Nangong Meng couldn't wait to pull the paper.

She never believed that she would lose so many points.

However.

When she saw the paper error, she couldn't help but get even more angry: "I have clearly tested the question of Nuwa's Tomb, but my answer is the standard answer. How can I be wrong!"

Xing Yue ignored her and named Xi Zuer: "Zuer, tell everyone what is the correct answer."

Xi Zuer looked up lazily, her foggy eyes and smiled lightly, and she was slow: "The ancestors said that it was Fuxi's palace."

Nangong Meng disdained: "What kind of Fuxi is a ghost I haven't heard of..."

Xing Yue knocked on the bulletin board with the instruction stick, interrupting Nangong Meng:

"I have heard it clearly. I have said so many times that you must keep pace with the times when studying history. The test questions in recent years have been very flexible. Don't you always memorize the materials by rote?"

"When the cemetery in Qingcheng Mountain was just excavated, everyone speculated that it might be the tomb of Nuwa. But the latest research confirmed that it was not Nuwa's tomb at all, it was Fuxi's palace. Professor Feng Tang, the chief archaeological expert, has disclosed all his archaeological research results. Don't you care about news and current affairs?"

"It's fine if you don't care about current affairs and news. Last time the school organized everyone to go to the cemetery to conduct social practice inspections. You went in and saw it with your own eyes. At that time, Zuer proposed the concept of Fuxi's palace. Did you forget it if you turned around?"

"The correct answer to this question is Fuxi's Palace. Anyone who discusses it around Nuwa's tomb will not be awarded. The grade director asked me to tell you about this question carefully. Do you understand it now?"

The students on the scene were obviously divided into two groups.

Headed by Donghai Class, and with some students who were paying attention in other classes, all answered this 25-point question correctly, which was so beautiful.

The Nanshan squad was almost wiped out.

At that time, they were busy with gossip about the real and fake daughters of the country, so they really didn't listen to anything about Fuxi's palace.

As for Nangong Meng, he knew nothing.

Her study materials were sorted out by the tutor at home, so how could she have the intention to take the initiative to collect the latest information? She is so smart that she can never forget it, but she has never seen this information before!

Nangong Meng's face was stiff and gritted her teeth tightly. At Xi Zuer, who was calm in the crowd, she squeezed out a few words from her teeth in dissatisfaction: "You're gone, shit, luck, I'm just the test of the questions you've seen, but what's so proud of studying hard..."

The words have not ended.

The math teacher squeezed into the crowd with the paper and called out: "Nangong Meng, you just said to check the scores. I calculated it carefully. Your math score was indeed wrong."

Everyone was curious: "Wow, there is really a case of correcting the wrong paper..."

No, wait, Nangong Meng Mathematics is full marks, if you correct it wrong...

I just listened to the math teacher who continued: "If you have a calculation error in one question, you will deduct 6 points; if you have another question, you will deduct 20 points; so your math paper should be 124 points, not full marks."

Everyone: "..."

Damn it!

Xing Yue curled her lips and smiled meaningfully: "Some students should not be self-righteous. Others' full marks are not luck but strength. You still have time to reflect on yourself. Why are you not strong enough, lucky enough, and even simple calculation questions sloppy?"

Nangong Meng: “…!”
Chapter completed!