In the second exam, Zhong Ling's best mathematics was tested.

If you go to the garden to go on a tour, a total of eight boats, six big boats, four small boats, 38 students, full boats, please ask Hakka, how many boats?

Or do you not know the number of things today, the remaining two of the three or three numbers, the remaining three of the five or five numbers, and the remaining two of the seven or seven numbers, asking the geometry of the object?

Anyway, the scope of the question is nothing more than Fang Tian, Li Bu, Differential, Shaoguang, Shanggong, and all lose.

Zhong Ling doesn't even need to work hard for such a question, because compared with the high school entrance examination, it is really much simpler.

In total, two and a half hours of math were given.

For more than half an hour, Zhong Ling had already finished it, and after carefully checking the volume.

When it was time to hand in the papers, Zhong Ling was the first to hand in the papers and leave.

After the math test, this first day of the exam is considered over.

After going back, Zhong Zhengzhi couldn't help but praise Zhong Ling, and also thoughtfully asked people to prepare a large table of good dishes. wap.fen✹gshu✧ge.✱i❃nf✤o

Zhong Ling knew that this was because she gave Zhong Zhengzhi a long face in front of the prefect and officials today, so Zhong Zhengzhi had such a good face.

Zhong Zhengzhi was kind to Zhong Ling, and Li Wanjing, Su Huiran and others naturally felt uncomfortable.

Facing other people's unsightly faces.

Zhong Ling ignored it and returned to his yard after dinner.

The next day, the exam will follow.

Early in the morning, Zhong Ling had breakfast and went out on time.

However, on the way there, I ran into a little trouble.

Hundreds of beggars blocked her carriage and surrounded her so that she could not move forward.

"Childe is good, have mercy on us, we haven't eaten for a few days."

Looking at this scene, Zhong Ling immediately realized that someone was deliberately trying to delay her time, and under normal circumstances, it was impossible to meet so many beggars.

Zhong Ling squinted and looked around.

She knew that the man must be hiding in the shadows at this time.

But because she was in the light, she didn't see the man who was hiding in the shadows.

Zhong Ling retracted his gaze to look at the beggar in front of him, without trying to reason or ask them who drove them.

Obviously, as long as the other party says that she is Zhong Zhengzhi's son and is very rich, she can let these beggars surround her.

She took out a few pieces of silver and threw them hard behind her, and they were scattered all over the ground.

At that moment, half of the beggars rushed to the rear.

But some of them still stood still, still in front of them.

"Childe, give me a little more."

Zhong Ling frowned, and said coldly, "Get out of the way." ”

These beggars obviously did not realize the seriousness of this remark, and still blocked the front and said, "Childe begs, give a little more." ”

In the face of these insatiable people, Zhong Ling didn't say anything, kicked the beggar who wanted to climb into the carriage, and kicked it hard.

Then he whipped the coachman's whip and threw it heavily to the left and right.

Bang, two whips slapped several people in a row.

Amidst the screams, Zhong Ling stood there, condescendingly looked at the group of poorly dressed beggars and said, "I'll say it again, get out of the way." ”

Facing Zhong Ling, who was as cold as frost, these beggars were so frightened that they stepped back, avoiding the range of the whip, but still did not completely disperse the encirclement.

Zhong Ling did not jump out of the car and chase away, but handed the whip back to the coachman and ordered, "Go." ”

The coachman hesitated and said, "But ......"

Zhong Ling said coldly: "I'm responsible for crashing into death." ”