Advance is the meaning of the Lord of the Division, and retreat may be the meaning of the Lord of the sacrificial wine.

Na Xu Zuo raised his head and glanced at the priest of the wine, and the old man of the sacrifice wine looked as usual. That cough just now must have been really abrupt.

But no matter how abrupt it was, after all, it was still the meaning of the sacrificial wine boss, and Na Xu Zuo naturally turned around, as if he was going to walk towards Lu Shaoyun just now.

Xu Zuo skillfully picked up Lu Shaoyun's answer sheet, handed it into the hands of the doctor of arithmetic, and then returned to the place where he was standing without squinting.

Na Xu Zuo's abnormality made Si Ye Chengda also suddenly surprised, he had been thinking about Princess Xubai who was watching the battle, but he completely forgot about the priest next to him. After he came back to his senses, he pondered the cough of the old man who sacrificed wine, and unconsciously felt a chill on his back.

There is no one in this country prison who knows better than him about the sacrificial wine lord. Old Master Wu is far from being as kind as outsiders think. He's just a Tianxian Tiger who seems to be napping.

Cheng Da glanced at the old sacrificial wine next to him, and then pulled his official uniform slightly, like a junior who had done something wrong, and didn't dare to move anymore.

At this time, the old sacrificial wine looked at Xu Zuo, who was striking west, and then looked at Siye Chengda next to him, thinking that these cubs were so active. Maybe it was because I drank a little too much goat milk last night, and I coughed just now, but unfortunately it was really not the right time.

These cubs, do you still think that I can give the princess an ugly face to face with the wine of the country's priest?

After the answer sheet was delivered to the doctor of arithmetic, the old man coughed again.

Cheng Da and Na Xu Zuo invariably glanced at the sacrificial wine boss, but they didn't see anything unusual, and then glanced at the doctors of arithmetic, and they didn't make any moves.

After the doctor of arithmetic checked the calculations, he submitted it to Cheng Da. Lu Shaoyun's calculation of this question is correct.

In the fourth game, Lu Shaoyun won. Cheng Da's voice was still loud, but it was less impassioned than before. At this time, he couldn't figure out whether the old sacrificial wine was a real cough or a fake cough, and whether he wanted Princess Subai to win or lose.

Ten rounds of competition, at this time Lu Shaoyun has won four games.

Pan Zhiyan felt that it was difficult for her to sit down safely, and she couldn't imagine how she would show off if the Shangqing Sect, surnamed Lu, would win. So, she coughed too.

It's just that her cough is so obviously fake.

Who is coughing to, or is it coughing like whom?

Zhao Luojia saw Pan Zhiyan's actions, and she was really helpless against this playmate since childhood, so she could only pull her shirt and motioned her to sit down.

These are all episodes, and the competition continues.

This is the fifth question from the doctor of arithmetic, and it is also the last question of the second day of the heavenly yuan.

Maybe Lu Shaoyun frowned when she saw the title, and she didn't even notice Xu Zuo next to her, but she was captured by Duanmu Xu, who was far away in the back row. Duanmu Xu glanced at Zheng Ping's still calm expression again, thinking that this game should be reversed.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Zhao Luojia in the front row, and his eyes happened to meet on the heads of the several rows of prisoners in the middle, and it turned out that she had also seen it.

But why did she look back? Look at me?

Anyway, Duanmu Xu nodded, and when he saw the other party, he also nodded in greeting, and his heart was much faster.

The performance took a little longer than usual. Some of the inmates who were watching the battle had begun to whisper, and one of the few doctors of arithmetic was a little complacent, a subject that he had worked so hard to figure out.

The suffering he has endured and watching others suffer again makes this doctor of arithmetic feel much more comfortable. If you want to solve this problem, you naturally don't expect it today. He saw Zheng Ping put down his pen, did he find it extremely difficult and gave up.

Lu Shaoyun was stunned when she saw Zheng Ping put down her pen, she thought she was about to figure it out, but she was still slow.

