Bixian

In the classroom during the exam, there was only one empty desk. There was only one student in the entire classroom who had delayed the final exam due to the diagnosis, and he was answering questions.

Because the personal belongings have been checked, it is a hot summer day with light clothes, and there is a signal jammer outside the classroom. This time the test paper has new questions. After staring at the students for a while, the invigilator on the podium did not know. Was he relieved or was he found by Zhou Gong? He fell asleep under the slow blowing of the fan.

Because the teacher was so groggy, he naturally did not see the students start writing on the blank note paper: yes and no after writing the questions they were confident about. A, B, C, D, E. Right or wrong. A few words about the verification process.

Then the student held the pencil with both hands and began to murmur softly: Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, you are my previous life, and I am your present life....

Maybe it was self-hypnosis, maybe it was something really invited. The pencil drew circles in the student's hands that seemed to be tight and loose at the same time.
The light in the classroom suddenly dimmed a few degrees, the dozing teacher's head lowered, and the students' eyes sparkled.

Is it an illusion, or a daydream, vague..., hazy..., looking up from the pencil holder; it seems as if there is a gray hand extending from the pen holder to the student's back... .

The pencil moved regularly over the draft of a few words.

The student asked softly, in a low voice that only those who were close to him could hear: Bixian, Bixian, is that you?
The pencil slowly drew circles, and smoothly circled "Yes"....

The student continued to ask: Bixian, Bixian, you can answer me everything, right?
The pencil seemed to speed up a bit, and it drew another circle on "yes".

The pencil drew circles happily, looking forward to getting what it wanted after answering the questions~

Students asked: There is a reservoir in Bixian and Bixian. The river water flows into the reservoir evenly every day. It is drained by 5 water pumps for 20 consecutive days and 6 water pumps for 15 consecutive days. How many water pumps are needed to drain the water in 6 days? Also, how many liters of river water enter the reservoir every day?

The pencil suddenly stopped.

The student asked: Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, Xiao Ming has 15 yuan on his body and wants to buy candies. One candy is one yuan. If you collect three candy wrappers, you can exchange for another candy. How many candies can Xiao Ming get in total?

The pencil moved with difficulty, as if it recalled a bad memory.

The student asked: Bixian, Bixian, it is known that 123456789×9=1111111101, then 123456789×72=?

The pencil began to shake.

The student asked: Bixian, Bixian, 989898×999999÷10101÷111111=?

The pencil began to wobble wildly.

The student asked: Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, please use "The road is long and the journey is long, I will search up and down" to write an essay that guarantees a high score. This essay should not be less than 800 words.

The student began to feel a force behind the pencil holder and wanted to escape. The student held on to the pencil holder tightly.
The student said sternly: Bixian, according to the rules, you are not allowed to leave until you finish answering the questions. Today you have to give me the correct answer, and if you don’t, you have to give me the correct answer!

The person and the invisible hand struggled to escape through the pen, and finally the pencil broke with a "snap".
Following the break, the light in the classroom instantly returned to normal. The warm sunlight streamed in from the window. The fan slowly turned to stir up the air. The invigilator also woke up with the first shaking. The teacher looked around and saw nothing unusual, so he continued to invigilate the exam. .

The student silently put down the broken pencil and thought:
I'll change my pen next time.

In the distance, I seemed to hear a sob of extreme grievance, melting into the warm sunshine.

Postscript: I suddenly wanted to finish an idea I had in the past, so I wrote it~ Just take a look, don’t take it seriously. I found the Bixian gameplay online. Basically, I don’t encourage playing any games of this type. It’s purely Do you think we should respect each other? Who can we find without having to pay the price? If you don't find it, it's just a waste of time. If you find it..., why are you looking for such bad luck?

Although I thought of this plot at the time, I didn't write it because I was afraid of causing imitation... Thinking about it today... Anyway, there weren't many people watching, and most of them were adults, so there shouldn't be any accidents. Just wrote it.

By the way, I have wanted to know from the past... If there is really a power that allows people to know the real answer after death... What if it is called out to write pi? Or what should I do if I am asked how to solve Goldbach's conjecture? Even if no one asks about mathematics, what if someone asks him whether Schrodinger’s cat is dead or alive?

So..., it suddenly occurred to me to write about it.

Finally, I would like to point out again that photos are always meant to serve as illustrations and have nothing to do with any people, things or things in this article.