Qin Chen saw that Yang Fadi was having a family routine with Sun Xiaohong.

Turn around and walk outside, ready to go to the vegetable field and potatoes.

And at this moment, Zhao Fadi behind him spoke.

"Yeah, isn't this Qin Chen? You also came back from the exam. It's really fast to come back. It wasn't because you handed in your papers in advance, right?" Yang Fadi asked like this.

Qin Chen said, "Yes, I just handed in the papers in advance, and I have to hand in the papers in advance in every course, what is there to ask?"

"Haha, you have to submit your papers in advance for each entry, Qin Chen, wouldn't you do it?" Yang Fadi smiled brightly.

Seeing this, Qin Chen didn't bother to pay attention to her, and continued to walk outside the door.

After walking two steps, Zeng Xiaoming on the side came up again to stop him.

"Haha, Qin Chen, you have handed in your papers in advance this time, so I guess you got a zero score again." Zeng Xiaoming teased.

Qin Chen shrugged, "Handing in the paper ahead of time means getting a zero score on the test? It's better than you can do it."

The corners of Zeng Xiaoming's mouth twitched, and he did not finish several subjects this time.

Originally, his grades were pretty good, and he planned to take the postgraduate exam after he finished his undergraduate studies. However, this exam caused Zeng Xiaoming's self-confidence to be hit hard.

Xiao Ming, who has been praised as a genius since he was a child, has some doubts about his IQ now.

It is precisely because of the difficulty of the entrance exam that Zeng Xiaoming intends to bully and bully Qin Chen, and find some confidence in him.

But never thought that Qin Chen actually sent him such a sentence directly.

Isn't this a pot that doesn't open and which pot is lifted?

"you.....!"

Zeng Xiaoming was so speechless by Qin Chen.

Seeing this scene, Qin Chen's mother Sun Xiaohong laughed louder behind.

Before Yang Zhaodi and Sun Xiaohong had a family routine, they both greeted each other with polite smiles.

Suddenly hearing Sun Xiaohong smile so loudly, Yang Zhaodi's face suddenly couldn't hold back.

Yang Zhaodi rolled her eyes and came up with an idea. She turned her head and said to Zeng Xiaoming:

"Xiaoming, isn't it about the New Year, you and Qin Chen are both college students, make some couplets and listen to them."

When Sun Xiaohong heard the words, she couldn't help taking a breath.

This is a vicious scheming for Zhaofadi, knowing that his son is terribly poor in grades, now he actually wants him to compose a poem.

Isn't this embarrassing him?

"Okay, do couplets to celebrate the New Year, Qin Chen, I don't have a hard time asking you to make an upper couplet first." Zeng Xiaoming said with a grin.

Qin Chen expressionlessly, "Are you sure?"

Qin Chen didn't expect this Zeng Xiaoming to match against him.

With Qin Chen's language level, let alone this Zeng Xiaoming.

Even a doctoral student of Longguo's ancient poetry can only look back at him.

"Don't talk nonsense, let you out." Zeng Xiaoming disapproved.

In his memory, Qin Chen was just a scumbag, and he scored zero points every time he took the exam.

Zeng Xiaoming didn't worry about what difficult couplets Qin Chen could say.

Instead of worrying about Qin Chen's difficult couplet, it's better to worry about whether Qin Chen can tell the story.

After all, Zeng Xiaoming was in the same school as Qin Chen when he was a child. At that time, Qin Chen was like a fool and couldn't say a word of completion.

At this point, Zeng Xiaoming regretted letting Qin Chen go out first.

In case he can't say a fart after holding back for a long time, wouldn't he have to wait here for a long time.

"Qin Chen, if it doesn't work, I will come out..."

Before Zeng Xiaoming finished speaking, Qin Chen interrupted him, "Shanxi Xuankong Temple is hanging in the air!"

Zeng Xiaoming was relieved when Qin Chen seemed to have said an Shanghai League.

Regardless of how mentally retarded Qin Chen's Shanghai League is, but he can say it in a short time, it is good not to let him wait for a long time.

"Ha, this Shanghai Union is too mentally retarded, what is Shanxi hanging in the air... Wait, you say it again!" Zeng Xiaoming's eyes twitched, and he shouted like hell.

"Shanxi Xuankong Temple hangs Xishan!" Qin Chen said again.

Zeng Xiaoming, "Shanxi Xuankong Temple hanging in the air? Shanxi Xuankong Temple hanging in the air?..."

Back and forth, Qin Chen's upper couplet repeated several times in Zeng Xiaoming's mouth.

But he couldn't think of the next link.

This Shanghai Lianhe sounds very simple at first glance.

But after careful analysis, you will find that there is something hidden in it.

Shanxi Xuankong Temple hangs the west mountain in the air. Such a sentence, whether it is righteous thoughts or anti-thought, all express the same meaning.

That is to say, there is a hanging temple on the west side of the mountain, and the hanging temple is hanging on the west side of the mountain.

In fact, Qin Chen still has a lot of pairs like this, such as Shanghai's tap water comes from the sea, Jiangxi passers-by passing by Xijiang and so on.

This is all left over from the affairs of Qin Chen Elementary School in this life.

Qin Chen also knew the cultural level of this world, so he picked such a Shanghai League.

It is enough to deal with Zeng Xiaoming.

Sure enough, as Qin Chen expected, Zeng Xiaoming heard this after hearing this.

It was thinking hard, scratching his head in a hurry, but no matter how he thought, he couldn't think of the correct answer.

As time passed by, I smiled and recruited.

Now her expression has gradually solidified.

"Son, what are you still thinking about? Come on and face him!" Zhao Fadi and Zeng Xiaoming motioned with their eyes.

But Zeng Xiaoming didn't care how Zhao Fadi raised his eyebrows and winked, he just stood there motionless.

He kept talking about Qin Chen's upper couplet just now, "Shanxi Xuankong Temple is hanging in the air..."

Although Zeng Xiaoming's Chinese scores are not bad, he can get an excellent score every time.

But when Qin Chen encountered such a rare question, he couldn't figure it out even if he racked his brains!

Opposite like this, let alone Zeng Xiaoming a sophomore.

Even the graduate students of the Chinese Department cannot come up with the answer in a short time. After all, the language level of this world is far worse than that of the earth.

After thinking for a long time, Zeng Xiaoming finally collapsed because he couldn't think of an answer.

"Shanxi Xuankong Temple is hanging in the air. This topic is too difficult. I won't be able to ride a horse. Mom, I want to go home!" Zeng Xiaoming cried and got into Zhaofadi's arms~lightnovelpub.net~ Zhao Fadi was also confused by Zeng Xiaoming.

When I came just now, I told Xiao Ming well that I came to Qin Chen's house this time for the purpose of mocking Qin Chen.

How could this skill be adjusted all the time.

Not only did he not mock Qin Chen, he was mocked by Qin Chen instead?

"Xiao Ming, what's the matter with you!" Zhao Fadi pushed Xiao Ming in his arms.

Looking at Xiao Ming who was crying, Zhao Fadi suddenly said: "Xiao Ming, didn't you just say that this Chinese and Classical Chinese exam is difficult? Just ask Qin Chen how he did it!"

Seeing Zhao Fadi screamed at himself, Zeng Xiaoming slowly stopped crying.

Sun Xiaohong on the side smiled, "Xiaoming, his mother, Xiaoming in your family is still the same as when he was a kid, haha ​​like crying at every turn, and the old problem hasn't changed at all."

Hearing Sun Xiaohong's words, three black lines floated on Yang Zhaodi's head.