This morning news came from the High School Affiliated to Xia University that Ji Qingwei may hit 700 points.
If I can reach 700 points in the seven-school joint examination, I will definitely be in the top 50 in next year's international joint examination.
A student who can enter the top 50 will be vigorously cultivated by any school.
Beizhou No. 1 Middle School, which specializes in liberal arts and science, has not seen such a perverted genius for a long time.
The director of admissions was a little sad.
Fortunately, he and the principal personally took the papers to Sijiu City and successfully recruited Si Fuqing to Beizhou No. 1 Middle School.
Even if he can't compare with the genius Ji Qingwei, there is still a second in Beizhou No. 1 Middle School.
Si Fuqing collected the admission ticket and raised his head: "Why don't you dare to think about number one?"
"You don't know, but in the first half of the year, a genius appeared in Sijiu City." The director of the admissions department lowered his voice, "She broke the score record of the joint entrance examination of seven schools. It's only been ten years since she got a score of 680."
Si Fuqing was thoughtful: "680?"
"Don't underestimate the 680. The 680 in the seven-school joint entrance examination is more difficult than the 750 in the college entrance examination." The director of the admissions department shook his head, "This is a real genius."
Si Fuqing nodded: "I wonder, Director, what genius do you think of?"
"The second young lady of the Ji family, Ji Qingwei." The director of the admissions department sighed, "Oh, there is someone who is born to be a winner in life. Her family background and her abilities are far beyond those of her peers. We ordinary people shouldn't compete."
He originally thought that after saying these words, Si Fuqing would accept his fate.
But unexpectedly, she laughed lightly: "Then I want to think about this first."
The director of the admissions department was stunned: "Classmate Si?"
"Relying on his own ability, of course he is a genius." Si Fuqing nodded, "I also really want to try to see if this genius is as powerful as you said, director."
The director of the admissions department did not expect that he would arouse Si Fuqing's fighting spirit. Of course he would not dampen her: "Okay! Come on for the Chinese and math exams tomorrow!"
Although he said this, he didn't have much hope in his heart.
Ji Qingwei was only admitted to the High School Affiliated to Xia University because of his health problems.
In the last term, Beizhou No. 1 Middle School was beaten by Xia University Affiliated High School.
This year, the High School Affiliated to Xia University has Ji Qingwei again. The enrollment rate of Beizhou No. 1 Middle School next year is not expected to be very good.
The director of the admissions department sighed again and sent Si Fuqing out.
**
Over here, Sijiucheng.
Ji Xingzhi put on the clothes he used to show off and put on a beard, and pushed a bicycle full of various knives to Ji's house.
The Ji family's geographical location is very remote, far away from other wealthy families.
Ji Xingzhi cleared his throat and was about to shout something when someone stopped in front of him.
Ji Qingyao saw the knife hanging on his bicycle, and his expression paused: "Are you a knife dealer?"
She grew up in the Thousand Army Alliance, and her vision is naturally not comparable to that of other ordinary young ladies from wealthy families in Forty-Nine City.
People who borrow knives on credit can also be regarded as people from the world of Yin Yang and Five Elements.
They sell knives for free and leave behind a mysterious prophecy.
When the prophecy comes true, they will appear again and demand the cost of selling the knives that year.
The profession of knife lender was very popular in the last century, and many farmers would ask for a knife in exchange for a prediction of the harvest.
But after entering a modern society with rapid technological development, there are almost no credit card holders.
Only the crooks and liars are left.
Ji Qingyao took a knife: "I will buy you a knife, you can say it."
"Your fate is not good, you will die young." Ji Xingzhi looked her up and down, and slowly said, "Everyone has luck, big or small, but your luck is not yours."
Although it's not a lot, it covers your own luck."
"But it's not your own luck that has given you a lot of help. You practice martial arts, right? Do you sometimes make moves that you don't know how to do? Do you have a sudden burst of power? But afterwards, you don't know where this power comes from.
Where did it happen?"
"..."
Ji Qingyao fell silent and clenched the knife in his hand.
The blade penetrated into her palm, and blood flowed down drop by drop.
Ji Xingzhi was shocked: "Even if you can't accept it, don't hurt yourself. I don't know how to treat illnesses."
"Small injury." Ji Qingyao said calmly, then slowly raised his head, "Then is there any way for me to return this luck?"
