After math class, there is history class.

This is an old teacher who is about 50 years old. He is wearing a black tunic suit and a pair of black square glasses. The tiger's mouth on his right hand has thick calluses.

Well, it's probably because there are too many mahjong games, Qin Luo thought to himself.

As one of the representatives of the old teachers, the history teacher is not as "humorous" as Li Wei.

He put down his textbook and started lecturing!

In about twenty minutes, the content of a class was finished in advance.

What's next? Ask questions!

"Qin Luo." He suddenly shouted.

"Teacher?" With a snap, Qin Luo immediately stood up.

"What did I just say?"

Qin Luo was startled, and he was secretly glad that he didn't get distracted just now.

"The Nancang Uprising."

"Who fired the first shot?"

Hehe - teacher, this is not difficult at all.

"Comrade Zhou."

"Then who got the second shot? The third shot?"

Bewildered, completely bewildered.

Who knows who fired the second shot! Third shot! Is there anything written in the book? Qin Luo shouted in his heart.

"Teacher? Have you asked this question before?" Qin Luo asked suspiciously.

"You didn't listen carefully!" He said slowly, "I clearly said that Comrade Zhou fired three shots at the sky, marking the official start of the uprising."

Qin Luo: ? ? ? You are a real cow.

"Forget this question, then I'm asking you, what did Liu Bei do in history?" the teacher asked at the second time.

"Teacher, this doesn't seem to be the content of this class."

"That's right, this is what we will learn later."

Everyone covered their mouths and snickered while they were sweating profusely.

A history teacher has the ability to force a scholar who can do whatever he wants to do this.

"Royal?" Qin Luo replied with a twitching corner of his mouth.

"Wrong! Selling straw sandals!"

"..."

Qin Luo was extremely ashamed, which simply damaged his image as a scholar.

"Can't answer two questions in a row, I'm so disappointed in you!"

Great!

"The last one!"

"How far is the marathon?"

42.195 kilometers! Just as the teacher finished speaking, Qin Luo had already thought of the answer in his mind.

However, just when he was about to blurt out, he was swallowed back by Qin Luo.

It can't be that simple!

Before he could think about it, Qin Luo hurriedly opened the history book and read it carefully.

"I'm sharpening my gun? I'm sorry? This question is not in the book!" The history teacher sneered.

Regardless of the teacher's contempt, Qin Luo has already called out the attribute panel and looked at the LV1 history subject.

Qin Luo didn't even think about it, he waved his hand and threw 1110 points of Xueba.

"Ding, host history subject level upgrade: LV2"

"Ding, the host's history subject level has been upgraded: LV3"

...

At the moment when the system prompt sound ended, a huge amount of knowledge, like a dizzy, directly filled Qin Luo's head.

"In the past, the distance that Feidipi ran was 40 kilometers, the second Olympic marathon was 40.260 kilometers, the third was 40 kilometers, and the fourth Olympic Games was officially confirmed to be 42.195 kilometers."

Fortunately, there is a system, otherwise it will be tricked by Teacher Xu again.

"40 kilometers!" Qin Luo said with a slight smile.

Quiet, deadly quiet.

Needles could be heard throughout the classroom.

Everyone grew their mouths and remained silent for a long time.

Can you do something as simple as a marathon wrong?

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