Genius Test Novels & Stories

Felix glanced at them casually and remarked, "I want the ones from third grade." Surprised, the principal kindly warned, "They might be a bit challenging for you." "Mr. Principal, I want to give it a try," Felix said. With no other option, the principal replaced the papers with two third-grade test papers and presented them to Felix. Swiftly, Felix began answering the questions using a pencil. Starting with the math paper, Felix demonstrated his remarkable speed and accuracy. Each of his answers was correct, leaving the principal astonished. While the principal initially had little confidence in Felix, mathematics, which tested logical thinking abilities, proved to be his forte.

Madelyn thought it was really cool how he managed to do well in school without making it his whole life. "Feeling nervous about the exam tomorrow?" Madelyn asked, looking at him. He, in a white hoodie, scratched the back of his neck. "Nah, not really. It's just a regular test for me. If you're worried, you can practice more with those basic workbooks." 'When a genius talks, it's different,' she thought. These were practice books you couldn't easily find in regular stores. Kennedy had given them all to her, so Madelyn thanked him.

Cordy continued to teach Dicky patiently, having become much calmer after finding out about Dicky's IQ score. She had done some reading, and found out that geniuses tend to be more single-minded on things. In short, while they could score 120 out of a test with a full score of 100 points, they could also get a big fat zero in certain areas. Unfortunately, there was no chance of them improving on the latter. Dicky's greatest weakness was perhaps language. "Lee-id, lid," Dicky repeated after her, and suddenly pronounced another word,"Ree-id. Rid."

He was right again. Another examiner posed a question on the board. Natalie and the rest couldn't understand a thing in it. Logan answered it in under a minute. More examiners tried. Their questions were so difficult that many candidates lost confidence in themselves. The morning test seemed like child's play compared to this. Isaiah couldn't believe it. He tried one last time. Logan completed it in under a minute. Everyone was amazed. Logan was a medical genius, a true prodigy. Luck alone couldn't explain it. There were even three questions where the examiners themselves were unsure of the solutions, yet Logan got them right.

“Basic math, word problems, that sort of thing. It’s a thinly veiled IQ test.” “Oh,” I say, my eyebrows going up. I’ve never taken one of those – at least not to my knowledge. “Begin,” the Captain calls from the beginning of the room, his voice dry. “Bring your test up to the front when you’re finished with it. And then you’ll be dismissed.”

She snapped back furiously, "Our tutor has also mentioned that the test is a lot harder than usual! Besides, I want to go out and have fun! What do you mean it's an excuse for me to not study? I love studying! Studying makes me happy!" Sometimes, Naomi really hated smart people. She didn't mean to lose 30 marks on purpose! The way Kaden phrased the whole thing made it sound like she was stupid. Couldn't he just outright say that she got a total of 70 marks on her math test? Naomi felt that she had done a pretty good job on her test. Why must Kaden, a genius who obtained 90 marks, say such things just to rain on her parade? Ugh, she was so pissed!

“What are you talking about?” “The tests are mirrors, dear. It means that they will reflect what you are really made of. In your case, I hope that the testing will take a couple of hours. No test has a theory. Everything is practical. They will put you in different scenarios to show that you have the five skills. For you dear, the speed, agility and defense tests will be quick. You are excellent on those points. They will take time to debate the points of strategy and strength. You must show how intelligent you are and, at the second point, there is not only muscle strength. Inner strength is the most significant thing that the test evaluates.”

I asked her. “Too dumb I mean I do not understand why do they keep them so much twisted that they loose to give us any type of clue on what they exactly want us to answer this system of twisting questions is more like literature competition so many complicated words that are hard to find on g****e as well I hate them all.” She cried like a small kid. “You should know how to figure out things exams are to test your thinking ability they don’t just make it for the heck of keeping them difficult or to show that they are intelligent it is simply to analyze your intelligence and for me that is fine” I explained.

They both sat in silence as they licked their cones. "Daddy, today in class, we wrote a quick test" she broke the silence. "What was it about?" "Arithmetic" "Did you do it well?" Baron asked studying his daughter's pretty face. "I got nine questions right out of ten. It's weird" she opened her drawer and began to search for something. Baron guessed it was the suicide note. He was thinking of a way to start a conversation about it. "Why's it weird?" "Because I'm a genius. But I still couldn't get number six right no matter how hard I tried. Do you know why?" She said still searching under her books for something.

Upon hearing that, Gerald began pondering about it. While the test may have seemed easy, Gerald knew that it was simply a front. After all, how could a test on human nature ever be that simple? Either way, Gerald knew that all three choices weren’t all that bad. The problem was, which was the correct answer? He really didn’t want to fail the very first test…