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Chapter 148 Strange Movement

Li Ze's eyes flashed a strange brilliance, and he mentioned it more than once, he seemed to like this feeling.He likes exams.

He likes the feeling that he knows all the questions clearly, he likes the feeling that all the answers are in his mind, and he likes the pleasure of being sure of winning.

Mortals and scumbag students, you can’t understand the feeling of being a top student~
Before this, no one really could have imagined that the exam can actually give you a kind of pleasure.But just answering the question in silence actually made everyone have a climax!
No one dared to interrupt this beautiful rhythm, and everyone watched silently.He just shifted his eyes from that young and ordinary face to the nib of the pen that was dancing on the page of the test paper.

Watching the nib jumping in the blank space of the white test paper is really like a beautiful scenery.

Everyone didn't dare to breathe, they just watched quietly, afraid that because of their own carelessness, this strange melody would be interrupted!

Xiong Xin stood behind Li Ze, but he had already forgotten his original intention. At this moment, he had no time to embarrass Li Ze.He just watched in shock, watching the endlessly wonderful answers like waves and flowing water, just watching the pen tip that kept sliding and dancing like an elf dancer, just listening, listening to the 'rustle' 'The rubbing sound is so moving.

Xiong Xin actually couldn't bear it, he really wanted to keep watching like this, really wanted to never stop this rhythm, otherwise it would be such a pity.

'crash la la'

Turn the page of the test paper.It made everyone wake up.

But then, the 'rustling' sound came again, but they were addicted to it again.

It's just an exam, God knows how to make them so focused.Maybe it's because of this kind of continuity, maybe it's because no one wants to break this rhythm, but all in all, it's just an exam, but it makes the invigilators climax!

If someone looked from the outside at this time, they could see that the atmosphere in the meeting room had become extremely weird.In the huge conference room, apart from the "rustling" sound of friction, there was no sound at all, and a needle could really be heard.

I don’t know how long this rhythm has been maintained, no one wants to calculate it.It felt fast and slow, but with Li Ze's words, they all woke up from that wonderful world.

"Where is Love" was created by the ancient poet "Yu Chongyang" in "Northwest Xuanyuanling".

When the last question was written, Li Ze gently folded the test paper and put it aside, and said with a smile: "There is no need to rest, the next test question, give it to me."

Xiong Xin looked at the phone, his eyes widened in horror, twelve minutes!
Li Ze only took twelve minutes?Finished writing the test questions that you carefully prepared in twelve minutes?It's incredible.

But at this moment, Xiong Xin didn't want to think about it anymore, and he didn't even have the heart to embarrass Li Ze. He really wanted to hear that melody again: "Hurry up, give him the test paper."

However, without Xiong Xin's instructions, Wan Cheng hastily put the next test paper in front of Li Ze.

Li Ze wrote his name and student number, and quietly reviewed the questions. After reviewing the questions, he couldn't help shaking his head amusedly. Sure enough, all the questions in this test paper were in the same format as the previous test paper.

There are still no true or false questions, no multiple choice questions, just dense fill-in-the-blank questions.However, just now it was a fill-in-the-blank question about ancient literature, and now it has been replaced by a fill-in-the-blank question about modern literature...

Under the attention of everyone, Li Ze started to write again, and the voice of 'rustling' sounded again.

But the sound of 'rustling', in their ears, is no longer the sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper, but an outstanding pianist playing a beautiful piece of music on the piano.Or a drum master, using his life's strength to beat the percussion full of bursting feeling.Or the singer uses a pure voice to sing the various forms of nature.

Yes, it's not friction sound anymore, it's music, it's really music, anyway, that's how the people present feel, maybe it's their illusion.

When they feel this kind of music is tender, it is like the flowing water in a stream; when it is passionate, it is like a waterfall flying down three thousand feet; but when it is violent, it is like the stormy waves in the strong wind.It's so moving and so immersive.

This feeling is difficult to explain clearly, and perhaps the most outstanding psychologists can't explain at all, why they hear this very common friction sound into a variety of changing and beautiful movements.Perhaps, if the psychologist was present, he would also be addicted to it.

'Shushashashashashasha'

The voice rang out, and Li Ze had maintained this answering posture for a long time, just like this, holding the test paper with his left hand, and writing the answer with a pen in his right hand.

And all the teachers, as well as those reporters, also maintained their postures for a long time.It was strange that no one felt tired.

"Next one."

Li Ze called again, and Wan Cheng, who had already prepared, quickly handed the new test paper to Li Ze.Li Ze gently folded the completed test paper and put it aside, and began to write his name and student number again, and then, the voice sounded again.

"Next one!"

"..."

"Next one!"

"..."

"Hurry up, next one."

"..."

Before he knew it, Li Ze's speed began to increase. Once the door of memory was opened, that speed was really unreal.When he just glanced at the question, the answer came to mind automatically.

Coupled with his hand speed of being single for 20 years, the pen can fly, the speed is not only fast?Simply fast.

Everyone was dazzled for a while, and they felt that the "rustling" sound was no longer a tender music, but turned into a roar of thunder in a thunderstorm, which was so heart-stopping.

Unconsciously, everyone's breathing became short of breath. Just watching Li Ze's exam, he almost got wet.What kind of realm is that, and how much talent is needed to achieve this kind of achievement?Is it a derogatory term to use Xuefu Wuche on Li Ze?Can the idiom dog, Cai Gao Badou, lift his shoes for him?
This can no longer be described with mere idioms, but can only be described with Internet words-hanging the sky.

These three words are the only words that can be thought of in their minds, and they can be slightly matched with Li Ze.

"Whoo~"

Heaving a sigh of relief, Li Ze wrote, closed his eyes and rested his mind, feeling that there was still more to say.

After writing all five test papers, Xiong Xin secretly glanced at the time, only an hour and a half had passed!

Not only did Li Ze feel unfinished, but the other people in the meeting room also felt unfinished. It would be great if we could do it all over again...

(End of this chapter)