Chapter 173: Poverty Limits My Imagination

Fu An's hand holding the pen trembled slightly, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, he was not as calm and comfortable as outsiders saw, on the contrary, Fu An was very nervous.

Definitely, Mu Xue must not be disappointed. Fu An thought like this, his subordinates never stopped, the draft book was neat like an answer sheet, Fu An wrote down the derivation process on the draft book one by one, and only after confirming that there were no problems did he write the answers on the answer sheet.

The questions selected by the "Divine Choice" will be passed to the outside staff in a very short time, and the staff will urgently make 100 copies and send them to each candidate's desk, trying not to affect each candidate's answer, and will leave quickly after sending the questions.

"I was thinking just now, if there is no question in my hand in the future, there is no way to check it, I have to say, this service is really in place, I want to experience it."

"There are obvious drawbacks to the randomness of "The Chosen of God", which means that "The Chosen of God" has no way to cope with a large number of competitions, and presumably "The Chosen of God" will not enter our field of vision in the short term."

"Actually, I still want to get in touch with "God's Choice", even if it is a failure, it doesn't matter, at least give me a thought, and when I look back on it in the future, I can proudly show off to my friends, see if I see it, I also hugged 100 million people."

"Do you want to laugh me to death so that you can inherit my ant Huabei? Don't you know that you are participating in a 1.4 billion project, friend, your existence is priceless, please don't be presumptuous? ”

"It's just that we have an immeasurable value in ourselves, okay? We are by no means comparable to The Chosen Being, although, now it seems that we are not valuable to The Chosen at all. ”

There is a lot of discussion on the Internet, and most people are entangled in the fact that the topic is too difficult, and I am afraid that there are not many people who can make it at all, after all, among the 100 people who have the courage to participate in the competition, only 20 people can write in the face of this level of difficulty, and the remaining 80 people are sitting in the classroom, and there is no way to write.

This time, those who shouted on the Internet that Fu An could not counterattack in a short period of time were slapped in the face, and Fu An's calmness and composure far exceeded the level that a high school student should have, and this time, they finally remembered the fear of being dominated by the god of learning.

In this world, there is such a group of people. They have talents, they are destined to be extraordinary, ordinary people need ten or twenty years to learn the knowledge, they only need a few months to easily master, such people are called learning gods.

And Fu An is undoubtedly the underestimated god of learning. Fu An had been silent before, but it was because those people had not found a suitable way to teach Fu An at all, and Mu Xue opened the seal like a key.

", I have a hunch that after this legendary battle, Fu An's name will definitely be known by more people, and after becoming the M god, he will be another god of learning that is praised by the world."

"It's an obvious fact, okay? We have always doubted the gaze of God M, that is God M, how can he possibly like ordinary ordinary people? She must like the same type of genius as herself, okay? ”

"No wonder after the M god went to Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, Fu An gradually rose, I always thought that this was the power of love, but I didn't expect it, did this turn out to be Fu An's awakening?"

"No wonder M God has always emphasized that Fu An is talented, what can we say about a talented player like this? I can probably only sigh at God's unfairness. ”

Regarding the discussion of Fu An on the Internet, Fu An didn't know at this time, he only concentrated on answering the questions, and tried his best to answer every question, just because he didn't want to disappoint Mu Xue, just because he wanted to stand by Mu Xue's side, just because the girl he liked was a very good girl.

Jiang Bei is not much better than Fu An at all, he never thought that Fu An, who was the penultimate before, would be able to successfully counterattack? Jiang Bei realized at this time that he had always had a faint contempt for Fu An in his heart, and he looked down on Fu An and this scumbag who followed Mu Xue.

Jiang Bei pinched the pen, his palms were full of fine sweat, and at this time, Jiang Bei finally understood that he had not taken the competition to heart before, but it was because he had never felt that Fu An could defeat him, after all, Fu An was just a scumbag.

Fu Anke has been a scumbag for ten years, how could he become a top student in less than half a year?

The conclusion that Fu An is a scumbag is firmly entrenched in people's hearts, no one can easily change Fu An's opinion, every time Fu An makes a slight improvement, many people will jump out to accuse Fu An of plagiarism, cheating, unworthy of the name, and the injustice of the competition.

Those who doubted it firmly believed that Fu An was just a scumbag, and there was no way to change it in a short period of time, and this conclusion made them full of confidence, even if there was no evidence, they could swear to jump out and slander Fu An.

Jiang Bei's hand holding the pen trembled slightly, this game is to reverse the deep-rooted prejudice against Fu An in the hearts of others, so that they can clearly understand that Fu An has already transformed, and Fu An standing in front of them at this time has already become a god.

Jiang Bei didn't understand why Mu Xue was willing to spend a huge price for Fu An, was it just for this game? No, Mu Xue is just trying to vent her anger for Fu An.

Jiang Bei thought of this, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a shallow smile, that's right, Mu Xue spent a lot of money, just to vent a bad breath for his sweetheart.

Jiang Bei bit his lower lip, he didn't expect Mu Xue to be so arrogant, and he was willing to spend 100 million yuan for Fu An to prove Fu An's Qingbei, Jiang Bei was sure that after this competition, there would be untrue remarks about Fu An on the Internet that would definitely disappear, and Fu An would become a god of learning that surprised everyone.

Jiang Bei looked at the camera, showing a slightly smiling expression, he silently conveyed the news, Mu Xue, I have seen through everything you want to do.

The moment Mu Xue saw Jiang Bei's expression, she understood what Jiang Bei wanted to express, she "tsk", Jiang Bei was able to see what he was thinking, tsk, I just don't know if Fu An can see through it.

Fu Ancai didn't see through Mu Xue's careful wit, not only Fu An didn't see through it, but the people in front of the screen also didn't see through Mu Xue's careful wit, after all, no one could have thought that Mu Xue spent 100 million yuan to develop "The Chosen One" not for any huge business opportunities at all, but just to show affection.

After many years, someone finally analyzed the meaning of Mu Xue's actions at that time in combination with the situation at the time, and when this well-intentioned person made this conclusion public, many netizens exclaimed, I'm sorry, it is poverty that limits our imagination.

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