfully, "besides, you also said, don't underestimate others. How do you know that others can't win you here? If you let others, even if they win, it's estimated that everyone can't judge the real strength of their children, but it's unfair to their children."
"That's right."
Old Chen listened and stopped tangled. He waved his hand and said, "well, just do what you should do."
"OK."
Duanmuya looked and listened, relieved.
Old Chen and others are not wordy people. When they talked here, they hurriedly said, "well, let's be quiet and don't quarrel with the fighters."
"OK."
So Duanmu looked at several people together and quietly watched the people on the stage fight and no longer communicate.
Before talking to Chen and Fang, she saw a grass without looking carefully at the things on the table. Now she has a long neck and looks at the stage. Then she finds a pile of messy things on the stage.
Among these things, there are plants, insect specimens, strange colored stones, ancient knives and swords, and some books, which are piled up densely.
The fighters on the stage looked at these things and wrote down their answers.
Duanmu yawang remembers that there are sixty-four fighting topics in this book. Sixty belong to knowing things. You only need to simply answer one name. In addition to knowing things, the latter four also need to answer the five aspects of particularity and historicity.
Sixty four questions, the first 60 questions are one question and one point, and the last four questions are ten questions, all of which are 100 points.
The basis of winning or losing in a fight is that whoever scores more in the end will win.
Every fight lasts three quarters of an hour.
It's not long or short.
For people like Duanmu yawang who still need to wait for at least seven or eight games, this time is very long. It's estimated that we need the rhythm from morning to night again.
However, she was obviously wrong, because she found that those predecessors on the stage didn't like procrastination. If they didn't understand, they didn't understand. When they finished writing what they understood, they handed in the answers without hesitation.
Few people need three quarters of an hour.
Moreover, through observation, Duanmu yawang found that the scores of these predecessors hovered between 60 and 80, and rarely exceeded 80.
However, anyway, Duanmu yawang waited for three or four hours before it was her turn. It was already afternoon.
Just now, Mr. Fang beat the man in front and was ready to go to Mr. Chen.
When old Chen stood up, he glanced behind him, frowned and said, "when is the reading room so busy?"
Duanmu looked at the audience in the back. He was surprised. He saw that the audience originally had only about ten or twenty people. I don't know when it was almost full!
Moreover, she didn't know if it was her illusion. As soon as she turned around, she found that many people's eyes were looking at her. When they touched her eyes, they all looked away.
Shouldn't these people come for her?
Thinking so, she felt that she was distracted. Moreover, even if people came at her, she didn't care, but just watched.
However, she was still a little hard to let go: "when did these people come?" she didn't feel at all!
"A day is almost over, coming one after another." the little white deer in the medical system is very bored. After practicing with Yin Huiyin for a long time, because he didn't eat yesterday and didn't have to eat today, the whole person is wilting and listless.
"I don't feel..."
"I don't want to see how serious you are in the stands." the little white deer glanced at her unhappily, and then asked, "you've watched so many battles. How many points do you estimate for each one?"
"I can't estimate."
"Why? Can't you see it?"
"Good, good."
Old Chen smiled, touched his chin's beard, appreciated and intimately said, "child, our reading struggle involves many aspects. We'll pay attention to what you're good at later. We'll let you, just don't rob you."
Ning Shan's eyes widened. Are these old monsters willing to give in?
You know, in the eyes of these antiques, concession is also a shame, a kind of cheating, which will never be considered. It's amazing to say such words today.
Duanmu yawang is also a little surprised. She has read the introduction of the fight in the reading room. She knows that participating in the reading fight needs to be classified and fight according to the classification.
After all, there are many kinds of things in time. This reading material involves all possible things in the world. There are many kinds, and it is difficult to write a title casually.
Moreover, it will inevitably be said unfair.
Therefore, it is most fair to give the fighter the right to choose by himself, because there are two ways to choose this type——
1、 By shaking the dice, whoever wins has the right to draw lots, and then both fighters choose to fight according to the type of lottery.
2、 It is to be more generous and directly let the opponent choose the type that the other party wants to choose.
The second option rarely appears. After all, no one will let the other party. Everyone has strength. If you let it, it is equivalent to giving the other party the chance to win directly.
