"The table in front of you is three meters long and one meter wide. There are a total of ninety-nine rose petals sprinkled on it. You only have ten minutes to count it. You can't make a single mistake."

Private friendship belongs to friendship, but in official affairs, Bo Ling's resolute methods are quite majestic.

"I can give you an extra small basket." Xiang Le was the opposite of her, swaying over without a pattern, and he didn't know where to get a plastic basket for washing vegetables.

"Xiang Le, this doesn't comply with the regulations." Bo Ling objected, frowning.

"People are dead, rules are alive, little Lingling~" Xiang Le winked at her sideways, as if to beg for mercy.

However, even the seats on the second floor were strictly controlled, and Bo Ling, who would not give up anything, would agree, stepped forward a few steps and said seriously: "If you don't want me to disqualify her from the competition, put the things down."

She spoke too aggressively, and she was in front of acquaintances, which made Xiang Le a little embarrassed, and her tone sank, "Bai Ling, don't you think you are too cold-blooded?"

"A rule is a rule." Bai Ling seemed to be an old-fashioned man who read out a dogma, refusing to budge an inch, so angry that Xiang Le wanted to pinch her.

"Can you two listen to my opinion?" At this time, Qin Qing, one of the parties, finally found an opportunity to speak, and said helplessly, "Why don't we start quickly, ten minutes is almost over, I think Such a large table is enough to play."

She tactfully refused Xiang Le's help, so as not to embarrass him.

Since there were test members waiting outside the house, Bo Ling and Xiang Le also had to temporarily suppress their emotions and start counting down.

"Move a little further to the left, and it's easier to count from the corner." Bo Ling looked at Qin Qing's position before pressing the timer, and gave a reminder. In fact, more than anyone else, she hoped that the girl would pass the assessment, and even handed over the sketch to the teacher of her professional class in advance, intending to formally invite her to join the art club after the election.

It's just that her overly businesslike attitude often causes misunderstandings.

"Thank you." Qin Qing stood at the designated place, and just touched the corner of the table with her palm. Knowing the other party's kindness, she slightly curled the corners of her mouth, "I'm ready."

Bo Ling at the other end glanced at the sulking Xiang Le, and snapped the timer in his hand, "Start."

As soon as the girl at the table started to move, Bo Ling and Xiang Le's eyes were fixed on the past immediately, with the same seriousness and seriousness on their faces, as if they were reviewing a treasure that was extremely important to them.

But after watching it for a few seconds, they felt a little weird, because the girl just passed her hand over the petals slowly, and it seemed that she wasn't counting at all.

'what happened? ’ Bo Ling subconsciously looked at Xiang Le.

The latter also happened to look back, and the two eyes met, both of them were equally puzzled.

Counting ninety-nine rose petals in ten minutes, the students in the previous test were almost stunned when they heard it. When the timing started, they hurriedly started to count, and many of them touched the ground. That's why Xiang Le just wanted to give it to Qin Qing. a basket.

But in the current situation, let alone knocking off the petals, it's hard to say whether Qin Qing's fingers touched the flowers.

The two of them just watched her walk across the table with her hands open like a blind man touching an elephant, as if she touched all the petals. For a full three minutes, they felt extremely tormented and anxious, wishing to rush forward to question or help her. She counts.

"Qin Qing..." Seeing the time passing by, Bai Ling finally couldn't hold back and opened his mouth, wanting to ask the other party if there was any difficulty.

But as soon as he spoke, Qin Qing put down his hand, opened his lips slightly, and said three words softly, "I'm fine."

I'm ready.

What's up? Bai Ling looked around in a daze, unable to understand the meaning of those words for a while.

Xiang Le stood up abruptly, his tone full of horror, "Have you finished counting?"

"Hmm." Accompanied by the girl's slight nod, Bo Ling's fingers reflexively twitched, and he pressed the pause button with a snap.

Three minutes and twenty seconds.

"How much is it in total?" Xiang Le walked quickly to the table and asked while staring at the table.

"One thousand and three petals." Qin Qing reported the number, put her left hand on top of her right and gently pressed her knuckles, sensing the breath at her side, she took the initiative to move away.

Bo Ling is in charge of timing, while Xiang Le is in charge of counting. In the student union, he handles all the work related to numbers, because his eyes can quickly capture images, and his calculation ability is excellent. Like the ninety-nine roses, others may not be able to count them for more than an hour It's over, but Xiang Le only needs five minutes.

Five minutes later, Xiang Le turned his head, looked at Bo Ling and nodded, his face changed from surprise to seriousness, "That's right, it's one thousand and three."

After hearing the answer, Bo Ling stared blankly at the time on the timer, and then murmured after a while: "It seems that I can't keep you..."

Ten minutes was set based on the doubling of Xiang Le's record, but today's three minutes and twenty seconds has broken the highest record.

This also means that Qin Qing has become the biggest dark horse in this campaign.

The results of the election will not be announced on the spot, and the student union will make a special announcement at that time, and directly accept the positions and corresponding benefits of the students who pass the customs.

But in today's round, every student who took the test came out with their heads down, even Bei Xi was no exception.

"Qin Qing, how did you do in the test? Hey, I only lost a third of it." Because the test members don't need to keep secrets, as soon as Beixi came out, she dragged Qin Qing to the bench to appeal her frustration, " How can there be so many petals in ten minutes, and I can’t count them all. Unfortunately, I stayed up late the day before to watch the Olympiad, but I didn’t pass the exam. But I think the assessment standard is definitely not as simple as counting petals, because everyone can’t complete it. , maybe there are other aspects..."

Qin Qing listened to her chatter, while massaging her fingers, she thought: The standard is really not that complicated, it's just that laymen can't be tested.

"Hey, don't mention it." After expressing her depression and not being comforted, Bessie stopped talking in a dull way. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of two figures coming down the stairs, and hurriedly grabbed Qin Qing's sleeves, "They came down!" Now, while there is no one here, Qin Qing, he is at the corner ahead, please."

Beixi's hasty tone revealed her nervousness, and Qin Qing couldn't help but get up and take out the envelope from her pocket, and walked to the back of the laboratory building according to the route.

"Bai Ling, I've said it a long time ago, don't be so rigid, you do this every time, it really embarrasses me."

"Even if you are the vice president, you have no right to change the rules, I just follow the rules"

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