In the hotel, after everyone has eaten and drunk, they all choose to go back to their rooms to rest.

An Ning followed everyone upstairs, but when everyone went to rest, she called Jiang Xia out, and the two ordered two cups of coffee in an open-air garden of the hotel.

"Taste?"

Jiang Xia held the coffee and took a small sip gently, An Ning looked at the coffee of the same color as the bitter medicine soup, and asked incomprehensibly, "Why do you drink these?" ”

"I probably want to endure hardship, but you can add sugar and milk, and it will taste a lot better."

As he spoke, Jiang Xia opened the sugar cube jar on the side, preparing to add sugar to An Ning.

"I'll taste it first."

An Ning picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, his expression painful and grinning.

"It's bitter."

"American style is like this, and I don't like to drink it."

An Ning put down the cup and let Jiang Xia add sugar and milk to it, and when she took a sip, she pouted, okay, but she didn't like it very much.

The two of them put down their coffee cups and leaned back in their chairs relaxedly.

"How did you say Tao Quan's injuries came from?"

"According to my analysis, many of his wounds are old wounds, and there are many scars that are not at an angle that a person's self-abuse can reach, so I don't know."

Jiang Xia's analysis coincides with An Ning's.

"I kind of know why he abuses small animals."

But An Ning hates it and still hates it, but he understands a little bit.

"In a person's life, he will experience all kinds of things, and some people will suffer more, but this is not a reason for him to indulge himself and become bad."

An Ning tilted his head, looked at Jiang Xia and said, "You're right, but if I experience something like that myself, I don't guarantee that I can do anything." ”

"Me too."

After Jiang Xia answered, he even thought in his heart that if he hadn't met An Ning, there would probably not be any good results between him, the Xiao family, and Jiang Dongcheng, and he didn't know what he would become.

An Ning's head was raised, and his eyes were empty.

"When I go back, I will personally investigate the matter of Taoquan, if not for anything else, just to get an answer. I don't want one thing to be in the air forever. ”

"Tell me if you need to."

"Yes."

After the two of them finished chatting, they also went back to the hotel room to rest.

At around 12 o'clock in the afternoon, the competition ended, and there were twelve teams that advanced to the first round, including the Huaxia team.

Twelve teams will play the next round tomorrow to determine the six finalists.

In addition to the time for eating, everyone in the Chinese team rested in the room, and as for going out for a walk and experiencing the local customs, everyone said that they did not need it.

The next day, the Chinese team appeared at the competition venue full of energy, and this time their appearance attracted the attention of too many people.

The other teams kept their eyes on them.

"Hey, that's the end of your luck!"

A player from another country blocked the way of the Huaxia team, and left such a sentence with disdain in his eyes.

Obviously, in their cognition, Huaxia is not martial, it just relies on luck.

Jiang Xia, as the team leader, a person who never loses verbally, smiled politely and said: "It's really unfortunate, I pinched my fingers, your team's luck is not very good." ”

"By the way, people who lose will always make excuses for themselves, and this one you are looking for is really good!"

"You ——-"

"I'm here, what do you say?"

Jiang Xia, who was very polite, let the other party leave angrily, he shrugged his shoulders, and said a little disappointed: "The mathematics is average, and the combat effectiveness is even more average, there is really no challenge." ”

The people of the Huaxia team, the unified duck nodded, agreeing with Jiang Xia's words.

No way, Tranquility gave them the greatest confidence.

And this self-confidence will not miss at all.

If it were you, would you not be crazy?

Twelve teams are seated, the referee is seated, and the host appears.

"Today's game is still a problem solving, but it won't count until the bell starts."

The host glanced at the Huaxia team and was shocked by their attitude of not caring and Lao Tzu being the first in the world.

What is it that makes a team's momentum change so quickly?

"There are three problems today, one of which is a math problem, give everyone five hours, and the one who solves the answer wins, and the one who solves the problem with more steps wins."

"The timer ——- start."

The three-sided whiteboard was pushed up, and the first two questions were the key to everyone's competition, after all, the last one was a math problem, which was just used to make up the numbers.

Of course, you can also solve part of it and look at the steps to win.

The sound of brushing and brushing, the whispering of whispered discussions, and the calculation and deduction of division of labor and cooperation are staged in each team.

The only one that is different is probably the Huaxia team.

"I'll sharpen your pen."

"I'll hand you the paper."

"I'll blow you pencil shavings."

"I'll pour you water to drink."

The division of labor is undertaken by everyone, and the central character sits peacefully and steadily, holding a pencil in the palm of his hand and writing.

As long as she moves the pen, she will not stop again, so the work of sharpening the pen is really necessary.

A piece of paper quickly filled, and someone next to him quickly blew the dust of the pencil, and another person quickly replaced the next piece of paper for An Ning.

The cooperation between everyone is very tacit, like a delicate factory assembly line, but this assembly line works on mathematical problems.

An Ning doesn't need to worry about anything, just write down the answer wholeheartedly.

Mathematics is really simple for her, who comes from the interstellar world and has received the highest education.

All the math problems here are just a formula that we are accustomed to in the interstellar world.

The two questions have been written, and there is still the last one.

The pencil in An Ning's palm hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to put it down.

What about the math problem, since you choose to amaze the world, then come more violently!

Besides, this little pediatric thing is not very powerful.

This mathematical problem made An Ning write until his wrists were sore.

One, five, ten, twenty, a total of thirty-one chapters of blank paper, all filled with Anning.

Just when An Ning was still struggling to write, a team handed in the papers.

They looked at the Huaxia team with arrogant eyes and said, "Goodrak." ”

But when he finished speaking, he found that no one in the Huaxia team looked up at him, and he was handsome in vain.

"There are still forty minutes left, and the teams that haven't finished can continue to answer."

The host reminded on the stage that the team that handed in the answers sat and waited with peace of mind, and their answers had been handed in and were being reviewed by the referee.

Half an hour after the end, another team turned in.

Twenty minutes after the end, three teams turned in.

Ten minutes before the end, four teams turned in.

Five minutes before the end, a total of eleven teams turned in, and only Huaxia remained.

"There are five minutes left until the end, so please be mindful of the time."

"There are still three minutes until the end, so please be mindful of the time."

"Two minutes to go———

(End of chapter)