After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returned As a God

   Chapter 295 Who is the real genius [1 more]

  This morning, news came from the High School Affiliated to Xia University that Ji Qingwei might hit 700 percent.

  If the seven-school joint entrance examination can reach 700, then next year's international entrance examination will definitely be in the top 50.

   A student who can enter the top 50 will be vigorously cultivated by any school.

   Beizhou No. 1 Middle School is partial, and it has been a long time since there has been such a perverted genius in the science department.

   The Director of Admissions is a little sighed.

  Fortunately, he and the principal took the paper to Four Nine City and successfully recruited Si Fuqing to Beizhou No.1 Middle School.

   Even if he can't compare to Ji Qingwei as a genius, Beizhou No. 1 Middle School also has a second place.

  Si Fuqing collected the admission ticket and raised his head: "Why don't you dare to think about it first?"

   "You don't know, in the first half of the year, a genius appeared in Four Nine City." The director of the admissions department lowered his voice, "Breaking the score record of the seven-school joint entrance examination, she scored a score of 680 in ten years."

  Si Fuqing thought thoughtfully: "680?"

   "Don't underestimate this 680. The 680 of the seven-school joint entrance examination is more difficult than the 750 of the college entrance examination." The director of the admissions department shook his head, "This is a real genius."

  Si Fuqing nodded: "I don't know what kind of genius you are talking about, Director?"

   "Second Miss Ji Family, Ji Qingwei." The Director of Admissions sighed, "Alas, this person is born to be a winner in life, his family background and his own abilities are far beyond those of his peers, so we ordinary people should not compare."

   He thought that Si Fuqing would accept his fate when he said this.

   But unexpectedly, she laughed softly: "Then this is the first, I think more about it."

   The director of the admissions department was taken aback: "Student Si?"

   "By his own abilities, of course he is a genius." Si Fuqing nodded, "I also really want to see if this genius is as powerful as you said, Director."

   The director of the admissions department did not expect him to arouse Si Fuqing's fighting spirit. Of course, he would not attack her: "Okay! Come on for the Chinese and math exams tomorrow!"

   Although he said that, he did not hold out much hope in his heart.

   Ji Qingwei only got a student status in the High School Affiliated to Xia University because of physical problems.

   In the last term, Beizhou No. 1 Middle School was overwhelmed by the High School Affiliated to Xia University.

   This year, there is another season of Qingwei in the High School Affiliated to Xia University. 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.

  **

  This side, Sijiucheng.

  Ji Xingzhi put on his swashbuckling clothes, glued on his beard, pushed a bicycle full of knives, and came to Ji's house.

  The geographical location of Ji's family is very remote, and it is not in the same place as other big and small giants.

   Ji Xingzhi cleared his throat and was about to say a few words when someone stopped in front of him.

   Ji Qingyao saw the knife hanging on his bicycle, and his expression paused: "Are you a credit knife?"

   She grew up in Qianjun League, and her vision is naturally not comparable to that of other ordinary wealthy young ladies in Sijiucheng.

  The swordsman on credit can also be regarded as a person from the Yin-Yang Five Elements Realm.

   They sell knives for no money and leave a mysterious prophecy.

   When the prophecy is fulfilled, they will appear again and ask for the cost of selling knives for that year.

   In the last century, the profession of knifeman on credit was very popular. Many farmers would ask for a knife in exchange for the prophecy of the harvest.

   But after entering the modern society with rapid technological development, there are almost no credit swordsmen.

  There are only gods and liars left.

   Ji Qingyao took a knife: "I'll buy you a knife, you can talk."

"Your life is not good, it's the appearance of early death." Ji Xingzhi looked at her from top to bottom, and said slowly, "Everyone has luck, big or small, but your luck is not yours. Yes, although not many, but it covers up your own luck."

"But it's not your own luck that has helped you a lot. You practice martial arts, right? Do you sometimes make moves that you don't know? The power also burst out suddenly? Where did it explode?"

  “…”

   Ji Qingyao fell silent and clenched the knife in his hand.

The    blade was inserted into her palm, and blood dripped down drop by drop.

