Mo Xiao stared at Jian Mingyue, "Miss Jane, please!"

In Mo Xiao's eyes, there is no age, they all treat everyone equally.

Jian Mingyue, this Mr. Mo Xiao is also a wise man who is wise and foolish, and Mount Tai does not change his color.

"Please, sir!"

Mo Xiao was indifferent, "Miss Jane, do you choose the first type of exam, or the second type?"

Jian Mingyue looked at the clock.

"Otherwise, I'm afraid that the entire Shendu students will be ashamed of me, and I seem to have to make this choice now!"

There was no choice.

Han Jianxin has already taken this step, if Jian Mingyue doesn't leave, he will already lose his momentum.

Jian Mingyue can't help but leave, and the entire Jian family is waiting for her prestige protection, she has a trouble, I'm afraid that the pressure on Jian Xingshan will be huge, and all the families are probably staring at every move of Shendu with their eyes.

In order to protect herself and this family, she can't be arrogant.

Well, isn't it mental arithmetic?

Come on!

This is what I did most often when I was playing games with Jian Mingyang in high school, and I hope that my memory will not go wrong.

"Miss Jane, how to choose is a personal matter, and the most difficult thing is to compare with others. "Mo Xiao can see it.

It's the demeanor of a champion.

"Let's get started!"

Early death and early superbirth!

Mo Xiao smiled, and the little lady was a little arrogant.

Shaking his head, the hourglass began to time.

“54×26”

“1404!”

“156×948”

“147888！”

“（489+752）×63”

“78183！”

The speed is really fast! Almost as soon as Mo Xiao finished speaking, Jian Mingyue quickly answered, a few seconds faster than Han Jianxin.

The people around were a little dumbfounded, could it be that this Jian Mingyue would be even more powerful than Han Jianxin.

However, some people didn't care, waiting to see Jian Mingyue's joke, Han Jianxin was extremely fast just now, but after ten minutes, as the number of digits increased and the difficulty increased, it was still getting slower and slower, and finally had to give up.

It's nothing now.

………………

………………

One minute, two minutes.

Ten minutes later, Jian Mingyue didn't slow down at all, but got faster and faster.

Even, the time for Mo Xiao to write down the answers on the question board was slower than the speed at which Jian Mingyue said them.

A lot of people are shocked.

What speed is this.

Mo Xiaodu's expression gradually became solemn, and he didn't treat Jian Mingyue so casually! he had already begun to add more digits, and the difficulty had more than doubled.

Thirteen minutes.

“458932165×241587692”

"1.1086982223233 ×10 to the 16th power!"

After Jian Mingyue answered this question, she was a little anxious, this number is indeed a lot, which makes people start to feel a little impetuous.

It seems that his mental arithmetic is also beginning to face problems, and anyone who faces such repetitive and boring operations will be a little unhappy.

“987×875×643”

The strategy is starting to change.

“555310875！”

Fourteen minutes.

Fifteen minutes.

The hourglass ends.

Mo Xiao watched the last grain of sand fall, and felt a little regretful in his heart, this child's mental arithmetic ability was so high that he didn't expect.

The six-digit six-fold multiplication operation, which even she was so difficult for, couldn't be difficult for this little lady.

It seems that the blue is better than the blue.

"Miss Jane, after the competition of the envoys of the Eight Kingdoms, she will set off to teach students in Li Nan's mansion, and she will definitely not break her word, please rest assured!" Mo Xiao said to do it, don't say that this is still a promise in front of the world, Mo Xiao will not fall into his prestige.

And he also wanted to see how this Jianfu clan school cultivated such a genius mental arithmetic talent.

Jian Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief.

It's finally over.

I rely on methods, who make my mental arithmetic methods come from the more high-tech world.

Standing up and bowing, "Thank you, sir." ”

Get up and walk to the next level.

There is no one here, Han Jianxin has already left, and he should go to the next pass.

The second level is poetry.

Jian Mingyue chuckled, although she is not a liberal arts student, her love for ancient poetry and classical Chinese can probably help her pass the test smoothly.

Isn't it just poetry?

What a natural cheater!

If so, then this level is nothing to fear.

came to Qi Hanzi and gave a salute.

"Sir, I'm here to get through!"

Qi Hanzi said with a smile, "Miss Jian really lives up to her reputation. In the next has been waiting for a long time, there are two competitions, one is to write the corresponding poems according to the requirements of the test paper, over eighty points for the pass, two, that is, you and I two people to compete, one person to ask, the other person to answer, and so on, each other out of the question exchange, until who can not do it first, of course, there is a time limit, but also fifteen minutes. In this time, you do half of the questions, even if you pass the level, because the difficulty increases, if no one wins or loses within the time, then the lady wins!"

