The seven-school joint examination has been in existence for ten years, and there has never been a perfect score in the mathematics paper.

College students in the Department of Mathematics can’t even claim to get full marks when they do this.

But now they have a perfect score here.

A teacher tremblingly moved his gaze to the answer sheet on the left side of the screen.

The last three big questions were answered perfectly, and it would be unjustifiable not to give full marks.

The difficulty of the mathematics paper is progressive. If you can answer the final questions correctly, you will not be bad at the previous questions.

What's more, the multiple-choice questions are still machine-based, so it's even less likely to make mistakes.

Really a perfect score!

"We haven't seen each other for more than half a year, but Miss Qingwei of the Ji family can already get full marks?" A teacher said in shock, "The Ji family didn't change her teacher. Isn't she progressing too fast?"

"No, no, no, this answering style is very bold. It's not Ji Qingwei's paper, and the words don't look like her either." Professor Chen pushed up his glasses, "Look at the formulas he used, they were so eccentric, even I didn't

Think of it, use it well! Use it well!"

He sighed repeatedly and was very excited.

The teachers surrounding him were even more shocked.

In other words, in this joint examination of the seven schools, a new god of study has emerged?!

"I corrected Miss Qingwei's paper." A female teacher said at this time, "Look, this word must be hers, be more delicate."

She projected the paper onto the screen.

The total score is written on the right.

125.

Without the perfect score paper in Professor Chen's hands, Ji Qingwei's score of 125 would be enough to shock the mathematics team again.

But 125 points before 150 points is far from enough.

Let alone 125 points, even if it is 149 points, it is a world of difference from 150 points.

When correcting papers, your name, exam number and other information are sealed and will not be unsealed until all subjects have been approved and the system calculates the total score.

Professor Chen exhaled slowly, not knowing whether to cry or laugh: "I originally thought I could have a good sleep tonight..."

Unexpectedly, this perfect score paper made him completely sleepless, which can be said to be a high-spirited fight.

Several teachers laughed at him.

"Mr. Chen, a math genius is worth a night's sleep for you, right?"

"Tomorrow we must urge the comprehensive group and English group to ask them to correct the papers faster. I am very curious about who can get full marks."

"They shouldn't be from the High School Affiliated to Xia University. I know all the top five students in this class, and their scores are all around 110."

Professor Chen nodded: "We need to urge them, find them out or grab them in advance."

Being so strong in math, he won't be any worse in science, so he has to prepare in advance.

Next door, the Chinese language team is also frantically correcting papers.

The seven-school joint examination takes place four times in one academic year, and the Chinese language papers are written by Chinese studies professors from Xia University and several veteran academicians from the Tiandi League.

The difficulty is naturally no small matter.

But after all, the most important thing about Chinese language is understanding. As long as you go in the right direction, it is easier to get points than mathematics.

This poetry appreciation test was indeed difficult, and many students only scored one or two points.

"Miss Qingwei is still amazing." The teacher who revised Ji Qingwei's paper sighed, "Wen Changyi's poem was discovered not long ago. Several Chinese studies masters studied it together. I didn't expect her insights to be so profound."

Ji Qingwei's calligraphy is good, in block letters, and the lines are very similar to Liu Nanzhan, a famous calligrapher during the Great Xia Dynasty.

Recognizable at a glance.

"Miss Qingwei is really amazing. She was able to get full marks for such a difficult reading comprehension task." Another teacher came over and said, "Her score this time should be higher than last time."

Although Ji Qingwei stayed at home, all the teachers at Xia University knew her.

The Ji family said that Ji Qingwei's body will definitely be able to recover by June next year at the latest.

Xia University directly gave her a spot for the direct examination, but she didn't have high hopes.

After all, Ji Qingwei still has to take the international joint examination. If he gets a good ranking in the international joint examination, he will be directly favored by international scientific research organizations.

But Xia Da still hopes that she can stay in the Da Xia Empire.

"Probably, maybe I can get into 135." The teacher who corrected the paper nodded and clicked to turn the page. She was stunned, "Hey, why didn't you write an essay?"

