The training camp has started for a week, and the questions are not too difficult, the main purpose is to help everyone find their hands.
After all, there is a summer vacation in between, so it is normal to slack off.
Except for one person—
"No way, why did she hand in the paper again? I only wrote one big question!"
"Do you want to be like this?"
"I'm halfway, thank you."
"Look here, yo~ The person who is still reading the question is me, get angry, Cheek makes trouble~ you and I have the same heart, both are capitalized~"
"Shut up! Your earthy rap successfully made the overnight food in my stomach crazily churn."
"I try my best to keep smiling, you insist on letting it collapse, you are not kind at all, you deserve to be tortured by Jiang Fuyue, skr~skr~"
"… "Hold!
"Calm down, ancestor, before I was instantly killed by the big devil, I was annoyed to death by you."
"Who is to blame? It's all the fault of Jiang Fuyue, the great devil of the abyss."
"I think she should be called—Paper Shredder."
"Don't you guys think 'Thanos the Thanos' would be more appropriate?"
"My God! I don't want to be in her class anymore!"
A group of newly-arrived elementary school chickens whispered to each other, with the same style of "life without love" hanging on their faces.
As usual, the Math Olympiad class will expand its enrollment every semester. From the first year of high school to the third year of high school, voluntary registration, examination selection, and potential players will be picked up by Xu Jing and filled into the class.
Of course, the original members of the class can also choose to withdraw, but the application must be submitted one week in advance.
This time, eight old team members left, most of whom were sophomores and seniors, ready to study hard.
And the people who spoke just now were all newcomers, five of them were from the first year of high school, and three were transfer students from the second year of high school.
Before that, they didn't know Jiang Fuyue, so they naturally didn't understand how terrifying she was.
I'm slowly getting to know it now, but I'm not used to it yet.
A high school senior in the front row turned his head and said in the tone of someone who came here, "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you get run over a few more times."
One vote of elementary school chicken: "?" No, we refuse!
The third-year senior couldn't help frowning, and then looked regretful: "All right, whatever you want."
The little kid was rushing to find a lesson, and he couldn't stop it even if he wanted to. He just hoped that he wouldn't be abused too badly.
Cough... It's not good to cry.
There was a young man in this group who never spoke from the beginning to the end, and his ears were filled with chattering and complaints, but he acted as if he hadn't heard anything, and wrote the test paper as if nothing had happened, writing quickly and accurately.
Except that the moment Jiang Fuyue got up to hand in the paper made him look sideways for a moment.
"Hey, you don't have any ideas when it comes to praise?"
The boy raised his eyes, and his dark pupils glowed with a faint light: "Do the questions first."
The corner of the tablemate's mouth twitched, "Your reputation as a genius child prodigy is about to be snatched away, and you still have the mood to do the questions. Are you short-hearted?"
The young man moved his pen like flying, swiped once, and turned to the next page.
Deskmate: "Yeah, I've eaten too much sea water—I'm so busy (salty) that I'm asking you."
cut!
…
The second person to hand in the paper was Ling Xuan, but he was half an hour later than Jiang Fuyue.
Tan Jiaxu frowned, speeding up his hands again.
Ten minutes later, "Teacher, I'm fine."
Immediately attracted a look sideways.
Jiang Fuyue and Ling Xuan handed in the papers ahead of time, and everyone was not surprised, but this newcomer... seems to have two brushes
This is the first time that Tan Jiaxu left an impression on everyone in the Olympiad class, especially the former old members.
After school, several senior ones walked together.
"Praise, you can do it today! The way Mr. Xu looks at you is different immediately."
The young man's expression was calm, and he couldn't help but frowned: "What's the matter? Isn't it slower than people."
"Huh? You can't say that. Jiang Fuyue and Ling Xuan are more advanced than us, and have studied for half a year longer!"
Tan Jiaxu: "Competition does not depend on qualifications, but on strength. Some people can still win gold medals without learning, it is not a matter of time."
"This..." Several people didn't know how to comfort him.
"Hey, what are you afraid of? Jiang Fuyue and Ling Xuan are amazing, so we're not bad at all! Congratulations, you are recognized by everyone as a "little expert on difficult problems". Opportunity to challenge Jiang Fuyue to a single challenge, to see who is more powerful!"
Don't say it, this opportunity will come soon...
One day, after lunch, everyone voluntarily came to the Math Olympiad class to collect test papers.