"Sir, I'll pick two!"

This is difficult, Jian Mingyue admires the intelligence of this Qi Hanzi, this method is a test of people's skills.

Well, it's also a test of her skills as a cheater, and I don't know if those memorable poems left in my head are enough to cope with this kind of test.

No wonder it's Zhuangyuanlang, his mind is more powerful than ordinary people.

Qi Hanzi looked at the hourglass.

"Miss Jane, please first, you are young and you should be invited first!"

This Qi Hanzi is a righteous gentleman.

Jian Mingyue is also not humble.

"Okay, please make a thimble poem!"

As the name suggests, the thimble poem is that the beginning and end of each poem are connected, and finally, especially the beginning and end of the whole poem must be consistent.

Qi Hanzi thought for a moment, and said for a moment: "The return of Tanjun is slow, and the step is slow and drunk. Drunk dreams wake up slightly and the chicken reports the dawn, and the awake chicken reports the return of the king. ”

(Borrowed from Baidu search poems.) ）

Ingenuity, ingenuity.

Jian Mingyue praised that this Qi Hanzi is indeed a poet.

"Sir, please ask!"

Qi Hanzi thought for a moment, "Palindrome poems!"

Palindromic poems and thimble poems have the same meaning, but they are different.

It's not Qi Hanzi's embarrassment Jian Mingyue, but a humble gentleman.

Jian Mingyue pondered for a moment, "

Stone mountain stained moss green,

Green water, spring shade, willow warbler.

pond lotus leaf red lotus bi,

Rafting on the stream blows in the wind. ”

This poem can also be regarded as a clever selection of Jian Mingyue, which can be read upright or backwards.

Qi Hanzi couldn't help but high-five: "Little lady, wonderful! It's really a wonderful idea, I didn't expect that palindromic poems can also be read backwards, which is really an eye-opener for the old man!"

"What a poem!"

Qi Hanzi loves poetry like his life, and when he meets such a talented poet, he is not willing to let it go easily.

And the time has not yet come.

"Digital Poetry!"

Concise month questions.

It's actually simple and simple! But it's also complicated.

It is also a type of basic skill that requires rigorous skills.

Qi Hanzi twisted his beard and pondered, inspired by Jian Mingyue's palindromic poem, he was also thinking about what ingenuity could be used.

"Hundred-foot buildings and thousands of zhang streams, cloud books ** sent to Liaoxi, suddenly heard that in February Shuangfeiyan, the most hated three more and one singing chicken, five or six return periods are empty, seven thousand away from hatred is not together, half a life looks at the lonely shadow, ten years of sorrow with the cuckoo cry. ”

Jian Mingyue applauded, no matter what, his own is relying on what he has learned is the essence of 5,000 years of history and culture, and he cheated, but this Qi Hanzi is really talented and has the ability to learn!

Admirable.

Qi Hanzi smiled: "See laugh, see laugh!"

"Mr. is indeed a great poet, and the little woman worships it!"

Qi Hanzi hurriedly waved his hand, "Where, where, it is me Qi Hanzi who should be worshipped, don't be too modest, little lady." The little lady also has a number poem this time, so let's take a good look at it!"

It's not difficult for Jian Mingyue, this is really an open mind.

Jian Mingyue thought about it, if she was similar to the poem written by Qi Hanzi, it was nothing special, it was not a waste of Qi Hanzi's mind, okay, thousands of years of culture! It should be taken out and passed on to people who are destined.

"After a farewell, the two places are lovesick, only said that it is March and April, and who knows that in five or six years, the lyre has no intention to play, the eight-line book has nothing to pass on, the nine links are broken from it, the ten-mile long pavilion wants to wear it, a hundred lovesickness, a thousand thoughts, all kinds of helplessness to complain, thousands of words can not be finished, a hundred boring lai ten columns, heavy nine ascending to see the lonely goose, August mid-autumn moon is not round, July half burns incense and candles to ask the sky, June Futian everyone shakes my heart cold,"

From one to ten millions, and from thousands to ten to one, echoing from beginning to end.

Qi Hanzi slapped the case, stroked his palms and laughed, "Okay, good, the little lady is really a genius, a genius!"

Jian Ming, Hang Qi Minghao was all surprised, where did this Qi Hanzi still have a frosty face just now, he was clearly a madman.

Jian Mingyue clenched her fists, and secretly said that she was holding how many celebrities had worked so hard, how could it not be subtle.

"Mr. Qi, the little woman did it indiscriminately, thank you, Mr. for your praise!"

Hurry up and get through it!

I'm afraid that this Mr. Qi will have to go down again, because Jian Mingyue's poems are crazy.

It's a pity that this champion Lang is inexplicably crazy.

