After marrying the vegetative prince, the doctor concubine killed people randomly

Chapter 313: Full Score in Arithmetic

"Others had to fill up a whole answer sheet to figure out the answer, but she only needed a few strokes to figure it out, and the steps were simplified by more than twenty steps."

"That means Miss Ji's method is absolutely practical. The process is important, but we value the result more, right?"

Luo Jingshen was speechless.

He wanted to say something else, but Cheng Rushan said, "Time is running out. Your Highness should look at the answers of other candidates first!"

As he spoke, he took Ji Yuntang's answer sheet from Luo Jingshen's hand and handed it to Luo Feizhou.

Luo Feizhou had originally had doubts about the paper, but when he heard Luo Jingshen being angrily criticized by Cheng Rushan, he picked up a pen and wrote a perfect score under his own name.

After he finished grading, he turned to look at Luo Jingshen and asked him through Cheng Shanzhang.

"Second brother, how would you rate Third Sister-in-law's answer?"

Luo Jingshen: "..."

As soon as he turned his head, he met Luo Feizhou's eyes watching the show and Cheng Rushan's sharp gaze.

The joy that he had just felt was swept away, and he secretly cursed Luo Feizhou for being nosy. If he didn't give any points and there was one less person, Ji Yuntang would definitely be eliminated this time.

But since Luo Feizhou asked this, he had to give a score!

"I just thought about it and I think what Mr. Cheng said makes sense. I'll give it a perfect score, just like you, my fifth brother!"

Luo Jingshen said this "one hundred points" very reluctantly.

He just wanted to see Ji Yuntang eliminated, not her getting a high score.

Cheng Rushan patted his shoulder and said, "Your Highness, Canglang Poetry Talk has always been fair and just. If you have any personal grudges, it's best to put them aside and not use public power for personal gain."

"After all, whether the candidates can make contributions to Dongchen Country depends on your decision. You don't want to eliminate the truly outstanding ones, right?"

Luo Jingshen: "..."

How could he not hear that Cheng Rushan was warning him in disguise?

He was furious inside, but he still smiled and looked friendly on the surface.

"Mr. Cheng is absolutely right. As the crown prince of this dynasty, I naturally cherish every talented student. The situation Mr. Cheng described will never happen."

"With your words, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, I feel relieved." Cheng Rushan glanced at him.

He was not speaking for Ji Yuntang.

He had just read the poems written by Ji Yuntang before and thought that this woman was very talented.

Today's math problem is not that complicated, but it will definitely stump a large number of students.

But Ji Yuntang's unconventional approach to solving the problem further verified Cheng Rushan's guess.

This woman was even better than he had imagined.

If Ji Yuntang was eliminated by Luo Jingshen because of some personal grudges, wouldn't their Dongchen country have lost a talent in vain?

He also wanted to see Ji Yuntang's performance in the next few rounds.

After a round of scoring, half an hour later, officials came out to announce the scores.

It was quite interesting when he announced the results. He read out the names from the lowest to the highest, and all the names not read out were failed.

Ji Qingqing pricked up her ears and listened carefully while sitting in the stands. She didn't hear Ji Yuntang's name for a long time and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Pfft, I thought she was so powerful, but I didn't expect she couldn't even pass the first round of calculations. How embarrassing!"

Cui Liu echoed, "Who said it wasn't true? Canglang Poetry Talk finally opened up three female registrations, and she was the first to take one. If she can't even pass the first round, the other women who didn't register will curse her behind her back!"

Ji Qingqing took a sip of tea comfortably. This was the idea she had in mind before.

After all, registration for Canglang Poetry Talk must be done in person.

Who would have thought that she was the one who signed up for Ji Yuntang?

Others will only think that Ji Yuntang is incompetent but still wants to take up a spot, and they will only hate her even more.

One after another, the names of Jiang Yunheng, Song Weilan, and Murong Yue were also read out.

The grades of the three students were very good, all with high scores above 90.

At this moment, Cui Liu exclaimed, "Second Miss, listen quickly, Third Young Master, that's Third Young Master's name."

"The Third Young Master scored ninety-six points!"

She was extremely excited, as if she had gotten a high score.

Ji Qingqing calmly took a sip of tea and said nonchalantly:

"What's the big deal? This is just Third Brother's routine operation. With his knowledge, it's not an exaggeration to get full marks."

Having said that, the slightly raised corners of her mouth still revealed Ji Qingqing's inner pride.

At this moment, Ji Qingqing's back straightened a little.

She felt that the crown belonged to Ji Zihang.

But surprisingly, a poor student named Zhao Qian scored a high score of 98.

Ji Qingqing's face fell instantly.

"Who is this person? His score is even higher than my third brother's."

Cui Liu said: "He is just a poor boy who appeared from nowhere. He is probably lucky."

"Miss Second, don't be angry. This guy will definitely not be so lucky next time!"

Ji Qingqing withdrew her gaze with disdain and took another sip of tea.

But the next second, the tea in her mouth sprayed out.

It was because the official read out a name she didn't expect.

"The first place in this round of math competition is Ji Yuntang, with a full score of 100!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place was as silent as a pin drop, and time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

Everyone's expressions were stunned.

Xie Liuzheng in the audience was the first to react, standing up and applauding.

"Good! Well done, sister Yuntang!"

"You are my sky, my earth, the god in my heart, my stars, sun and moon. I will cheer for you!"

"Come on, sister Yuntang, you are the best!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Junhe's face in the teahouse darkened visibly.

The veins on his wrists bulged and the handles of the wheelchair crackled as he squeezed them.

Chen Hu thought something was wrong and hurried forward to explain: "My Lord, what Xie Shizi meant is that the princess is everything to him... No, that's not it, what Xie Shizi meant is... the princess is his heaven, earth, sun and moon... Well, that's not it..."

Luo Junhe's face was as cold as ice, and he said coldly: "Okay, you don't have to say anything more."

Chen Hu turned around awkwardly and slapped himself hard on the mouth, feeling very annoyed.

Why is his mouth so stupid? It starts to disobey me at the critical moment.

Obviously, that was not what he meant. What he wanted to express was that Prince Xie admired the princess very much and he was praising her for being so great.

But when the words came out of his mouth, they took on a different meaning.

Chen Hu clearly felt the chill from Luo Junhe's body, which was even colder than when he took an ice bath before.

He covered his mouth and decided not to speak anymore.