Yuan Wanying looked forward to Shen Fei, and the five little poplars opposite her with iron blue faces were full of dissatisfaction, like defeated little roosters.

The young female students who were watching didn't care so much, they cheered enthusiastically and shouted Hu Cuicui's name.

Song Qing's brows furrowed, and he calmly said to the gentleman sitting next to him: "It seems to be witty, but in fact it is opportunistic, and it is destined to be a big deal." ”

This respectable gentleman was much more tolerant, and laughed softly: "After all, she is still a little girl, and she has achieved this point with one to five, which is already very good." ”

It's just a small competition between two junior high schools, and in this gentleman's opinion, it's like two kindergarten children playing at home.

Of course, the two middle school principals didn't think so, Sister Mary looked at Principal Chen of Chunhui Middle School with a smile, and the latter's expression was exactly the same as the expressions of several male students from Chunhui Middle School!

There is no doubt that if Sister Mary had dared to declare victory, she would have protested in the first place.

In the midst of everyone's different thoughts, Yuan Wanying stretched out her arms, spread her hands evenly, and pressed down, so that the cheers that filled the audience quickly disappeared, and the young female students all quieted down.

This scene finally moved the gentleman, who had always been smiling, and he said softly: "This young female student is very prestigious among her classmates." ”

Song Qing nodded, no matter what this female student did, in his heart, she had already been branded as useless.

Yuan Wanying looked directly at the five defeated little roosters sitting opposite her, and said with a smile: "Okay, it's just an appetizer just now, let's warm it up, and now I'm going to ask a formal question." ”

After a pause, she politely asked, "I'll ask first, you don't mind, right?" ”

The young male students looked at each other and shook their heads together, just now they were taken by the young female student opposite who was not good-looking, and it is no exaggeration to say that if the other party said that the competition was over, even if they were not convinced, they could only pinch their noses and admit it.

Now, they all put away their contempt, full of fighting spirit, and determined to win back a game!

Yuan Wanying's eyes fell on the first math player, and her voice was clear and articulate: "An airplane is 1,000 feet above the ground, its speed is 100 miles per hour, and it is flying horizontally against a certain position, and now it wants to blow up the base, asking, where should the plane fly and drop the bomb to be effective?" ”

As soon as the question came out, the audience was silent.

After a few moments, the young female students began to whisper, "What is Cuicui talking about?" Why do I know every word, but together I don't know all of them?! ”

"What is an airplane?"

"What is a bomb?"

In the whispered discussion of the girls, the first contestant from Chunhui Middle School picked up the dipping pen with a serious face and began to perform the calculation on the straw paper.

The companion beside him frowned and lowered his voice and asked, "The question is difficult?" ”

The math player replied without raising his head: "This is not only mathematical knowledge, but also physical formulas, fortunately I have dabbled in it before, and I will do my best-"

His voice was not loud, but it was enough for the four companions around him to hear, and the hearts of several people suddenly became heavy, it seems that the classmate opposite is not only opportunistic, but also has a little real material.

They finally ignored Yuan Wanying's identity as a woman and treated her as a real opponent.

Yuan Wanying's eyes fell on the second Mandarin contestant, her voice was not loud, but it resounded throughout the audience: "This classmate, please write a national policy that is in line with the current situation of our country in the current world situation." ”

Country, national policy?!

The Mandarin player subconsciously glanced at the classmates around him who were struggling hard, and just now he felt that the other party had encountered an interdisciplinary problem, which was very difficult, and now he knew that the most difficult thing was himself!

Shouldn't the Chinese language topic be tortured with the meaning of the scriptures, and then given a few questions, and choose one of them to make a proposition composition?!

Policy?!

He's just a middle school student! Spare the child!

Seeing the other party's speechless look, Yuan Wanying raised her eyebrows, and suddenly said: "Guowen, that is, the Confucianism of the past, thousands of students in the previous dynasty, crossed the single-plank bridge, and after the middle lift, the best one entered the Hanlin Academy and became the emperor's staff officer. ”

"But if you don't understand, ask directly!"

"Practicing the national language is to embark on the path of the national scholar, as the leader of the national language, standing here, but you don't even have the confidence to become a national scholar?!"

There are only a few sentences, but every sentence is heart-wrenching, and it is directly tortured into the depths of the other party's soul.

Principal Chen of Chunhui Middle School had a lot of light in his eyes, and he only felt that this young female student had a very good appetite for herself.

The gentleman and his entourage in the VIP seat next to him no longer talked and laughed softly, and regarded everything in front of them as a child's play.

The gentleman's fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop and asked the young man beside him: "Do you have this kind of consciousness at her age?" ”

Song Qing was dumbfounded.

Yuan Wanying looked at the other party being forced by herself, like a little rabbit trembling with a carrot, shook her head helplessly, and said in a retreat: "Okay, if you can't write a national policy, then write an essay, in the face of 40,000 compatriots, please wake them up and participate in the battle to protect their homeland." ”

From the national policy to the text, it is really a step back, this time, the representative of the national language very happily picked up the brush and began to conceive.

Yuan Wanying's gaze paused slightly on the third English player, and directly skipped him and looked at the fourth geography player.

Everyone was puzzled, but no one interrupted - this young schoolgirl's question had already amazed everyone.

And, as she asked two questions, one after the other, the gentleman and his entourage faintly perceived her intentions.

If Yuan Wanying was still relaxed and casual when she gave questions to math players and Chinese language players, this time, she finally became serious: "Now, the Northern Campaign has just begun, if the war is white-hot and urgent need for assistance, please plan a route from the south to the northern battlefield as quickly as possible." ”

Song Qing stood up suddenly, and immediately, he realized that something was wrong, and slowly sat down again.

Fortunately, this schoolgirl's new question also attracted everyone's attention, and no one noticed his abnormality.

The geography student frowned, did not say a word, just like the two classmates in front of him, picked up the pen and began to calculate.

Yuan Wanying didn't care about him, and directly saw the last contestant, there is no fool to be able to stand out from Chunhui Middle School, this historical player, the look on his face is obviously much more relaxed than that of several classmates, obviously, he also discovered the law of Yuan Wanying's questioning-

Everything you ask is related to the current situation!