Ji Xingzhi was stunned for a moment, and his eyes became sharp: "You want to give it back? You must think clearly, this borrowed luck also nourishes your body."
"Once you return it, your physical strength will be useless, and it may even cause severe backlash and paraplegia."
"You also said it was borrowed." Ji Qingyao was quite calm, "If it's not your own, how can I use it with peace of mind?"
Ji Xingzhi really didn't expect this answer.
He was silent for a while, pushed the car and left.
Ji Qingyao really didn't doubt Ji Xingzhi's words.
She has practiced martial arts since she was a child. Although she has learned the traditional martial arts secrets of the Great Xia Dynasty, she sometimes always feels that something is not normal.
For example, in this year's Thousand Army Alliance assessment, she faced a seventh-level warrior.
This seventh-level warrior was so powerful that she was no match for him.
But at the critical moment, she suddenly used a new move, knocking her opponent down, and she successfully reached level seven.
Afterwards, she watched the battle video and found that she had never learned these moves.
It turns out that there is such a thing as luck.
Who lent her luck?
Whose luck did she borrow from?
Ji Qingyao frowned and prepared to go to Guanghua Temple.
In the Buddhist Holy Land, she might be able to find the answer.
On the other side, Ji Xingzhi has taken off his disguise.
"Brother, it's amazing!" Ji Xingzhi made sure there was no one around and called Si Fuqing, "Following your instructions, I went to the Ji family to pretend to be a magic stick, and met the eldest lady of the Ji family."
"Not only did she believe what I said, she also asked me how to return the luck to you. I guess she didn't know, but the rest of the Ji family didn't know."
Si Fuqing narrowed his eyes: "I can't rule out that it's a trap."
"I think so too, but she is quite sincere." Ji Xingzhi scratched his hair, "I can't see that Ji Qingwei. The Ji family should have invited a senior monk from Guanghua Temple to set up a door god outside her house. My
Shikigami can't get in."
"Yes, I know." Si Fuqing said calmly, "Sooner or later we will meet. If she wants to take the initiative to return my luck, what can she do?"
"Because it's been too long. Even if she wants to pay it back, it's not something she can decide. It's definitely not easy." Ji Xingzhi frowned, "I'll ask my old man and I'll get back to you when I have news."
**
The next day, the first seven-school joint examination of this school year officially began.
Si Fuqing stayed at home the night before.
Ye Zhenmian knew that the two of them were going to take exams, so he specially prepared a nutritious meal.
"Qingqing, Yi'an, I'll give you a good refreshment these two days." Ye Zhenmian came over with breakfast, "Don't put too much pressure on you, take as many exams as you can."
"Thank you, Auntie." Si Fuqing's eyes narrowed, "I want to eat sweet and sour meatballs for lunch."
"Okay." Ye Zhenmian smiled, "Auntie will cook whatever you want to eat."
Nian Yi'an sighed: "Sister Qingqing, the morning was fine. Even if I don't know Chinese, I can still make up. In the afternoon, I will take the math test and I guess I will be one of the people who got into the ambulance."
"Don't worry." Si Fuqing patted him on the shoulder, "You hold on in the examination room until I finish writing and then you faint. Then I can come out and save you. Let's save some money."
Nian Yi'an: "...?"
It doesn't have to be this way.
The two siblings had dinner and walked to school.
The students from Beizhou No. 1 Middle School who participated in the seven-school joint examination this time were among the top 500 in their grade.
Si Fuqing's examination room was in the last one. She was still fully clothed and had her scarf on.
However, photos must be verified before the exam to prevent anyone from taking the exam by mistake.
Some students saw her face and immediately froze in their seats, confused.
The bell rang and the exam officially began.
Only then did a few students come to their senses and began to answer questions.
Si Fuqing's Chinese skills were nothing compared to her science skills.
However, in the past few months, she has been studying history and borrowed a lot of Chinese studies books from Gu Huiyan. Now she is more comfortable with Chinese language topics.
She answered the previous questions smoothly and turned to the final composition.
Looking at the essay title, Si Fuqing suddenly recalled that when she was at Eternal College, Yu Huixue didn't like all theoretical exams, and she had to write an extra paper every time.
Compared with an 800-word essay and a 5,000-word paper, she could write the former easily.
