The questions on this test paper are some medicine lists.

Pharmacists all know that combining different medicinal materials into a new pharmacist is also the only way for every pharmacist.

Therefore, Mr. Zhuge specially selected ten medicinal materials that could not be integrated together, in order to be able to detect the most basic abilities of these young pharmacists.

Mr. Zhuge tried hard to make such a big scene, so he naturally wanted to find an apprentice who best suited his wishes.

So when these invigilator pharmacists were present, they also browsed all these papers.

The topics that Mr. Zhuge gave are naturally not simple, so most people use two to three types of medicine lists, and even one.

"Zhuge Immortal Master Zhuge, this is a list of four kinds of potions," one of them picked up a piece of paper and showed it to Mr. Zhuge, "I have never seen the last one of them before, please show it."

Mr. Zhuge understood that most of the papers were from three types, and this was the first time he saw four types, so he reached out to take them and took them.

A smile finally appeared on his cold face, "The last potion list is well written."

"That's four types," this was the first time the invigilator heard the good word from Mr. Zhuge, and then looked at the signature below. "Yang Chen, probably from the Yang family, actually wrote four types and gave him 80 points."

I wrote a pharmacy list of 20 points, and this person wrote four, so I naturally had 80 points.

At the same time, he was also starving to death. He thought that if someone asked someone to ask about Yang Chen, he actually made Mr. Zhuge praise him, and he should not be underestimated in the future.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Mr. Zhuge shook his head, "Not eighty, he only wrote three medicines right."

"Aren't you said the last one right?" The invigilator was stunned for a moment.

"The last one is right, but the first one is wrong," Mr. Zhuge put down the paper. "But it's really good to be able to write the last one. There are few people overseas who can write it. Give him 70."

"Okay." When the invigilator heard that there were not many people overseas who could write it out, he was shocked and even more interested in Yang Chen.

At this time, another man took out a piece of paper. He looked at the paper with a look of horror, "Mr. Zhuge, someone has written six medicine lists here."

Because there are many people participating in the competition, the invigilators specially picked out some outstanding answers for Mr. Zhuge.

Mr. Zhuge took it and looked at it. When he saw the test paper, his eyes lit up. "These six types of medicine lists are rare."

He glanced at the signature and saw the word Fu Meng, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, "This Fu Meng is indeed well-deserved."

There were other people in the room. When they saw Mr. Zhuge like this, they knew that Fu Meng had won the championship this time.

But this is something that everyone recognizes, and no one has any other opinion.

Mr. Zhuge repeatedly read Fu Mengda's six SLRs and SLRs several times before putting it down.

However, he had not left at this time. He waited for a while and after a while, no one came over with other answers. Mr. Zhuge narrowed his eyes slightly, and naturally he remembered Su Huiqing before.

A trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and then he raised his foot and walked out.

After all, he is Mr. Zhuge, and there are many things to do besides here.

Mr. Zhuge didn't know that not long after he left, someone came up with a answer from Su Huiqing.

"Come and have a look!" The examiner who looked at Su Huiqing's answer sheet looked at the list of nine potions, and his face showed a look of horror, and he quickly called his companion, "Let's go find Mr. Zhuge!"

"What's wrong, I was shocked?" Seeing him like this, my companion couldn't help but walk over and take a look.

When he first saw nine potions, he was stunned, just like the man just now, and his fingers were still shaking a little while holding the corners of the paper...

"There are nine types?" His voice was trembling, "Miss Fu Meng only has six types, right?"

"Yes!" The other man nodded, not caring about other papers, "Let's go find Mr. Zhuge!"

This is definitely a big deal.

But before he could go out, his companion suddenly grabbed him, "Wait, look at the name of the corner."

The man thought about it and saw which company produced a group of dark horses, and even Fu Meng was over.

But unexpectedly, there was a name he had never seen before at the corner, "Su Huiqing, which family is from?"

"I've heard of it," my companion remembered what Fu Meng and Su Huiqing said in the square before, "It's the person who has caused a lot of trouble in the city recently. I heard from Miss Fu Meng that it seems to have some connection with the genius doctor. By the way, she is from the physical exercise class of the first school."

As soon as he heard this, the person who was so excited that he wanted to find Mr. Zhuge suddenly stopped.

The smile on his face also disappeared, then he raised the paper in his hand and looked at it, sighing.

When the others heard this, they shook their heads, with an expression of excitement and curiosity on their faces.

I originally thought it was a dark horse that suddenly appeared like Yang Chen, but I didn’t expect it to be a person I had never heard of, a person who practiced, and could write out nine potions lists casually.

If this is true, then these teachers should not kill them.

I guess these nine types are written randomly.
Chapter completed!