Chapter 91: Hurry, get the quick-acting heart-saving pill

"Who will watch it first?" Wang Xuecai looked around.
Quiet, the whole reading room is abnormally quiet.
"If this is the case, then I will be the first." After all, he has picked up Qin Luo's test paper and examined it carefully.
When he saw that Qin Luo proved the non-local collapse theory and applied the collapse theorem to prove Poincaré’s conjecture, his breathing suddenly rose: "Lao Zhou, hurry... Hurry up and get my quick results. Bring the Jiuxin pill, yes, it's in the briefcase."
Zhou Haizhong hurriedly dug out the quick-acting heart-relief pills, poured out a few, and squeezed them into Wang Xuecai's mouth, and poured him a few sips of boiling water.
Wang Xuecai's breathing slowly calmed down.
"Pharaoh, what's the situation?" Zhou Haizhong asked with concern.
Wang Xuecai held his chest tightly with his right hand, and slowly straightened his tongue, his face flushed and he burst into swearing: "%&...Fuck!"
Qin Luo, this kid can't write anything that shouldn't be written, right?
Thinking of this, Zhou Haizhong and Song Baoguo quickly picked up the test paper on the table.
Just a glance, they were shocked: "Pharaoh, what about your quick-acting heart-relief pills? Give me a few pills, I'm a little bit out of breath."
"And me, my chest is so tight."
One pill for you, one pill for me, the whole bottle of Jiuxin Pills instantly bottomed out.
"Xiao Zhang, bring the quick-acting heart-relief pills in my drawer and get 3 bottles!" Wang Xuecai shouted.
Soon, the assistant Xiao Zhang walked in with Jiuxin pills.
After receiving the Jiuxin Pill, Wang Xuecai immediately unscrewed the bottle cap and forgot to pour a bite in his mouth.
That's right, just a bite!
Without him, I'm afraid he won't be saved!
During the whole scoring process, they almost rely on Jiuxin Pills to support them.
With a sound of "pop!" they patted the test paper on the desk heavily.
"It turns out that Poincaré conjecture can be proved this way."
"The back wave of the Yangtze River pushed the front wave, and the front wave died on the beach. This is Qin Luo's murder."
"You said, what did their generation eat and grow up? The brain is so good for so long?"
"..."
The three major academicians leaned back, lying limp on the chair, and gradually lost their look in their deep eyes.
After a long while, everyone's spirits recovered.
"How should I score this point?"
"I suggest direct full score!" Zhou Haizhong raised his hand and said, "Although Qin Luo did not prove the Poincaré conjecture, he has already taken the conjecture forward a big step. This kind of contribution deserves full score!"
"Old Song, how about you?"
"Is the full score too much? After all, Qin Luo hasn't proved it, and it is inevitable to lose the tongue." Song Baoguo frowned.
The title of this question is very simple. It is to prove Poincaré's conjecture. Qin Luo didn't prove it but scored full marks. If the media's deliberate catching of influence affects Qin Luo, the gain is not worth the loss.
Qin Luo is just a high school student after all, and his mind is not as mature as he imagined.
"Lao Song, I think you are too looking forward and backward. I want to see that the media dares to talk nonsense. If there is any? Don't blame me Zhou Haizhong for being polite." Zhou Haizhong laughed loudly.
"It's also said that if something happens, we old men will take care of it."
"Well, I agree with full marks!" Wang Xuecai slapped the table and said loudly.

In the early morning two days later, the sun shone through the smog to the land of Yanjing.
An important day has come on the campus of Yan University.
The results of today's national final will be announced on the official website.
At ten o'clock in the morning, the national final score query system was opened on time. You only need to enter the admission ticket number and ID number to query.