Gao Yi felt as if he had a nightmare.
The content of the nightmare was an exam.
What was more terrifying was that it was not a dream, it was reality.
When a teacher gives a question, one must answer, regardless of whether the answer is right or wrong; the key was that he definitely had to answer.
Gao Yi thought for a long time, then he realized that with the current conditions, the conclusion drawn after serious thought was no different from blindly pointing on a map with his eyes closed, so, the thinking process could essentially be ignored, just as if all multiple-choice questions had the answer "C."
"He will go to Amsterdam!"
Gao Yi replied confidently to Green's question.
Green did not hesitate in the slightest, he immediately asked, "Reason?"
"I don't know."
Gao Yi spread his hands clearly, saying, "I guessed."
"No, there is a more suitable way to describe this answer, intuition. You should say it was judged by intuition."