The whole training is basically based on doing questions, at least two papers per day.
Usually, Xu Jing would move a chair and sit at the door of the classroom to "get a ticket to enter".
But today, the person sitting at the door of the classroom has become Jiang Fuyue...
"Ms. Xu is having a meeting in the district and asked me to take the class for a day."
The old member said: OK, no problem.
Jiang Fuyue didn't substitute for the class once or twice. After setting a precedent in the Wu Jing class next door, she also left her graceful figure on the podium of the Mathematical Olympiad class.
But the new group of elementary school chickens looked terrified.
"What?! Is there something wrong with my ears? The teacher asked the students to substitute for the class?"
"Does the operation have to be so coquettish?"
"Crazy?"
"Why didn't the others react at all?"
"Didn't it say that Linhuai is the strongest in the Olympiad Mathematics Class of No. 1 Middle School, ranking first in the whole country? That's it? Isn't it too hasty?"
"Why does Jiang Fuyue... she is a student just like us..."
Tan Jiaxu listened to the discussions around him, his brows tightened.
"Zou Hao." He said suddenly.
"Ah? What's the matter?"
"After class starts you will..."
After finishing speaking, Tan Jiaxu backed away with a calm expression on his face, but Zou Hao's eyes lit up with excitement!
The class bell rang, and Jiang Fuyue stepped onto the podium.
Almost at the same time, a figure below stood up suddenly.
"Senior Sister Jiang, why don't you wait for Teacher Xu to come back."
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows.
There was an uproar around.
Under everyone's gaze, Zou Hao shrugged his shoulders, relaxed: "I think it's not good to ask you to take over as a substitute."
Jiang Fuyue: "What's wrong?"
"You are also a student? How can a student teach a student? Unless... you are very strong, not to mention better than Teacher Xu, at least you must be stronger than the other students present, so that you can convince everyone, right?"
It turned out that she was waiting here!
Jiang Fuyue smiled slightly, and said kindly: "Oh, then who do you think is better than me?"
Zou Hao's eyes lit up, and he said the long-awaited name—
"Talk about compliments!"
Jiang Fuyue paused, uh...
"Who is talking about praise?"
Zou Hao: "!"
Everyone: "..." The surface is calm, but the heart is crazy hahahaha.
You think you are a character, but people don't even know who you are.
What could be more humiliating than that
Jiang Fuyue swears that she really didn't intentionally hurt anyone, and she has never heard of this name.
As long as it is over the ear, it is not impossible to have no impression at all.
After all, it is still too fast to hand in the papers and leave too early.
Everyone: "..." I suspect that you are engaged in Versailles literature, but I have no proof.
"I'm talking about compliments." Faced with scrutiny from all directions, a slender young man stood up from the back of the classroom.
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes and saw, yes, a very handsome primary school boy.
"How do you want to compare?"
Tan Jiaxu was taken aback by her directness.
It was Zou Hao who pulled him down on the table before he realized: "...do the question."
The question comes from the latest issue of the world's top mathematics magazine "MT". It was posed by the Finnish mathematician Inkala. So far, no correct answer has been released worldwide.
Soon, the original question was played on the screen by the projector, and Jiang Fuyue and Tan Jiaxu stood in front of the whiteboard, one on the left and one on the right, and answered on the spot.
Given any positive real number a, prove that, for all but finitely many positive integers v…
Given any positive real number a, please prove that, except for a finite number of counterexamples, all positive integers v satisfy: All graphs composed of v vertices and at least (1 + a)v edges have a pair of equal length Different simple circles.
(Note: Simple circles do not allow the same vertex to appear repeatedly).
As the subject provider, Ling Xuan naturally acted as the referee, and said in a deep voice, "Two hours is the limit, and the timer begins."
"Fuck! What is this? English?"
"I've memorized every word, but together it's... sorry, I don't deserve it."
"Let's go! Is this a math problem?"
"Come, come, let's open a game, who will win the bet?"
"I'll bet on breakfast, Sister Yue will win."
"A packet of spicy strips, Jiang Fuyue."
"Two meals of chicken chop rice, believe in the moon god, and get eternal life."
"Jiang Fuyue +1"
"+2"
"..."
Someone in Tan Jiaxu's small group was anxious: "Haozi, they are too much! Who do you look down on?!"
Zou Hao gritted his teeth: "Build a dream KTV package, bet on praise and win!"
There was silence, and then—