After handing over the system, the state forced me to study

"How about it? The highest score in the test is only 118 points."

The person who asked the question was He Qiming, a professor of the Department of Mathematics at S University, and the leader of the problem group for the S Province Math Competition for many years.

At this time, four days had passed since the province s math competition, and the test papers for the first and second exams were finally finished.

He Qiming's student, Wang Ming, was in charge of the final statistics and scoring. He was brought in as a coolie.

Hearing what the instructor said, Wang Ming looked back and said with a smile, "Then you guessed wrong, the highest score for this test is still full."

He Qiming frowned and muttered to himself: "It shouldn't be. I specially put the most difficult question in the fill-in-the-blank question. Logically speaking, even if it is done, there is no time to complete the later big questions."

He Qiming was puzzled, "What about the second test? How many perfect marks are there in the second test?"

Although the questions in the second test were difficult, they still did not exceed the scope of the investigation. Judging from previous years, there was more than one perfect score in the second test, so it was not surprising that He Qiming asked this question.

"Two." Without looking back, Wang Ming raised his hand and stretched out two fingers.

There are two full marks in the second test, and one in the first test. Could it be that one of them got full marks in both the first test and the second test?

"How do you know? Peeped?"

Wang Ming's answer brought He Qiming back to his senses, and he realized that he had spoken out his conjecture. Recalling Wang Ming's last sentence, He Qiming's head was full of black lines, and he immediately gave him an idea, "It's not big. Not small."

Wang Ming curled his lips, not daring to speak.

Just as He Qiming was about to ask who this person was, he saw Zhang Yue, the leader of the mathematics team of Heshi No. [-] Middle School, appearing in front of him. The first high school entrance examination was also because the two were college classmates.

Seeing him, He Qiming instantly forgot the question he wanted to ask, and said loudly: "Old Zhang, it seems that your Heshi No. [-] Middle School is about to produce a first prize winner in the provincial math competition with full marks."

"Really?" Zhang Yue walked over quickly, with a smile on his face: "Who is it? Is this person called Xu Mingxi?"

"Who is it?" He Qiming was stunned, kicked Wang Ming's chair, "Ask you."

Wang Ming's face was full of resentment, it's fine for him to be a coolie, but the mentor is too skinny.

But the one who should answer still has to answer, "Xu Mingxi? It's not that name, it's someone named Lu Xingyao."

"Lu Xingyao? Is there a contestant named Lu Xingyao in our school?" Zhang Yue was puzzled.

No, he is in charge of the mathematics competition training class in Heshi No. [-] Middle School. He has never heard the name Lu Xingyao before.

But to be honest, it's a nice name.

"No?" He Qiming's eyes widened, "Isn't he from Heshi No. [-] Middle School?"

"Cough cough," Wang Ming coughed twice, and scrolled down the left and right scroll bars at the bottom of the form, "Although, this Lu Xingyao is from No. [-] Middle School in Jiangshi."

He Qiming's face froze for a moment, which was embarrassing.

"Oh, blame me, blame me, I'm old, ahem, this person is old, but it's easy to lose his mind and his old eyes are dim."

He Qiming pretended to turn around naturally, "By the way, I'm thirsty, where's my water?"

As he walked towards the door, he muttered, "Where's the water glass? Where did you put it?"

With a smirk, Wang Ming raised the water glass on the table, and shouted loudly, "Director, here is your water glass!"

He Qiming's movements paused, his face stiffened, and he regretted for a while, why did I accept such a bad student.But the movement didn't stop, muttering, muttering, and left the office.

Then quietly looked behind him, no one was there, it was fine, He Qiming quickly fled the scene.

The bad student who left him and his old classmate looked at each other two by two, their faces were full of disgust, and they sneered at his behavior.

At the same time, Lu Xingyao also received a reminder from the system to complete the task.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the time-limited task. In view of the excellent performance of the host, the system will increase the rewards. The rewards are now issued: skill points x8, learning concentration potion x8, hair thickening potion x4, altitude improvement potion x3, and lucky turntable x8."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the task. The task reward is 600 coins and the experience value x2500. In view of the excellent performance of the host, the task reward is doubled. The host will get 1200 coins and the experience value x5000."

"Hair growth potion? Another one as the name suggests."

Lu Xingyao stroked his hair, glanced at Old Feng who was turning his back to write on the blackboard, quietly took out a small mirror from the drawer, and looked at his thick-haired head, "It's not bald, why is it bald?" .”

"Tongsai, what's the matter with you, you mean me, right?" Lu Xingyao said aggressively.

The system glanced at the top of someone's head and saw that the hair was a little thinner compared to two months ago, and said stiffly: "You think it is, if you don't want it, I won't post it."

Lu Xingyao immediately confessed, and said with an apologetic smile: "No matter what, it's best to smash it together, I know you treat me well, mua~mua~mua~"

"Hey~" The system's chubby body trembled, as if it wanted to shake off the non-existent goosebumps.

Shouted in Lu Xingyao's mind: "Can you be so disgusting, yue~"

If the system is not satisfied, Lu Xingyao is satisfied.

He continued to ask: "What is the altitude-boosting potion? Is it just as the name suggests? Could it be possible that I will fall to the mountain, and then the mountain will rise?"

"Can you stop being so uneducated?" The system's contemptuous tone came, obviously still harboring a grudge for what happened just now.

Lu Xingyao considered himself a magnanimous person, and he didn't care about the tone of the system, "What? You are uneducated? That's not okay, you should at least explain it clearly to me, what can you do if you are uneducated."

The system is pissed off, this bastard can't understand all the words, right, mentally handicapped host.

"roll--"

After suppressing the rising flame, the system explained the efficacy of the altitude-boosting potion in the fastest speech speed ever, and then escaped.

"The altitude-boosting potion, that is, the height-enhancing potion, is used to increase your short height, understand? Pig brain."

This bawling output made Lu Xingyao dizzy. When he reacted, the system had already escaped, and no matter how much he yelled, he didn't come out again.

Lu Xingyao was very angry, but he had a lot of adults and decided to forgive the system for attacking him personally.

Turning his head, he opened the small notebook in his mind.

On March 3, the weather was fine, and the system humiliated me with words, mocked me for being bald and short, and maliciously distorted my handsomeness. I was very sad.

Just as Lu Xingyao was immersed in hatred with the system, Lao Feng walked down.

He stared at Li Jiahao, who wanted to remind Lu Xingyao, and walked softly to Lu Xingyao's side. When he saw the small mirror standing behind his bookend, Lao Feng's face darkened instantly.

"Lu Xingyao, does the mirror look good?"

Lu Xingyao didn't even raise his head, "It's okay, it's so-so, that is, I can take a good-looking picture of my brother."

Old Feng sneered, and slapped him on the table, "Take the book and roll to the back to attend class."

Lu Xingyao was so frightened that he suddenly raised his head, "!"

"That... I... am not..."

The temporary lack of a speaking system made Lu Xingyao accept his fate, "Okay."

Then he took the book and walked to the back of the classroom.

Watching helplessly as Lao Feng confiscated his small mirror.

Lu Xingyao shouted in his heart: Daba, that's mine!

It's a pity that Lao Feng is destined not to hear it.