612: C612 The Smile of an Old Father

C612 The Smile of an Old Father

To be honest, Qin Luo was very pleased. He smiled like an old father because he saw so many students working hard. This was the best reward for being a teacher.

"Student, how do you feel?" Qin Luo smiled as he looked at a student in the front row writing rapidly.

"Our Yanjing University people will not find it difficult to pass the final exam..." As he spoke, the tip of his pen jumped rapidly. Ten seconds later, he finished all the multiple-choice questions.

... "" Qin Luo's mouth twitched. He felt speechless.

"Classmate, are you sure you don't want to calculate carefully?" Qin Luo kindly reminded him.

"No need, the final exam papers of the Yanjing University are easy to read..."

He picked up his pen again and quickly wrote...

Ten seconds later, the fill in the blanks came to an end.

Ah...

Qin Luo felt that he was at a disadvantage and met an Underachiever.

Thus, Qin Luo's gaze turned and landed on a boy with eyes.

His hair was short and his eyes were black. One look and you could tell that he was a top student with excellent academic results.

"Student's feeling..." However, before Qin Luo could finish his sentence, the boy had already moved.

He tore off four small pieces of paper of equal size from the draft paper.

Could it be that he wanted to use the model proof method to solve the problem? Although this method was quite a waste of time, in a situation where it was impossible to solve it, it was also a method.

But in the next second, Qin Luo's eyes widened.

He saw the other party write four letters on the paper: A, B, C, D and then fold the paper into small squares of the same size.

He drew one and filled one.

One square block, one square block.

... "" Looking at the scene in front of him, Qin Luo had a feeling that he had seen it before.

Once upon a time, when he was in the examination hall, he was the same as the other party.

What bullshit model proof method? This was the legendary metaphysics solution method.

Whether it was correct or not, it all depended on heaven's will.

Thinking about it, it was pretty awesome.

"I wish you good luck." After hesitating for a long time, Qin Luo still encouraged him.

"Thank you, teacher."

Er...

Qin Luo shook his head and looked elsewhere. There were all kinds of solutions to the questions, such as metaphysics and imagination...

There were all kinds of ways to solve the questions, and there were all kinds of strange things. This was still considered better because they were at least writing.

And there were even more outrageous things. Even their pens rarely moved. Some names and exam numbers were directly buried in their sleep.

"Cough cough, even if you really don't know how to do it, you will at least copy it, right?" Qin Luo "kindly" reminded.1

Hearing Qin Luo's words, Ceng Guoqiang couldn't stay calm anymore.

He had been an invigilator for so many years, and this was the first time he had met an invigilator who encouraged students to "cheat."

"Cough cough, Professor Qin, this is the examination venue." Zeng Guoqiang said.

"Don't worry, Teacher Zeng, I know." As he spoke, Qin Luo gave Zeng Guoqiang a reassuring look.

You know nothing!

In a trance, he had an illusion. He felt that the school shouldn't have arranged for Qin Luo to enter the invigilator team.

Of course, Zeng Guoqiang was not the only one who had turned black. There were also a group of students who were taking the exam. At this moment, their faces instantly fell.

Copy? They also wanted to copy.

But the problem was, who did they copy?

Left side: Metaphysics solution, right side: Absent-thinking method, front: White scroll directly, back: falling asleep.

In the entire classroom, no one knew how to do it.

Even if they had the heart to copy it, there was no place to copy it.

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