Time passed by, and more and more people came to hang out in Wangcheng Park, and more and more people looked in their direction, but there was still no one who came to the door.

The heads of the three of them also drooped lower and lower.

"Baby, Big Ya, Big Guy, why are you three squatting here? What nonsense are you writing on the blackboard?" Suddenly a crisp Loli sound sounded.

Fang Chen looked up and saw Su Yan and another female classmate in their class, Li Gaimei, holding hands and standing pretty in front of their stall.

"Why are you here Gaimei? Sit down quickly. You are thirsty. I will buy you a bottle of orange soda." Liu Xiangyang was overjoyed and wiped the stool with his sleeves several times with great enthusiasm.

"We didn't do anything. The three of us were invited to work for the China Talented Youth Support Association, selecting and rewarding qualified geniuses." Fang Chen said nonsense without blushing or breathing.

"I believed your ghost." Su Yan said with disdain, "But I'm just tired of playing, so I can rest here and take a look at what medicine you bought in your gourd, Grandet."

She didn't believe a word of what Fang Chen said.

Su Yan sat down, and Li Gaimei pouted upon seeing this, and then reluctantly sat on the stool that Liu Xiangyang had wiped just now.

This was enough to make Liu Xiangyang excited. Without any explanation, he ran out like a cheetah and soon brought five bottles of orange soda.

Fang Chen and Li Qiming exchanged words. I'm afraid this was Prince Xiang's intention and the goddess was ruthless.

Unlike Su Yan, a little lolita, Li Gaimei, who has fully grown, is even more attractive to teenagers aged fifteen or sixteen. There are definitely not a few people in the class like Liu Xiangyang who have a crush on her.

However, in later generations, he never heard of any relationship between Liu Xiangyang and Li Gaimei.

After taking a sip of the orange soda, it still had the same taste, sour and sweet, but you could taste the bitter taste of saccharin.

But for people nowadays, this is already an excellent drink. It costs only 15 cents a bottle, and the glass bottle will have to be sent over later because there is money there.

People of later generations say they are invulnerable to all poisons. Compared with the people of today, such as gutter fried dough sticks and Sudanese red eggs, they are extremely weak.

Food control was already in place at that time, but luckily things were a little more restrained. Nowadays, food is added liberally, and some are even listed openly on the ingredient list, not caring that they are industrial supplies or even highly toxic.

Veterinary drugs with severe side effects such as oxytetracycline are also frequently prescribed by doctors.

These days, it is good to have enough food, and to live a well-off life if you can eat meat. As for whether it is safe or not, who cares about it.

"Baby, are these things you wrote above true?" Su Yan asked, with a cunning light in her eyes.

"Children are innocent." Fang Chen rolled his eyes at Su Yan.

If he was given the nickname of Watanabe, he could barely accept it. He could only accept it if he didn't accept it anyway, but he didn't like Su Yan calling him Watanabe the most. What was the name of a girl who was younger than him?

"I will bite you to death!" An angry Su Yan bared her teeth and claws.

She has grown up and is no longer a child! She also hates others treating her as a child!

Fang Chen glanced at her without caring.

"Get a copy." Su Yan said angrily.

Fang Chen looked at Su Yan in surprise, "You want to play?"

"snort!"

Su Yan snorted coldly, "Originally I planned to cheer you up, but even if I win, I won't take your money, which will save you Grandet from crying. Now I want to write up to 1,000!"

As she spoke, Su Yan tapped her pink and tender fingers on the blackboard several times, as if the blackboard was Fang Chen.

"If you dare not give me money, I will file a complaint with Lao Liu!" Su Yan arrogantly used her killer weapon.

"Whether you can write it or not is still the same thing, give me money!"

Fang Chen curled his lips and pretended to be disdainful, but he knew in his heart that although he was a treasure in Lao Liu's eyes, only others would take the blame for him.

But if Su Yan went to file a complaint, I'm afraid it would be possible. First, Su Yan's grades were better than him. Second, Su Yan was different from them. Su Yan had transferred here.

He still clearly remembers the day Su Yan transferred to another school. The principal, vice principal, dean, and a lot of people, like stars surrounding the moon, surrounded Su Yan and came to their class. Old Liu

The serious class teacher can only stand on the sidelines.

It's a pity that after three years of high school career, Su Yan was admitted to Yanda University, and she has never been seen again.

When their high school classmates got together, a female classmate brought a photo with Su Yan.

At that time, Su Yan was already slim and tall, probably over 1.7 meters tall. She was tall and straight, and she was extremely beautiful. She had a ladylike smile on her lips. She was nothing like the little devil she is now, with her teeth and claws bared and her teeth bared.

one person.

Seeing Fang Chen's appearance, Su Yan was so angry that she took out two pieces of steel from her pocket and slapped it on the table, "Paper and pen to serve!"

"okay!"