   Ji Xingzhi was taken aback: "Even if you can't accept it, don't injure yourself, I can't heal."

   "Small injury." Ji Qing shook his head lightly, then slowly raised his head, "Then is there a way I can get this luck back?"

   Ji Xingzhi was stunned for a moment, his eyes sharpened: "You want to return it? You can think clearly, this borrowed luck also nourishes your physique."

   "Once you return it, your force will be useless, and you may even have a serious backlash and cause hemiplegia."

   "You also said it was borrowed." Ji Qingyao was quite calm, "It's not my own, how can I use it with peace of mind?"

   Ji Xingzhi did not expect this answer.

   He was also silent for a while, then pushed the car and left.

   Ji Qingyao really didn't doubt Ji Xingzhi's words.

  She has been practicing 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 Qianjun League assessment, she was fighting against a seventh-level warrior.

   This seventh-level warrior is powerful, and she was not an opponent originally.

   But at an important juncture, she suddenly used a new move, knocking her opponent down, and she also successfully rose to level seven.

   After watching the video of the battle, she found that she had never learned these moves.

   It turns out that there is such a thing as borrowing luck.

  Who borrowed her luck?

   Whose luck did she borrow?

   Ji Qingyao frowned, preparing to go to Guanghua Temple.

   Buddhist Holy Land, she may be able to find the answer.

   On the other side, Ji Xingzhi has removed his disguise.

   "Brother, it's amazing!" Ji Xingzhi confirmed that there was no one around, and called Si Fuqing, "I followed your instructions and went to Ji's house to dress up a magic stick, and I met Miss Ji's family."

   "She not only believed what I said, but also asked me how to return the air to you. I guess she didn't know it, but the rest of the Ji family didn't know."

   Si Fu squinted his eyes: "It's not ruled out that it's a trap."

"I think so too, but she's very sincere." Ji Xingzhi scratched his hair, "I can't see that Ji Qingwei, the Ji family should have invited the eminent monk of Guanghua Temple to set up a door **** outside her house, mine Shikigami can't get in."

   "Well, I know." Si Fuqing said lightly, "We will meet sooner or later. If she wants to take the initiative to return my luck, what can I do?"

   "Because it's been too long, even if she wants to, it's not something she can decide, and it's definitely not easy." Ji Xingzhi frowned, "I'll go ask my old man, and I'll call you back when there is news."

  **

   The next day, the first seven-school joint entrance examination of this school year officially started.

  Si Fuqing stayed at home the night before.

   Ye Qianmian knew that the two of them were going to take an exam, so he specially prepared a nutritious meal.

   "Qingqing, I'an, I'll make up for you in the past two days." Ye Zhenmian came over with breakfast, "You don't have to be too stressed, you can take as many exams as you can."

   "Thank you, Auntie." Si Fuqing's fox eyes rolled, "I want to eat sweet and sour **** at noon."

   "Okay." Ye Zhenmian smiled, "Auntie will cook whatever you want."

  Nian Yi'an sighed: "Sister Qingqing, it's fine in the morning. If you don't know how to speak Chinese, you can make up things. I guess I'm one of the people who got into the ambulance for the math test in the afternoon."

   "Relax." Si Fuqing patted him on the shoulder, "You stay in the exam room until I finish writing and then faint, I can come out to save you, let's save some money."

   Year Yi'an: "...?"

   It doesn't have to be.

   The siblings had dinner and walked to school.

   Beizhou No. 1 Middle School participated in the seven-school joint entrance examination this time. The top 500 of the grade.

  Si Fuqing's examination room was the last one. She was still fully armed and had a scarf on.

   But before the exam, you should check the photo to prevent someone from taking the exam by mistake.

   Some students saw her face and immediately stayed in their seats, stunned.

The    bell rang and the exam officially started.

   A few students came back to their senses and began to answer the questions.

  Si Fuqing's language is really nothing compared to her science.

   But she has been making up history in the past few months, and she also asked Gu Huiyan to borrow a lot of Chinese learning books, and now she is also a lot more pleasing to the eyes of the Chinese 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 Academy, Yu Huixue didn't like all the theoretical exams, and every time she had to write an extra essay.

