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"The exam officially began, and everyone stood up to pay tribute to the great Emperor Lingshun. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Everyone stood up at the prompt, bowed respectfully three times to a portrait of a person hanging on the blackboard, and shouted:

"Long live the emperor! Banzai! Hooray!! ”

Fu Su looked up rather confused and looked at the figure in the painting, which was a heroic young talent, wearing a military uniform embroidered with a golden dragon. "Your Majesty?"

Everyone sat down and began to answer the questions, while Fu Su was still standing in a daze.

He sensed that there was something strange about his memories, or rather confusion.

――It's a civilized society in the 21st century, but how did the emperor appear? And it's also a classmate Zhang Jin.

Originally, there was a perfect explanation in my memory, but the more I tried to grasp it, the more vague it became, and finally it was completely blank, and I didn't know where everything came from. At this moment, Fu Su was confused.

What an unreliable thing memory is!

"Hey, this classmate, now that you've started answering the questions, why are you still standing, is there something uncomfortable?"

The invigilator's words made the attention of everyone in the examination room focus on Fu Su.

- Hmph, should this guy be so inferior? I was nervous like this when the exam started, and sure enough, I was a little person who hadn't seen any big scenes, and I really laughed to death. I really don't understand, since he doesn't have the ability, what else is he pretending, and saying that he is a genius who will create history! Isn't that insulting me?

The person sitting in a seat next to Fu Su was the student named Zhao Bin. The provincial joint entrance examination, which has won the first place for three consecutive years, is the golden sign of No. 1 Middle School this year. Seeing Fu Su's distracted expression, he couldn't help but smile and shook his head, and then continued to answer the question. He didn't want to waste his precious time on someone who didn't threaten. Besides, these topics are unexpectedly perverted this year, and even he, who has brushed tens of thousands of questions, has to think about it repeatedly and rack his brains.

I only did three questions in ten minutes, and I was not very sure, and now I was already oozing sweat from my head. He looked up and saw that almost everyone was sweating, which showed that the topic was just as difficult for everyone else. glanced at Fu Su next to him again, and sure enough, the pen didn't move.

- Mortals are mortals, but it is you who bring out my genius.

Zhao Bin regained his motivation and tackled two more questions in a moment.

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What went wrong? I can't help but think like this, whether it's the questions that these elementary school students will do on the paper, or the inexplicable emperor, there must be something wrong somewhere!

Monsters, ghosts, cognition, what is behind these scattered clues?

I sat still for ten minutes and found nothing.

Time passed minute by minute, and there was no trace of regret. I have been working hard for the college entrance examination, and now this question that primary school students and even kindergarten children may do is placed in front of me, and I am speechless in addition to being speechless. Using such a topic to judge my struggle, I felt full of malice.

It's pointless!

"Teacher! I want to turn in the papers. ”

I admit that such a decision is too impulsive, but people are the product of impulse.

They looked at me, whether it was the invigilator or the classmates, they all looked at me in a daze.

It's doubt, it's incomprehension, it's sneering, it's mockery, it's the condescending gods looking down on me as a mortal in the world.

It doesn't matter, if this kind of education is so playing with the truth, even if it is a zero score, I don't care.

"There are still 9 minutes left before the paper can be handed in." The invigilator's voice was filled with indifference, which was the tone and tone of the student who was dealing with the problem.

In the lifeless examination room, the sound of the tip of the pen on the paper became the most striking sound.

Lookers-on see most of the game.

Demonic disease.

They were obsessedly scribbled.

I calmed down.

Perhaps it was because of the calmness that the eyes were much clearer.

I saw some kind of black fine particles adsorbing and lingering on them. It's said to be particles, but it's already at the level of fog. It reminds me of the ghosts and monsters I've seen in recent days.

I have a bold conjecture: it is these inexplicable things that affect their cognition!

In that case, if people's cognitive errors are corrected, will everything be normal? In order to verify this, I had a rough idea to sort out and publish the knowledge that I still have in my head, maybe it will stimulate people's cognition, so that there is a possibility of recovery.

Of course, the premise is that it must be released by influential people, otherwise who will believe it.

The roll is finished in a few minutes,

Handed in.

When I left the examination room, everyone's eyes were focused on me, surprised, contempt, jealousy, and worship. For me, it doesn't matter what other people's expressions are, now I only care about the truth of the matter.

- Something must have happened in the blank two weeks!

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Fu Su, as a candidate who handed in the papers, of course attracted the siege of teachers, parents and media who wanted to know the Chinese questions of the college entrance examination for the first time.

In the scramble, it was finally an educational television station that took the lead.

"Same ...... Hello classmates, we are reporters from China Education and Entertainment Media, and we want to interview you, can we? ”

Fu Su nodded stunnedly and said softly.

"Then may I ask, did you finish all the papers so early, or did you just give up the college entrance examination questions this time because they were too difficult?"

Fu Su asked casually:

"Do you want me to be honest?"

"Of course, but if you don't feel too embarrassed to answer, we won't embarrass you."

Fu Su was silent for a moment, and the plan in his heart needed to use the role of the media. Send a message to those behind the scenes, "I'm not influenced by your tricks", and thus lead to the black hand. It's dangerous, but it's better than doing nothing.

"It's done, and it's only at the elementary school level."

"What? Elementary school level! The two reporters glanced at each other, and then sneered contemptuously.

"Classmate, are you exaggerating? How can it be just at the elementary school level? ”

"I'm not exaggerating, it's really just elementary school level."

After speaking, Fu Su left the scene without looking back. The two reporters were still confused for a while, but now they don't have to worry about running out of topics. Just using this answer to hype will definitely cause people to talk about it, and it will definitely be a hot topic.

They put a title entitled "College Entrance Examination Questions Are Only Elementary School Students' Level?" The report was posted on the Internet and began to hype.

The afternoon exam was also the first to be handed in, and Fu Su gave the same answer in front of reporters.

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