God-level Xueba system upgrades 999 seconds

But how long did it take Qin Luo?Not half an hour?but 10 minutes!
How could he figure out the answer.

Think 0 points, you can win the championship?Hehe so naive.

At this moment, he had attributed Qin Luo to being a member of the 0-point team.

"Oh." Looking at Qin Luo's leaving back, the old man sighed helplessly.

After what happened at the cake shop yesterday, from the bottom of his heart, he still has a good impression of Qin Luo.

But now, that shred of goodwill has disappeared with Qin Luo's departure.

The old man waved at a task in the classroom and was about to seal Qin Luo's test paper.

But the next moment, he suddenly froze in place.

Qin Luo's test paper was filled with answers!

And the process is smooth, without a trace of alteration.

The old man suddenly became interested.

He opened the seat, sat down, and reviewed it with great interest.

After about ten seconds, he put down the test paper again.

The haze on his face has disappeared, replaced by that faint smile.

For a test paper with such a clear logic, ten seconds is indeed enough.

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At the end of the competition in the morning, all contestants' test papers were sealed, and they will be graded uniformly after the competition tomorrow.

The three members of the Huaxia representative team left the school immediately and walked towards the hotel. As for Ou Yilin, she didn't know where she went.

Feng Huadong had been waiting for the door early, and when he saw Qin Luo coming out of the tower, he went straight to meet him.

"How do you feel?" Feng Huadong, the team leader, asked eagerly.

"Disaster!"

"It's outrageously difficult."

"Is it difficult? I think it's okay." Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders, his face full of indifference: "I think it's more difficult during the National Judgment."

Even including the time to eat bread and biscuits, it did not exceed half an hour before and after.

Qin Luo had the illusion that his IMO exam this time was easier than the national final.

National decision?

It's fine if Qin Luo didn't say anything, but when he said it, everyone's faces darkened immediately.

To some extent, the National Judgment is just an examination question set for Qin Luo alone.

Poincaré guessed, is this a test question for high school students?
"If you don't talk, we're still friends."

"Boss, can you consider our feelings when you speak?"

"Recommend you to read a book "Emotional Intelligence""

"..."

Qin Luo touched his nose and smiled indifferently.

As a student with a system, I can do whatever I want!
"Don't be proud and complacent." Feng Huadong glared at Qin Luo angrily, and said, "Did you find any opponent?"

"I heard that a man named Tesla is very powerful." Qin Luo said.

Feng Huadong took out the player's seat list and glanced at it: "Tesla, a native of the United States, participated in the IMO for the second time this year, and he was the champion of the last IMO."

"Is he great?"

"The last IMO was the best of the bunch, with perfect marks in all four exams."

Perfect score?

Qin Luo's eyelids twitched. Without the blessing of the system, the opponent was able to score full marks. His strength is indeed very strong.

But, hehe—so be it.

Qin Luo felt that as long as he wanted, so could he.

Back at the hotel, in line with the principle of knowing yourself and the enemy, and winning every battle, Qin Luo checked the data online.

The data tells him that it is not easy to get a full score on the IMO. Tesla was the only winner of the last full score.