In the first half of this year, Ji Qingwei also corrected the Chinese language paper she took for the seven-school joint entrance exam for the first time.

Is the only one with perfect score.

It has been included in the Chinese Studies Center of Xia University.

The corrector is still thinking about what amazing work Ji Qingwei will write this time.

But the composition side turned out to be blank.

"She is weak and has a lot of Chinese language questions, so she probably hasn't finished it yet." Another teacher said, "The Ji family called in a few more doctors a few days ago. Alas, it's such a pity that such a good girl is in such poor health."

"Probably." The corrector nodded, "But she almost got full marks earlier, and her scores are still higher than those of other students."

At the same moment, across the street, a male teacher was leaning on his chair, looking at the screen blankly.

He changed a composition and was first attracted by the words.

This character is very beautiful, with silver hooks and iron paintings, neat and beautiful.

What is even more rare and valuable is that it is its own school and does not imitate any calligrapher.

This is not the point. The point is that this composition is written in classical Chinese, and all kinds of ancient sayings are easy to grasp, and it is not obvious that it is a show of skill at all.

There are a few essays written in classical Chinese every year, and they are inevitably stiff.

This article seems to have been written by an ancient person, very smooth.

The male teacher took a deep breath and gave a perfect score of 60.

He knew that he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

**

At this time, the Ji family.

The servants were all busy looking after Ji Qingwei, and the chef was preparing a nourishing meal.

Ji Qingyao paid no attention to anyone. She didn't have many things, so she simply packed up a few things and pushed the door open before going out.

It was Ji Longtai who noticed him.

"Are you leaving today?" Ji Longtai followed, "Can't you stay for two more days? Your sister has been talking about you for so long. It's not easy for you to come back once, but you won't spend more time with her."

"Stay for two more days?" Ji Qingyao was quite cold, "Then she cried so much that she couldn't take the joint entrance examination, and then she put the blame on me?"

Ji Qingwei is still two months away from turning eighteen, and they have never met each other.

Ji Longtai was furious: "Your sister cares about you, but you are making such malicious assumptions about her, get out! Get out now!"

Ji Qingyao took the knife she bought and left without looking back.

Ji Longtai was still furious.

Ji Qingwei was indoors and heard the noise outside.

After she drank the medicine, she coughed twice: "Mom, where is my sister?"

"The Thousand Army Alliance has something to do and she left." Mrs. Ji frowned, "Don't worry about her. Take care of your own health first. There is a comprehensive test tomorrow."

Because Ji Qingwei was too weak, a teacher from the High School Affiliated to Xia University came to Ji's home to invigilate the exam.

It can be considered a unique one.

Ji Qing pursed her lips slightly: "Mom, what if I don't do well in the exam this time? When I took the Chinese test in the morning, my heart ached and I didn't have time to write the essay."

"Heartache? What's going on?" Mrs. Ji suddenly became nervous, "You're not vomiting blood, are you? If your heart hurts, don't take the exam. Mom knows your ability, so there is no problem in taking the international joint exam directly."

"I just want to give it a try." Ji Qing pursed her lips and smiled, "Although my surname is Ji, I can't be special."

"Master Mingdeng said you will definitely be well before June this year." Mrs. Ji reassured her, "By then you will be able to go out and play like your sister."

Ji Qingwei drank another bowl of medicine before lying down.

Mrs. Ji went out with the bowl and lowered her voice: "I told you to leave her alone. She just doesn't want us to be nice to Qingwei, but she doesn't want to think about how uncomfortable it is for Qingwei to live in pain every day.

"It would be great if Qingwei could be half as healthy as Qingyao." Ji Longtai felt uncomfortable, "Obviously she is so good, but she can't be like a normal person."

Ji Qingwei's illness was quite strange, and the doctor couldn't figure out the root cause, so he could only treat it with medicine.

Master Mingdeng is the abbot of Guanghua Temple. He is very famous in the celebrity circles of Sijiu City, and Mrs. Ji trusts him very much.

He said that if Ji Qingyao gets better by the middle of this year, then he will definitely get better.

"I don't want to care about her either." Ji Longtai was very impatient, "Since she likes to be outside so much, let her fend for herself."
To be continued...