After finishing writing the essay in half an hour, Si Fuqing was stunned for a while, then handed in the paper and left the examination room more than an hour early.
The students around him were confused again.
Outside the examination room, Si Fuqing slowly walked out of the school gate and went to Ye Zhenmian's restaurant.
She is already looking forward to next week. She wonders if the young Emperor Yin will still remember her when she returns to the Great Xia Dynasty through the game next time.
At twelve o'clock, Nian Yi'an came back with a look of despair: "I knew that the topic team would definitely produce Wen Changyi's poems. Fortunately, only a thousand of them have been handed down. If all the poems he wrote were preserved,
If we come down, the students will definitely go crazy."
He drank a large bucket of water before he regained his composure: "Sister Qingqing, is today's composition difficult? I may have gone off topic."
"It's okay." Si Fuqing raised his head, "It's just so-so."
Nian Yi'an didn't know how to answer the call for a moment.
Is this so-so?!
There was a math test in the afternoon, and Nian Yi'an was so anxious that he didn't even take a nap at noon.
Si Fuqing felt refreshed and even ran a few laps on the playground.
Mathematics is much closer to her than Chinese.
The questions in the seven-school joint examination are indeed much more difficult than the ordinary mock test papers, but even if the final questions were placed in Eternal College, they would only have the status of practice questions.
Once again, she left the examination room early, and several students who recognized her were a little disappointed.
After the math test, some students were posting on Weibo.
[I met Si Fuqing in the Seven Schools Joint Examination! It was really Si Fuqing, I can guarantee that I was in the same examination room with her, and she handed in her paper in advance! In the math test, she also handed in her paper one hour in advance, which was amazing.
】
[What? Her ability to enter Beizhou No. 1 Middle School has opened my eyes. She is actually qualified to take the seven-school joint entrance exam? 】
【You can also take the exam by paying money.】
[...If it was an hour early, then she wouldn’t be able to do it. If she didn’t faint, she has strong mental endurance.]
[I also handed in the paper in advance. The mathematics in the seven-school joint entrance examination this time was not made by humans. It was too difficult. Several students in my examination room foamed at the mouth and passed out. I begged the comprehensive examination tomorrow to show mercy. 】
[Damn it, are you all the big guys who took the joint entrance examination of the seven schools? The scumbags are trembling.]
After the exam, the test papers have been sent to the professors at Xia University.
The test paper is difficult, and it is also difficult for the teacher to correct it.
Especially for the Chinese language group, there is no score yet.
But the math group changed papers much faster than the Chinese group.
It's not because there are few questions, but because most people leave the big questions blank at the end, or only write a few formulas.
The teachers in the math group glanced at it, gave the formula points, and then started to change the next one.
Very happy.
"The math paper this time is quite difficult. It will be good if you can solve one of the last three questions." A teacher said, "Has any of you corrected Miss Ji's paper? She should have a score of 110 or above, right?"
Ji Qingwei got 118 last time, which shocked the entire math team.
"I haven't changed it yet." Another teacher said, "Her style of answering questions is very obvious, and I will definitely recognize it after she changes it.
Here, Professor Chen, the leader of the mathematics marking team, is correcting a paper.
The paper is full, and the last three big questions have not been missed.
Professor Chen was a little surprised because these three big questions were all written correctly.
He happily gave full marks and then clicked to calculate the total score of the paper.
A score quickly popped up on the screen.
Professor Chen paused, his eyes suddenly widened, and he stood up suddenly.
The movement was so big that the chair was overturned.
"Mr. Chen, what's wrong?"
"What paper surprised Mr. Chen?"
The other marking teachers gathered around and saw the papers on his computer screen.
"I'll do the math, wait while I do the math." Professor Chen's hand shook and he hit the score calculation confirmation button again.
After a few seconds, the score popped up.
For a moment, the entire office fell silent.
"..."
The teachers are all staring at the final scores.
Mathematics, 150, full score.
Happy New January ~ Happy May Day to everyone
At the beginning of the month, I asked Qingqing for a guaranteed monthly pass. It’s also a double monthly pass. Don’t miss it.
How many votes are there to get one? Go, go, go!
ps: People who sell knives on credit really exist. I saw a post a few days ago saying that they appeared in Xi’an. In fact, there are really many experts~~