After the instructor finished speaking, he looked at everyone. His expression was unusually serious. He asked everyone to repeat after him several times before asking, "What is nine plus nine? Can anyone tell me? "
He looked at everyone. "Whoever can answer it the fastest will get a mysterious reward."
Everyone was a little confused. After all, they had been using Arabic numerals for so many years. It was indeed a little difficult for them to use this communication language all of a sudden. Even a genius girl like Yang Mi could not help but reveal a strange expression. Although this question was very simple, it only looked simple on the surface. In fact, it was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
"Well, Zhang Lanxin, you answer this question. In fact, this question is very simple. As long as you can answer it, as long as you can answer it, you can get a reward. With such a good opportunity in front of you, you have to grasp it well. If you don't, you will lose a very good opportunity to get a reward."
The instructor looked at her and said with a smile. His expression was somewhat satisfied. This question was indeed very simple for him, but for Zhang Lanxin, it was not that simple. It could even be described as "very difficult". Zhang Lanxin did not know what to say.
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, turn." The instructor read, "Did you hear me clearly? I will now continue to ask you questions. If you don't know how to answer it, you can ask a comrade. If that comrade does not answer correctly, then both of you will be punished together. "
The instructor's expression looked particularly serious. It did not seem like he was joking at all. Everyone knew that this guy might be young, but from his appearance, he was definitely an extremely strict person. Since he was a very strict guy, he would definitely not go easy on them. There was no doubt about that. Even Lu Fei was speechless. However, there was no other way. This was how it was implemented. He had to see reality clearly.
"Well, all of you, prick up your ears and listen carefully to the next question. Don't make any more mistakes. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences yourself." The instructor said calmly. His voice was not loud, but it gave everyone an indescribable feeling. It was full of seriousness.
Even Lu Fei could feel the "deterrence" from this 19 year old youth. Sure enough, someone who could be an instructor at such a young age was not a simple character. However, Huang Zitao's eyes were filled with disdain.
"Listen carefully. There were nine people on the bus. Three got off. Four got on. Three got off. How many people are left on the bus now?"
The instructor looked at Huang Zitao and asked, "Huang Zitao, tell me, how many people are on the bus?" He looked at Huang Zitao. Huang Zitao was trying his best to hold back his laughter. If it wasn't for Huang Zitao's serious expression, Huang Zitao would have burst out laughing.
He took a deep breath and tried not to laugh. He answered seriously, "I don't know."
"Well said. I don't know. Let's do push-ups. Does anyone know? If someone knows, Huang Zitao doesn't need to continue doing push-ups. "
The instructor looked at everyone and shook his head in collective silence. Who would be willing to stand up for Huang Zitao at this time? The instructor looked at Lu Fei and asked, "What's the answer?"
"One building." Lu Fei said calmly. There were ten people. Three got off, four got on, and three got off. It was just one more person. In fact, it was very simple. As long as one understood it, there was no difficulty. Of course, maybe. For Lu Fei, it was a very simple question. For others, it might be very difficult.
"Oh? Are you sure it's one building? "The instructor smiled mysteriously. This question was actually a brain-teaser. It looked simple, but in fact, it was not as simple as imagined.
"Can anyone tell me the real answer to this question? Is it one building or how many? " The instructor looked at everyone and asked, "If no one can answer, then Lu Fei will start doing push-ups."
Huang Zitao was lying on the ground doing push-ups, but he was laughing happily in his heart. He thought, I didn't expect that even Lu Fei would have such a day. I'm waiting to see you make a fool of yourself. Don't worry, when you make a fool of yourself, I won't blame you, hehe.
Although Huang Zitao admired Lu Fei, he was still very jealous of Lu Fei. Since he could see Lu Fei make a fool of himself, of course, he felt very happy. The reason was very simple. After all, which loser didn't want to see those so-called boys make a fool of themselves?
Huang Zitao might not be a loser in the eyes of others, but in front of Huang Zitao, this guy was an out-and-out loser. There was no doubt about it. No one would doubt this. After all, no matter from which point of view, Huang Zitao and Lu Fei were incomparable. It could even be said that comparing Huang Zitao and Lu Fei together was a kind of slander and insult to Lu Fei.
Huang Zitao lowered his head and slowly did push-ups. He could now imagine Lu Fei doing push-ups with him later.
"Me!"
"Instructor, I can answer this question."
At this moment, Yang Mi shouted, "The correct answer should be one building, one building, because you asked how many people are on the bus at this moment. At the beginning, you didn't count the driver. If you asked how many passengers are on the bus at the end, it would be one building, but you asked how many people are on the bus. Not how many passengers are on the bus. "
The instructor smiled slightly, "That's right. I really didn't expect Yang Mi to be so considerate. Okay, Lu Fei, you don't have to do push-ups anymore. "
Huang Zitao was a little puzzled and asked, "Instructor, what about me? Do I not have to do it? "
The instructor's face stiffened, "Continue. Who said you don't have to do it? Wait until you answer the next question. If you still can't answer it, then continue."
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