Fang Chen shouted, and with a quick sweep, he took the steel into his hand, and then threw down a notebook and a pen.

"Gaimei, you can also write. Why don't you take the free money? If Fang Chen dares not to give us money, I will go to Lao Liu and sue him to death!"

Su Yan's little face was filled with anger, and she was writing fiercely in the notebook, as if the notebook was Fang Chen's.

"Well, classmate Fang Chen, I'm sorry." Li Gaimei smiled and took out two dollars from his pocket.

"Gaimei, please stop playing this game."

Before Fang Chen went to collect the money, Liu Xiangyang stopped him and said eagerly.

Su Yan and the others didn't know, but he knew it very well.

Don't worry, it's just about writing numbers. Not to mention high school students like them, even kindergarten children can do it.

It's really evil.

He and Li Qiming wrote nearly twenty times at home, but they never got it right. The best result was when they wrote 499, and then they wrote a 4, which made them extremely happy and sad.

"It's okay, as long as you give me money." Li Gaimei smiled slightly, still holding out her hand stubbornly.

Seeing this, Liu Xiangyang had no choice but to accept the money and also gave Li Gaimei a notebook and pen.

"Traitor!"

"Treason!"

"Surrender to the enemy!"

Su Yan and the two were writing there, and Fang Chen and Li Qiming pulled Liu Xiangyang into a small corner and launched a serious criticism on him.

"I just don't want to make money. We are all classmates." Liu Xiangyang argued hard.

Fang Chen and Li Qiming curled their lips, haha! What a fool!

Somewhat annoyed, Liu Xiangyang slapped the two pieces of steel into Fang Chen's hand, and ran directly to Li Gaimei to greet him.

"That's great, you can even change money!" Fang Chen weighed the steel in his hand and said with a half-smile.

Li Qiming nodded, "It's so disgusting."

Li Gaimei clearly gave her two banknotes just now, but why did she turn into two pieces of steel when it came to Fang Chen? These were probably the two dollars that Liu Xiangyang defrauded from his mother before.

Fang Chen glanced at Li Qiming, no wonder Li Qiming ended up on a blind date.

At this age, the girl he admires is the most precious treasure in the world in the eyes of a boy. Everything related to her can be loved and cherished, regarded as a treasure, and he is willing to go through fire and water for her without hesitation.

Love in adulthood is a little more calculated. It's not that our hearts have changed, it's just that as we grow up, we have concerns in our hearts, and it's not as pure as it is now.

However, Fang Chen is not optimistic about Liu Xiangyang, and his past life is the best proof.

He sat down next to Su Yan.

Su Yan wrinkled her nose, raised her fist, and said triumphantly: "I have written more than three hundred, Grandet, just wait and cry."

Fang Chen curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Wait until you write 500 before you become so arrogant!"

"Ah!"

Su Yan sneered.

Although he said this, Fang Chen was really worried. He couldn't steal the chicken but lose the rice. He didn't make any money. Instead, he let Su Yan steal a large sum of money.

Writing from 1 to 1000 seems easy, but in fact even writing to 500 is extremely difficult.

A seemingly mentally retarded game is actually a difficult test that very few people can pass.

From 1 to 500, it is indeed very simple. There is almost no requirement for intelligence and no need to use your brain. Not to mention high school students, even college students, even elementary school students can meet such conditions.

But if you add preconditions and can't make mistakes, it will be difficult.

First, it seems to be 500 numbers, but in fact there are 1392 Arabic numerals among these 500 numbers.

Second, it is a matter of attention.

Human attention is divided into 'voluntary attention' and 'involuntary attention'. Casual attention requires people to be active and purposeful, with a task to perform, while involuntary attention is unimportant and does not require volitional effort.

Write from 1 to 500, naturally pay attention at will.

Compared with involuntary attention, casual attention is more susceptible to the influence of external factors. Human nature is more likely to pay attention to interesting things and hate boring and mechanical activities.

When carrying out such activities, sometimes the slightest movement can cause people to be distracted.

And even if you write a number in one second, it takes eight minutes to write from 1 to 500. For eight minutes, you are in a high degree of tension, and you don't even miss a second. This is extremely difficult, and even more so.

Not to mention it is in a park, a noisy place with people passing by and constant hawking.

In fact, this test is not about intelligence, but concentration.

And, the most important thing is that people make mistakes.

The coordination of what the human mind thinks and the movements of the hands are often not very consistent.

It is normal to think about something and write about something.

If you can write to 500, it would be good if you can write it once in fifty times. As for writing to 1,000, the difficulty will instantly increase by more than ten times.

The only solution is to write slowly, holding each number for more than three seconds before writing.

However, Fang Chen added a time limit. It must be completed within ten minutes, and the fastest would be eight minutes. Fang Chen was simply trying to force people to have no way out.
Chapter completed!