Qi Hanzi looked at the hourglass, there was already less than half left, and he still had to torture a few poems quickly, so as not to miss a strange woman like Jian Mingyue.

"Miss, please ask the question!"

It's no say die!

There is quite a bit of courage to become more and more frustrated.

Jian Mingyue shook her head, "Stack the word poem!"

These are some of the poets and lyricists I am familiar with, according to Qi Hanzi's character, I am afraid that the next torture will be the same type, so don't embarrass yourself.

Now that we have embarked on this road of blockbuster success, we can only move forward and finally win the crown.

Qi Hanzi said: "Since farewell, the distant mountains are faint, and the water is even more sparkling. Seeing the willows flying, I was drunk on the peach blossoms. Through the cabinet fragrant wind gusting, covering the door twilight rain. I'm afraid that dusk will suddenly be dusk and dusk, no**how not**. The new cry marks crush the old cry marks, and the broken intestine person remembers the broken intestine person. ”

This should be Qi Hanzi's proud work, after all, Qi Hanzi is a poet immortal of Chengyuan Kingdom, so he will not have his own specialty poems.

Jian Mingyue nodded, "Mr. Qi's poems are indeed moving!"

"Miss Jane, see me, please make a poem too!"

Qi Hanzi is already very much looking forward to Jian Mingyue's poems, this is pure appreciation, it is a kind of heart-to-heart sympathy for heroes and heroes, and there is no longer the hostility filled with gunpowder.

It's more like a friendly match of skills.

Jian Mingyue said: "Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered."

Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate.

Yuanfang invaded the ancient road, and the clear green connected the deserted city.

He sent Wang Sun to go, full of farewell. ”

This is a classic of classics!

It's almost a good poem that everyone will have, but Jian Mingyue has checked Jian Xingshan's books, Mingyue saw that this kind of poetry that absolutely did not appear has made Jian Mingyue strange for a long time, even if the founding emperor of Chengyuan is a colleague who has passed through rebirth, this colleague can't forget all about simple and familiar poems, it seems that many traces here are vague, there are some advanced technologies, and most of the original ones have been retained.

Nondescript, no reason, Jian Mingyue can't figure out why.

Anyway, everything in Chengyuan Kingdom is very strange.

It's strange to say.

The surrounding scholars and students are already fascinated, and then marvel at the poems of Qi Hanzi and Jian Mingyue, there are already people who take a pen and paper to write down each poem, and compete to see it, the crowd has become more and more around, and it may be possible to explain it with water just now, but now it is almost ironclad, and it is impossible for you to squeeze in even if you want to squeeze in.

began to come here for Han Jianxin, there are not a few people who want to see Wenqu Xing descending to earth, after all, interview bachelors are not everywhere, the one that people have heard of is decades old, and now after a few decades, there are three exempt bachelors at once, who is not envious and looking up in their hearts, they all want to see the demeanor of these three people.

Not to mention that many people from various countries and places who came to see the fiery confrontation between the envoys of the Eight Nations and the Chengyuan Kingdom were curious, fresh, speculative, and worried.

Those who have vital interests and have nothing to do with themselves are staring at the palace test of Chengyuan Kingdom with their eyes.

And this seven-level competition is simply an early rehearsal of the palace test, who can not pay attention to it.

"It turns out that this is the exempt genius of Cheng Yuan Kingdom, and it is not enough. ”

A whisper that overpowered everyone with a soft voice aroused people's anger at once.

Whoever is slandering the god of poetry in his own mind, who is not ashamed.

The crowd was separated, in fact, many people were forcibly squeezed away, like an invisible wall, several big men wearing aqua blue costumes, but with a gentle push of their hands, the people crowded together were like knives cut, forced to separate a passage.

Many people feel like their backs are about to fall, and they do stack on top of each other with the people behind them.

"It's from the Eight Nations Envoys, I don't know who this is, but looking at the clothes, I know that it is from the Eight Nations Delegations, only their participating envoys are dressed like this, and they look like a colorful watermelon. ”

Someone explained softly, and many people suddenly realized, and immediately woke up, is this to smash the field?

Jian Mingyue chuckled.

It's really like, a colorful watermelon skin, this dress is a water-green gown, red bright pants underneath, black boots on the feet, and the same green square scarf on the head, it looks like a colorful watermelon.

This person was obviously also angry by this, his face was red and white, and he snorted coldly: "The people of Cheng Yuanguo are very good at playing tricks. Such poems are also worth showing off, I'm afraid that the poems made by our three-year-old children in the eight countries are better than this, and you are still complacent, you really don't know whether to live or die!"

These words successfully made the scholars of Cheng Yuanguo, including Jian Minghang Qi Minghao, angry.