What Chen Laofang meant by this is to make it clear that the second situation is to let Duanmu yawang choose what she is good at. He can do whatever he wants.
This made Duanmu yawang feel a little grateful, "thank you, old Chen. However, how can you let me fight?"
Old Chen narrowed his eyes and asked directly, "do you want to win?"
Duanmu Ya looked stunned, then smiled, "it's impossible not to win. A person participates in a competition and a fight. Everyone hopes to win. How can he not want to win?"
"Don't you want such a good chance?"
Mr. Fang smiled happily, and there was not much malice in his words. "This Gongyu childe is still young. Mr. Chen, you are well-informed. Even if Gongyu childe chooses what she is good at, it is estimated that she can't win you?"
Before Duanmu yawang could speak, old Chen's eyebrows twisted into a twist: "old Fang, I don't like to hear that. Since this child can show off in the testing and fighting room, how do you know that people can't show off here?"
Then, there was no good way: "you, don't underestimate the young man."
"It doesn't mean to underestimate."
Mr. Fang was still happy. "It's just that you give people permission like this. They're not happy. Don't embarrass them. Do what you should do?"
Then he said meaningfully, "besides, you also said, don't underestimate others. How do you know that others can't win you here? If you let others, even if they win, it's estimated that everyone can't judge the real strength of their children, but it's unfair to their children."
"That's right."
Old Chen listened and stopped tangled. He waved his hand and said, "well, just do what you should do."
"OK."
Duanmuya looked and listened, relieved.
Old Chen and others are not wordy people. When they talked here, they hurriedly said, "well, let's be quiet and don't quarrel with the fighters."
"OK."
So Duanmu looked at several people together and quietly watched the people on the stage fight and no longer communicate.
Before talking to Chen and Fang, she saw a grass without looking carefully at the things on the table. Now she has a long neck and looks at the stage. Then she finds a pile of messy things on the stage.
Among these things, there are plants, insect specimens, strange colored stones, ancient knives and swords, and some books, which are piled up densely.
The fighters on the stage looked at these things and wrote down their answers.
Duanmu yawang remembers that there are sixty-four fighting topics in this book. Sixty belong to knowing things. You only need to simply answer one name. In addition to knowing things, the latter four also need to answer the five aspects of particularity and historicity.
Sixty four questions, the first 60 questions are one question and one point, and the last four questions are ten questions, all of which are 100 points.
The basis of winning or losing in a fight is that whoever scores more in the end will win.
Every fight lasts three quarters of an hour.
It's not long or short.
For people like Duanmu yawang who still need to wait for at least seven or eight games, this time is very long. It's estimated that we need the rhythm from morning to night again.
However, she was obviously wrong, because she found that those predecessors on the stage didn't like procrastination. If they didn't understand, they didn't understand. When they finished writing what they understood, they handed in the answers without hesitation.
Few people need three quarters of an hour.
Moreover, through observation, Duanmu yawang found that the scores of these predecessors hovered between 60 and 80, and rarely exceeded 80.
However, anyway, Duanmu yawang waited for three or four hours before it was her turn. It was already afternoon.
Just now, Mr. Fang beat the man in front and was ready to go to Mr. Chen.
When old Chen stood up, he glanced behind him, frowned and said, "when is the reading room so busy?"
Duanmu looked at the audience in the back. He was surprised. He saw that the audience originally had only about ten or twenty people. I don't know when it was almost full!
Moreover, she didn't know if it was her illusion. As soon as she turned around, she found that many people's eyes were looking at her. When they touched her eyes, they all looked away.
Shouldn't these people come for her?
Thinking so, she felt that she was distracted. Moreover, even if people came at her, she didn't care, but just watched.
However, she was still a little hard to let go: "when did these people come?" she didn't feel at all!
"A day is almost over, coming one after another." the little white deer in the medical system is very bored. After practicing with Yin Huiyin for a long time, because he didn't eat yesterday and didn't have to eat today, the whole person is wilting and listless.
"I don't feel..."
"I don't want to see how serious you are in the stands." the little white deer glanced at her unhappily, and then asked, "you've watched so many battles. How many points do you estimate for each one?"
"I can't estimate."
"Why? Can't you see it?"