Xu Zuo on the side was also stunned, and then glanced at the sacrificial wine boss and the master Si Ye without a trace, and saw that there were no abnormal instructions, so he slowly walked to Zheng Ping's place, put away the answer sheet, and handed it in.

At this time, Pan Zhiyan had already stood up, waiting for the results of the calculation from the doctor of arithmetic.

The doctor of arithmetic who took the answer sheet glanced at the answer, and it was right. How could it be so fast?

He took a closer look at the calculation process, and each step after another was clear and clear, it turned out that it could still be calculated like this. It's wonderful.

"Good. Couldn't help it, the doctor of arithmetic shouted, and then found the eyes cast around him, lowered his head in embarrassment, and reluctantly handed the answer sheet to Si Ye Chengda.

In the fifth game, Zheng Ping won. ”

Cheng Da's voice sounded in the main hall, the excitement was naturally Pan Zhiyan, and the frustration was naturally Shi Jichong, victory was in sight but there was a change, could it be like in that Fenglai Pavilion.

But the most shocking thing was Lu Shaoyun, she knew that this question was extremely difficult, she really didn't take the ordinary arithmetic superintendent in front of her in her eyes before, but at this time it was completely different.

The sixth game started again, and it was Tian Yuan's turn to be the third problem.

When Lu Shaoyun saw the topic, he happened to be among his own studies, but the calculation process would be quite complicated. But no matter how complicated it was, she also began to write. Perhaps because the previous question was answered by Zheng Ping first, she raised her head slightly and looked at the other side. The person on the other side has already started writing, and he has no intention of stopping.

Well?

This is the third time in Tianyuan. Lu Shaoyun was slightly distracted, and the handwriting on the paper was slightly scribbled, so she quickly held her mind and concentrated on the calculation.

Zheng Ping put down his pen again, while Lu Shaoyun was still calculating.

Xu Zuo didn't look at the sacrificial wine and the priest this time, but went straight to get it and handed it over.

This time, it was a white-haired doctor of arithmetic who took the answer sheet, and when he got the answer sheet, he also looked at the results first.

The result of the calculus is correct. When he looked at the process of calculus, there were indeed many steps, but this idea was simply wonderful, and why did he think of this transitional alternative?

"Good. Very good. Still uncontrollable, the old doctor of arithmetic shouted, but he didn't pay attention to the gaze cast around him.

In the sixth game, Zheng Ping won. Cheng Da's voice sounded again. When he saw the doctor of arithmetic who was talking to each other, he also felt that this arithmetic supervisor was not simple.

In the seventh game and the eighth game, Zheng Ping won, although Lu Shaoyun was also working hard to write, but it was Zheng Ping who took the lead in putting down the pen and handing in the papers.

At present, the two are tied 4-4, but the estimation of the final winner, everyone's prediction has long been transferred from Lu Shaoyun to Zheng Ping. Especially Pan Zhiyan, she admires this son who stays overnight in the wind and rain. She doesn't know any math, she only understands that the female Taoist priest of the Puritan religion can't be arrogant now.

The ninth question was then announced, but it was still so difficult and complicated. The few arithmetic supervisors who were originally watching the battle had already given up the calculus in the first few questions.

Lu Shaoyun smiled, picked up the pen and began to write hard, without half a minute of stopping, until the final pen, as if it was done in one go.

Na Xu Zuo was stunned, he was originally sure that the superintendent should come from behind, but he never thought about the key game, how could this one be so fast?

When Xu Zuo was about to collect the answer sheet, Lu Shaoyun's hand pressed on the paper, not knowing what he was thinking, but after a while, he let go and asked Xu Zuo to take the answer sheet away and hand it in.

Everyone was waiting for the Doctor of Arithmetic to check the calculations.

This is a relatively young doctor of arithmetic, and he is taking the answer sheet and reading it. Strangely, instead of looking at the results, he looked at the handwriting.