Chapter 1033 Hello, Devil School Girl (57)

When Xiaohui said these words, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Luo Qingchen's mouth.

Very shallow, very light, but very beautiful.

If they thought she just wanted to show off her skills and compete 1v1 with Mi Zhi, then they were totally wrong.

"Your name is Xiaohui, right? I heard that you are good at math. I have a question for you today." Luo Qingchen crossed her arms, with a unique aura in her eyes.

Mi Zhi was stunned and looked a little panicked. She didn't understand what Luo Qingchen wanted to say, but the vague uneasiness in her heart made her palms break out in cold sweat.

Xiaohui was suddenly called out by Luo Qingchen and seemed a little at a loss.

After all, Luo Qingchen rarely spoke to anyone else except for communicating with Su Xiaoxiao.

It's not like he has never taken the initiative to flatter others, but they were always rejected with cold eyes. Over time, even though she was a beauty, she didn't have a good impression.

But now that he was asked this question, he felt a little embarrassed and scratched the back of his head and said, "You asked."

"How far is this basketball hoop from the chair we just made?" Luo Qingchen pointed to the chair they were sitting on just now, a dark light flashed in her eyes.

At this moment, Li Sinai, Nan Luoze, Han Zaixi, Su Jing...the four of them stared blankly at the same time.

It seemed that at the same time, Luo Qingchen understood the ultimate purpose of this 1v1-bettle.

But... Xiaohui doesn't seem to understand quite yet...

"It's about five or six meters!" Xiaohui made a visual inspection, looked at her with some embarrassment and said, "This has nothing to do with being good at mathematics!"

This kind of question is obviously asked to a three-year-old child, how can it be asked to him, a math class representative.

"Don't worry, I haven't finished asking yet!" Luo Qingchen raised the corner of her mouth and moved her eyebrows slightly: "Although Mi Zhi only scored six goals out of ten, the probability of hitting the basket was 100%. Hundred, what I said is right!"

As soon as Luo Qingchen finished speaking, Mi Zhi's expression changed instantly. At this moment, she seemed to understand why Luo Qingchen wanted to play ball with her in public.

It's not just to make her make a fool of herself, the real purpose is to make her...

"You..." Xiaohui seemed to sense something was wrong, but did not react immediately.

At this moment, Luo Qingchen didn't give him any time to do anything. He picked up the basketball in his right hand slightly, turned his back to the basket, and shot lightly.

When the ball entered the basket, her eyes were stunned and she said: "What I want to ask you is - with her skills, what is the probability that a throw from 5 to 6 meters will hit the bench?"

"Hiss—" The whole audience let out a sigh of relief. Mi Zhi's face turned blue and white, and the corners of her lips trembled unconsciously.

"What Luo Qingchen means is that the new classmate did it on purpose?"

"At first I thought something was strange, but I couldn't explain it. Now it's like doing an experiment, and suddenly it's simple and clear."

"Hey, it's true that beautiful girls are scheming."

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The people whispering this time are the boys who were silent just now. Most of them are people who are good at basketball.

When Mi Zhi shot just now, we could see some clues from the angle, but the speed was too fast and he didn't care too much.

But now, the answer seems to be clear!

At this time, Xiaohui looked very embarrassed. He hesitated and curled his lips, but never answered.

"Why didn't the math class representative say anything? Is this probability problem difficult?" Luo Qingchen did not 'understand' his embarrassment at all.

Every word and word conveys a domineering attitude that ordinary people don't have.