Forty-two, the boiling literary examination papers

Only Xie Yongmei had a timekeeping tool in the whole team, and looking at the gloomy sky outside, Cao Luo didn't know what time it was. The severe pain in my body has been relieved a lot after a few hours of recuperation. Helplessly, he looked at Lao Yu, who was sleeping on the bed next door, and covered his ears irritably.

Lao Yu's snoring complemented his size, that guy was really earth-shattering, and even the bed board under Cao Luo was trembling slightly. Cao Luo couldn't sleep at all, so he could only hold his hands behind his head, look at the ceiling, and quietly think about his thoughts.

Since the end of the battle just now, the attitude of the people in the team towards him has obviously changed greatly, and Lao Yu even mentioned brother, which is a good thing, and he must be able to integrate into this group as soon as possible. As for the task Xie Yongmei received, to be honest, Cao Luo didn't have much hope. Not to mention the difficulty of the task itself, just because I don't know how many teams have also received this job, Cao Luo suddenly lost confidence.

It's been a few days since I've been away from home, but I'm a little homesick, especially that little girl, who might be stealing my little vault again, but luckily I've kept some back. Hum! When I go back, I have to check it carefully, and if there is something wrong, I will beat him!

Also, I don't know what will happen to my college entrance examination results······

At this time, L City, Luojia.

Luo Xiaoyu slipped into Cao Luo's room with a probe in her head, although she knew that Cao Luo was gone, she was still a little weak at the moment. Luo Xiaoyu's big eyes were shining, and he stretched out his pink tongue and licked his somewhat dry lips, and his slender hand carefully rummaged through Cao Luo's room.

It could be seen that she was extremely accustomed to such behavior, and in a short time she pulled out a dusty, extremely unobtrusive wooden box. Pouted and chuckled: "Stupid brother, do you think I won't be able to find it if I replace the tin box?" It's a laughing death! ”

Without hesitation, he opened the wooden box, inside was a tightly compressed spring, and there was a small tray on the spring, containing pepper, and as soon as the wooden box was opened, it popped out with lightning speed, Luo Xiaoyu was unprepared and shocked······

"Ahem!"

Luo Xiaoyu's face was red from choking, coughing violently, and tears were rolling down without money, and even the heart of scolding Cao Luo didn't have time to rise.

Hearing the strange noise, Luo Feng and Wang Ya hurriedly came, only to see Luo Xiaoyu holding a small wooden box and crying in Cao Luo's room. The two thought that Luo Xiaoyu was thinking about Cao Luo, and they both looked at her with distressed faces, and Wang Ya even hugged Luo Xiaoyu in her arms. Coincidentally, the box happened to be pressed on Luo Xiaoyu's nose, and Luo Xiaoyu suddenly cried even more sadly······

Beijing, College Entrance Examination Literature Examination Marking Group.

The previous questions are the only answers, which are handed over to the machine for processing, and only the last open-ended question is to be manually corrected. More than 100 people crouched in front of the computer screen and nervously corrected.

Hu Bing is a well-known senior middle school teacher in the country, and this time he is most excited and serious to be qualified to participate in the college entrance examination to revise the papers. He has already changed hundreds of copies of the last question, and to be honest, everyone's ideas are too unified, or there is nothing new.

"A viable way to enhance the combat power of human mechs? This question is not simple. Hu Bing shook his head and said secretly. This kind of question is the kind of writing that will give you a score, but the probability of getting a high score is unimaginably low.

The candidates' answers are the same, they are all about improving mecha arrays, multi-load point weapons, and mecha popularization.

Improving the Mecha Circle? You only know how to shout slogans, why don't you write down specific measures?

Multi-paypoint weapons? Nonsense! I don't know how the mecha teacher taught you, don't you know that the weight of the mecha is limited?

The most unreliable thing is that this mecha is popular. It's so daring! Don't you know that mecha control is now? In the Common Era, even guns had to be controlled, and they still wanted to popularize mecha? Aren't you afraid of messing up society? What's more, the expensive cost of purchasing a mecha, do you have to pay?

Hu Bing became more and more angry, and the current students are becoming more and more disagreeable, and they dare to write nonsense on such an important topic! I heard that these are still relatively calm candidates who have passed the endurance test!

Changing and changing, Hu Bing's hand turned the page suddenly stopped, and he looked at the article on the computer screen with some surprise———— "The Combination of Apa Race Talent and Mecha Circle". The concise title immediately captured Hu Bing's interest. The further he looked, the wider Hu Bing's eyes widened, and the horror in his heart was even more like overturning the river and the sea.

With a sigh, Hu Bing got up suddenly, ignoring the strange eyes of the teachers around him, and trotted all the way to a machine at the front. An old professor with gray hair, age spots, and a tiny pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose was grading test papers on the machine.

"Professor Liang." Hu Bing shouted respectfully. The old professor pushed his glasses and glanced at Hu Bing with some confusion, this young teacher he knew, the first time he came to revise the paper, he was always full of energy, although he was sometimes affected by the strange remarks in the test paper, but in general, he was still very eye-catching, and it was the first time he came to himself in such a panic.

"Say." Although Professor Liang had all kinds of thoughts in his heart, his face did not change, and he asked very calmly.

"Professor Liang, I have found an extremely valuable article, and I think that this article should be reported to the consortium research institute so that they can verify the feasibility of this theory." Hu Bing's face flushed excitedly, and he said with his hands dancing.

"Oh? Let me see what kind of article can excite you like this. Professor Liang got up, staggered a little to Hu Bing's position, and looked at the article intently.

"The combination of Apa race's talent and mecha circle? The idea is good, let me see the specific conjecture steps······" Professor Liang nodded and muttered to himself.

"Actually used an improved energy conversion circle to convert Apa's innate energy? Very thoughtful. Can this power be stored through a simple energy storage principle to form a trigger-type skill? Professor Liang's breathing couldn't help but be a little short. This candidate's idea is not difficult to understand, but it is such a simple principle, and no one has ever tried to do it.

"Quick! Report to the Alliance Research Institute! ”

Beijing, Alliance Research Institute.

Lan Lan jumped and walked on the path, enjoying this rare comfort, suddenly, the mobile phone rang, Lan Lan pouted, looked at the electric man, was startled, hurriedly connected, and asked, "Hey, I'm Lan Lan." ”

The voice on the other side was very serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Researcher Lan, please stop your rest and immediately return to the scientific research institute to assist in the experiment!" Without saying much, he hung up the phone directly.

Lan Lan held the mobile phone with a busy voice, looking confused, assisting in the experiment?

I'm not a guinea pig!