  Compared with the essay of 800 words and the thesis of 5,000 words, she can write easily with the former.

   After writing the composition in half an hour, Si Fuqing was stunned for a while, and he handed in the papers and left the examination room more than an hour earlier.

The students around    were stunned again.

   Outside the examination room, Si Fuqing 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 Yin Huang will remember her ghost when she returns to the Great Xia Dynasty through the game next time.

At twelve o'clock, Nian Yi'an came back with a face full of hopelessness: "I knew that the writing group would definitely publish Wen Changyi's poems, but fortunately only 1,000 poems have survived, if all the poems he wrote are kept Come down, the students will go crazy."

   He drank a large bucket of water before recovering: "Sister Qingqing, is it difficult for today's composition? I may have written off topic."

   "It's okay." Si Fuqing raised his head, "It's normal."

  Yi An didn't know how to answer for a while.

   This is called ordinary? !

   Math test in the afternoon, Nian Yi'an was so anxious that he didn't even sleep at noon.

  Si Fu was refreshed and ran a few laps on the playground.

  Math is more friendly to her than Chinese.

   The questions of the seven-school joint test are indeed much more difficult than the ordinary mock exam papers, but even if the final questions are placed in the Eternal Academy, they are only practice questions.

   once again left the exam room early, and several students who recognized her were a little desperate.

  After the math test, some students were posting on Weibo.

  【I met Si Fuqing in the seven-school joint entrance exam! It's really Si Fuqing, I dare to make sure I'm in the same exam room with her, and she handed in the papers ahead of time! For the math test, she also handed in the paper an hour earlier, absolutely perfect. 】

【what? It has been an eye-opener for me that she can enter Beizhou No. 1 Middle School. She is still qualified to participate in the seven-school joint entrance examination? 】

  【You can also take the test if you pay. 】

   […An hour earlier, she wouldn’t be able to do it, right, she’s mentally strong if she didn’t faint. 】

  【I also handed in the papers ahead of time. The mathematics of the seven-school joint entrance examination is not done by humans. It is too difficult. Several students in my examination room fainted from foaming at the mouth. 】

  【Fuck you, are you all the big guys who participated in the seven-school joint entrance exam? The scum shivered. 】

   The exam papers were delivered to the professors of Xia University.

  The exam paper is difficult, and it is also difficult for the teacher to correct it.

  Especially in the language group, no points have been awarded yet.

   But the math group rewrites the papers much faster than the language group.

   is not because of the lack of questions, but because most of the questions are left blank, or they just wrote a few formulas.

  The teachers of the math group took a glance, gave a formula and started to change the next one.

   very happy.

   "The math test this time is quite difficult. It would be good to be able to do one of the last three questions." A teacher said, "Has any of you changed it to Miss Ji's test? She should be above 110, right?"

   Ji Qingwei took 118 last time, which shocked the entire math group.

   "I haven't changed it yet." Another teacher said, "Her style of questioning is very obvious, and she will definitely recognize it when she changes it.

  Here, Professor Chen, the leader of the mathematics revision team, is changing a paper.

The    paper is full, and the last three major questions have not been left.

  Professor Chen was a little surprised, because these three major 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 widened suddenly, and he stood up abruptly.

The    action was so great that it directly overturned the chair.

   "Old Chen, what's wrong?"

   "What paper shocked Mr. Chen?"

   The other test-taking teachers surrounded him and saw the test papers on his computer screen.

   "I will calculate, wait for me to calculate." Professor Chen's hands trembled, and he hit the score calculation confirmation button again.

   After a few seconds, the score jumped out.

   For a moment, the entire office fell silent.

  “…”

  The teachers are all staring at the final score.

   Math, 150, full marks.

   Happy new January ~ I wish everyone a happy May Day

   At the beginning of the month, I asked for a guaranteed monthly pass, or double the monthly pass, don't miss it.

   Ding Ding is a few votes short of winning the first place, rush rush!

   ps: There are real people with credit swords. I read a post a few days ago and said that they appeared in Xi'an. In fact, there are really many experts~~

   (end of this chapter)