Super Driver

Even Qiu Zhizhi had wide-eyed eyes and looked at the scores above, with an incredible feeling.

To be honest, he feels that he is playing at his full level, and God knows why there is only such a score!

In the short silence, the whole venue was in an uproar. Everyone's eyes were looking at Qiu Zhizhi here for the first time, and Wang Yusheng and Liao Fei beside them also felt a sense of self-compliance.

There is no doubt that the reason why the score of the Huaxia delegation will be such a score is that the three of them are holding back!

A look of anger appeared in Lu An's eyes, but he resigned helplessly.

Now he is totally incapable of speaking. After all, it was before that he tried to exclude three people from the liberal arts school.

I was thinking of being able to invite Su Qiubai to show up, but it turned out that there were such three straw bales!

The other members of the delegation also looked at the three people, Qiu Zhizhi, and some people could not wait to go up and give them a punch.

Because of the appearance of Moi and Gong Lei opposite, this exchange match has totally unusual meaning!

If you lose to them, it will not be as simple as usual, and it is not even an exaggeration to say that in the future, the cultural world of Huaxia will probably be completely reduced to a joke!

So in the previous works, these people are trying their best to get a breath.

As a result, because of these three straw bales, all efforts were lost.

"Oh, I didn't expect Huaxia's rising star to have such ability ... Fan Wencheng, is your teacher very good?"

Suddenly, the opposite Moy yelled.

The taste of ridicule was very obvious, especially after seeing Qiu Zhiming's introduction of several of them, and after knowing that they were actually teachers of Beidu University, they turned their heads directly to Fan Wencheng.

Sitting underneath Fan Wencheng's complexion, Moi said earlier that he could refute, but in this sentence he had a feeling of choking!

No way, everyone can see that Qiu Zhizhi is the teacher of his school, and before the game, the students in the audience seem to be shouting their names to cheer.

Now, this slap almost beats him, and at the same time beats the entire students of Beidu University.

Ghostwriting carefully selected by his school, but at the moment shameful to the world, the feeling of indescribable injustice.

The secretary of the Faculty of Arts sitting not far behind Fan Wencheng had the same pale face.

He can almost meet now, and after this game is over, he will definitely be implicated because of Qiu Zhizhi!

Everyone knows that even if the Faculty of Arts is no longer in good shape, it will definitely not even have a few teachers of a certain level, and they must let Qiu Zhizhi go out and be ashamed.

The reason for this is exactly why he pampered himself!

Just when I thought about it, Fan Wencheng looked back at him, and the secretary's legs were frightened, and cold sweat came from his forehead.

Qiu Zhizhi's feeling at this moment is just like Wulei booming, watching the score blankly, both hands are shaking.

He admits that he has never put his mind on learning, this time ... he has grown up!

I didn't want to be tangled in this matter, so Lu An let the game continue.

Immediately, the second game started immediately.

It's still the same as before, everyone submits their own work, and then the score is judged.

Everyone who is watching the game is waiting. The previous game was lost. If this game can be won, it will find some face!

As a result, after the final score came out, the gap with the foreign country was even larger this time, and it was a full 40 minutes!

The total score is one hundred, and the two sides are forty apart. This is a gap that makes people desperate!

There was no more noise in the venue. Everyone had a feeling of breathlessness. The kind of humiliation and anger, there was no way to vent it, but they could only rest in their hearts. [Www.]

Not only inside the venue, but even outside the venue, all Chinese people watching the live broadcast are very angry.

But it was very helpless, especially after the scorer announced everyone's score, and after seeing Qiu Zhizhi getting the zero point again, someone finally scolded it.

"Is this guy a shame? How did you become a teacher at this level?"

"You won't get a zero point when you put your head up. What on earth is he doing?"

"It's a shame, get out of here!"

...

Inside the conference hall, there was also a swearing sound, and Qiu Zhiming turned red, and he did not dare to lift his head.

In the morning, he thought he had reached the pinnacle of his life, but now it turns out ... he fell into a big pit.

He can see that Fan Wencheng has killed his mind!

But now that the game is halfway through, there is definitely no way to replace people, and they can only sit down.

There was already a laugh at the foreign exchange group.

The entire venue was full of their mocking voices, and more people saw the live broadcast.

"I thought it was a mistake to leave Huaxia then, and now it seems to be the most correct decision! There can be no improvement in such an environment!"

"That's right, I really don't know how the teachers of Beidu University are, and what the students of Beidu University will look like."

"Fan Wencheng, if you come up to participate in the competition, I would not lose so badly."

...

In these words, the smiles of these people were almost seen by all the teachers in Beidu.

Wen Xiaoshu, Long Ruoxuan ... Almost all the teachers felt very disgraceful, especially when they saw the unpromising appearance of Qiu Zhizhi and Wang Yusheng, they could not wait to get up and kick off the platform!

At the same time, everyone is anxious that this game will end as soon as possible, at least it will not continue to be ashamed.

However, there is a third game!

Some international forums are also discussing the ongoing game on a large scale, especially the ridiculous tone, which can hardly be more direct.

That's it, the third game begins.

To be honest, many Chinese people have already switched off the TV, and even those who continue to pay attention have no hope that the Chinese delegation will still win.

After all, in the first two games, the gap between the two sides is already very obvious, not to mention that there are still three straw bales on the side of Huaxia, and it is impossible to win!

Even Lu An is the same!

The content of the most contest is article!

From ancient times to the present, what Chinese literati most liked was what kind of level the written articles were!

Although the delegation was still very diligent, there was a feeling of no avail.

Just thinking about ending the game early, and then quickly leaving the venue, do not let this **** live broadcast continue.

Lu An is also the same. When I started writing, I suddenly had a flash of thought in my head!

If ... he now chooses to write out Su Qiubai's talent training plan, will it produce different results!

You know, Su Qiubai's manuscript is only an internal essay from Beidu University, so it is impossible to spread it.

In other words, the grader will definitely not be judged as plagiarism, which means that ... it can be used as your own manuscript!

And through reading over and over again for so many days, even if there is no way to write it all down, but Lu An can still do it as close as possible!

At last, I glanced at the proud smile of Moi in front of him, and the low expression of everyone on his side. Lu An didn't hesitate any more and started to write!

For the content of 40,000 words, Lu An selected a few thousand words which are more memorable! After all, this is a live game. If all is written, God knows when it will be written.

Rao is so. By the time he finished writing, everyone was waiting.

"Lu An, are you still trying to turn the tide?"

Seeing Lu An complete his work, Moi couldn't help but smile.

However, Lu An didn't look at him more, but just handed in his work.

Immediately, the scoring started.

To be honest, Lu An was nervous at this moment, and he didn't know what kind of score Su Subai's manuscript would have.

And by then, will this score be able to win these guys across?

All of this, Lu An didn't know ...

But if he knew that the manuscript of that manuscript was a joint effort of literati in the history of Huaxia, this worry would probably be gone. m. Reading ,.