The gossiping human instinct, the reporter's eyes immediately lit up, and he couldn't help but ask: "My girlfriend is also from this school?"

Xie Yan said "hmm" again, saying, "A classmate is also a deskmate."

When it comes to his girlfriend, he talks more.

The reporter obviously noticed this and immediately struck while it was hot and asked: "Is my girlfriend good at studying?"

Xie Yan: "It's okay."

Reporter: "How many points can I get?"

Xie Yan's tone was casual: "It's more than seven hundred."

Reporter: "?"

Reporter: "…"

This is called, it's OK???

The reporter's fingers holding the microphone were trembling. After a long time of silence, he asked: "Dare you ask this handsome guy, how many points did you score in the first mock exam?"

Xie Yan thought for a while and said, "No. 718."

Reporter: "…"

The reporter's hands trembled even harder: "Then, what about that girlfriend?"

Xie Yan said: "Oh, one point higher than me."

Reporter: "…"

After a while, the reporter's face was numb and waved to Xie Yan and Shi Sang mechanically: "Okay, thank you two classmates for cooperating with our interview. See you tomorrow. I wish you good results."

Then, he put away the microphone and prepared to finish work and return to the TV station with his cameraman.

After getting on the van, the reporter rubbed his face hard and half paralyzed into the back seat: "I think I was hit. My mind is full of 'ok' now and 'almost', oh no, and the kind and cold handsome face of the top student."

The cameraman was also rubbing his face hard: "You have one left."

The reporter's brother was confused for a moment: "Ah? What did I fall into?"

The camera elder brother: "The 'It's okay' when the academic master praised his girlfriend."

Reporter: "…"

Oh Fark, double blow.

It was raining again at night, and the temperature on the 8th was still frozen at twenty-four degrees, and there was no summer heat at all.

The morning exam ended at half past 11, and the reporter had been squatting at the school gate early in the morning and successfully caught Shi Sang and Xie Yan.

He seemed to be very interested in these two people and wanted to catch them even if he was squatting.

Facing the reporter's question, Shi Sang Noodle said with a slutty dish: "Damn, are these comprehensive science papers for people to make?"

"Oh, understand, understand." The reporter nodded repeatedly, and thought he was considerate and found a reason for Shi Sang's words, "Academic masters think it's simple to do the questions."

"No." Shi Sang showed a very painful expression, "This time it's not simple, it's really difficult to get the question. I think my comprehensive science score this time is at least 20 to 30 points lower than usual."

The reporter said "Huh" and asked with a smile: "Didn't you think the question was too simple yesterday?"

"Yes, so today I realized my dream." Shi Sang grabbed his hair and said indifferently, "The so-called difficulty of hell is nothing more than that."

The reporter was amused by him: "After witnessing the difficulty of hell, do you still think the question is easier?"

After hearing his question, Shi Sang thought seriously, then waved his hand seriously and said, "That's not, it's still a little harder."

Only by difficulty can the true meaning be seen.

The gap in scores is now really widening.

It is estimated that if the science comprehensive science can exceed 250, there are not many people in the city.

The reporter raised the microphone to Xie Yanju, who had not spoken, and asked: "Student, what do you think of this comprehensive science exam?"

"It's okay." The low-key true academic master Nicholas still gave the same answer.

Reporter: "Ah..."

It's this "okay" again, and he almost has a psychological shadow over this "okay".

The reporter thought about it and changed his question: "Do you think the question is difficult?"

Xie Yan: "It's okay."

Reporter: "…"

No, this handsome guy, if you don’t mention your girlfriend, you will always be so cold?!

After a moment of silence, the reporter asked again unwillingly: "Handsome guy, predict how many points can you get in the science comprehensive exam?"

Xie Yan thought for a while and said, "It's only about 295."

Reporter: "…"

That's it.

Yes, that's it.

The cameraman who was filming trembled his hand and almost knocked the camera to the ground.

The reporter felt that he saw nine big words on his companion’s face:

——Let’s change the interview, can we do it?

The reporter was a little bit suspicious of life by this "295": "Didn't it mean that the problem is difficult???"

"It's difficult." Shi Sang actively answered for Xie Yan, "It's really difficult from the perspective of the question, and it's really not difficult from his perspective."

“…”

"Where are you?" Seeing Shi Sang talking, the reporter turned the microphone back in front of Shi Sang, "How many points do you think you can get? Will you get 295?"

Shi Sang: "..."

It would be easier to let him die.

Shi Sang grabbed his hair and said realistically: "I can't do it, I'm really not humble. This time, the science comprehensive science is really difficult. Not to mention 295, I'm thankful that I can get 259."

"Then didn't this handsome guy say he could get around 295?" The reporter blinked, pointed at Xie Yan, and said in confusion, "How can you, one class, still get so many points in a single subject?"

Shi Sang: "..."

Shi Sang looked at him with a very vicissitudes of eyes for a long time before he replied very tiredly: "Friend, that's because you are interviewing the first grade in our school."

“…”

Shi Sang pointed at Xie Yan and paused word by word: "The handsome guy you mentioned has never scored other than 150 in mathematics. Among the three subjects of science and science, the full score of physics and chemistry is even more normal. If you look at our school, you can't find a second person like him."

“…”

"To be honest, the difference between the handsome guy I told you is that he left the exam room and said, "I finished the exam", and what about me? I left the exam room and said, "Damn it! It's over."

“…”

After a while, the reporter silently took back the microphone, held it to his mouth, and said to the camera with a stern look: "To be honest with all the viewers, I remember when I was a child, my mother often told me that if you are ugly, you should read more."

"I have always kept this sentence firmly in my heart over the years. But today I realize that people who are handsome are reading more, and it seems that they have read more books than I have."

Finally, the reporter sighed melancholy and made a summary: "Oh, these days, I can't fight with my face and IQ, but I can't fight with my face."
Chapter completed!