"You guys stop answering, the time is up." Zhao Yan reminded him, and he walked down and put away the Cai Hou paper on the table.

Except for one person who was still writing hard, the others had already been written. After writing, they were naturally proud of their youth. The brilliance on their faces could not be concealed. They looked domineering and arrogant. Among them, the most powerful one was naturally Wang Lin.

This guy's mouth was almost raised to the sky, and his eyes were aimed at Cao Chong, which was very provocative.

Cao Chong didn't care, and even had a starry smile on his face.

Just a little example, the last question will definitely make you call Dad!

Cao Chong held the Cai Hou paper that Zhao Yan had collected in his hand. He did not immediately explain the third question, but began to read it.

Unlike the blank paper of the first question, almost everyone has ink on the second question, and it is basically full of pages. Some are crazy and have written three or four pages.

Cao Chong was very patient and looked at them one by one. While looking at these views, Cao Chong looked at the scholars present to see their performance.

For example, Wang Lin still had a proud look on his face and held the pen and ink in the other hand, not knowing what he was depicting on the paper Cai Hou in front of him.

Lu Song still looked calm, as if nothing could make him lose his mind for a moment. But some of the people here were not calm!

Why did you, Cao Chong, look at it for so long? Do you want us to express our writing point on the spot?

As soon as this thought came out, some people's faces suddenly turned pale.

There is a tacit understanding, but if it is announced, the taste will change. In order to show their talents and knowledge, these white-faced scholars have spoken a lot of arrogant words. These arrogant words target many people, and most of them are famous scholars, and some point the finger at the present.

I wrote it for you to show my differences. If I say it, who dares?

Cao Chong shook his head and looked at the Cai Hou paper in his hand now. There were a lot of words written on this Cai Hou paper, and the smell of a madman came to his nose.

After reading his remarks, Cao Chong found the ancestor of modern trolls.

This person said that he was talented and smarter than Xun Yu, and his military strategy was better than Jia Xu and Xun You. He even criticized Emperor Xian of Han on this piece of Cai Hou paper, shamelessly praising Cao Cao's ancestors for the eighteen generations. He spoke in a deep manner, and Cao Chong also sighed.

Cao Chong looked at the name on this piece of Cai Hou’s paper: Xu Kang.

After knowing the name, Cao Chong shook his head, nodded again, and finally turned over the next page.

After a long time, Cao Chong read a few briefly, then continued: "Cao Chong has read all the masterpieces of you. He is indeed deeply affectionate and has a reasonable foundation. Thank you for your hard work!"

Cao Chong got up, bowed to them, and bowed.

Wang Lin's expression changed slightly, and he gave Cao Chong a gift. Lu Song's eyes flashed with a gleam. He glanced at Cao Chong in a slight way and bowed his hand. The others present came forward and said, "It shouldn't be like this, I dare not bear it!"

After giving up, Cao Chong's face was filled with smiles, which gave the people below him enough face. When all the scholars saw that Cao Chong did not let them express their opinions in person, their faces improved a lot.

"Now, it's the third question!"

Cao Chong glanced at everyone present, especially Wang Lin and Lu Song.

Cao Chong smiled on his face, but the people in the field held their breath and stared at Cao Chong motionlessly.

"The third question is how to turn the twenty people on the field into ten people!"

What is the problem when turning twenty people on the field into ten people?

There was a discussion off the court instantly. This could be called a problem. If you turn twenty people into ten people, do you think I have the magic of immortality?

"Young Master, what's the point of asking?" The person who asked this question was blushing. He felt like Cao Chong had deceived him. If this question came up, aren't you playing with me?

Cao Chong glanced at him and shook his head slightly. Zhao Yan understood it and immediately stood up and spoke.

"You guys, this question is a long-term question for me and my grandson. It is not a flirting with you. I hope you will be clear!"

Thoughts for a long time...

The people present were silent and couldn't say anything for a while.

People say that this question has been prepared for a long time, what else can you say?

"Haha, since there is no doubt, then you will just write your answers on paper! The time is still three quarters of an hour!"

Cao Chong waved his hand at Zhao Yan, and the latter immediately asked the servant to send the paper down.

It is different from the first and second questions. If you don’t understand the first question, you can pretend to understand it. It’s okay to write something randomly. You can even be fantastic and blow water around the second question, but the third question is a bit difficult to solve.

How could you answer this question if you write randomly?

Cao Chong looked at the twenty scholars on the field, and then even Wang Lin began to frown. Lu Song, who was sitting at the bottom, had a light face. He held the brush strokes in his hand and wrote a few strokes. Then he placed the brush strokes on the inkstone, and closed his eyes and calmed down.

Cao Chong felt amazement and the smile on his face became even stronger.

The answers created by a few strokes are really curious!

Da da da da da ~

Time was like a rainbow after the rain, slowly and quietly disappeared into the blue sky. As the scholars racked their brains on the court, the time was already half over.

Half of the time has passed, but there is still a blank space on the paper in front of the person, and Wang Lin is one of them.

At this moment, Wang Lin grabbed his hair with both hands, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, and his blood was densely packed, like worms, climbing on his eyes.

He has racked his brains, but, what's the problem!

Turn twenty people into ten people, would you kill the other ten people present?

Wang Lin shook his head with a wry smile, and the pen in his hand was also trembling slightly. Wang Lin trembled for a long time, and finally, when time was approaching, he gritted his teeth and started writing like a furious bull.

Cao Cangshu, I don’t believe you have an answer to this question. If you really come to play with me, don’t blame me for turning against others!

Time is coming, and those who have not started writing off the scene can only sigh and write on Cai Hou’s paper.

Time has finally arrived!

Cao Chong's eyes came back to his senses from the paper in his hand and signaled Zhao Yan to collect the paper.

Huh ~

Cao Chong put down the second question Cai Hou paper in his hand and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

His eyes looked at the end, and the light was a bit dazzling. Among these twenty people, there was really a talent. It seemed that I, Cao Chong, had lost my luck.

Cao Chong looked at everyone in the field, took the Cai Hou paper from Zhao Yan's hand, and began to look at it one by one. Cao Chong's face was always the same, so Wang Lin and others raised their hearts to their throats.
Chapter completed!