"If you can't keep up, just quit."
Otherwise, if you encounter someone like Hou Siyuan who tosses a child out of psychological problems for a competition, then the gain outweighs the gain.
"It's useless," Yu Wenzhou shook his head, "If you look at him like that, is it possible to quit?"
He entered the infirmary in the morning, ran back to class in the afternoon, and took the initiative to change to Jiang Fuyue's side.
Meng Zhijian frowned: "I'll call his parents."
"Let's take a look again, maybe we can keep up?"
Under high-intensity training, Hou Siyuan is definitely not the only one who feels strenuous, but his reaction is too high, so he is paid special attention to.
This also shows from the side that the current training is problematic.
But in a short period of time, I can't think of a good solution to solve it, so I can only take one step at a time.
"It would be great if there were more students like Jiang Fuyue." Meng Zhijian sighed.
Yu Wenzhou followed his gaze, and his eyes fell on the girl's thin but straight back, and couldn't help laughing—
"You think geniuses are radishes in the field, and you can pull as many as you want? What are you dreaming about in broad daylight?"
"Come on! Do you dare say you don't think so?"
Yu Wenzhou shook his head solemnly, "Absolutely not."
Meng Zhijian curled his lips, old man, I believe you!
…
On the fifth day of the training camp, a person was added to the class.
"Ling Xuan, find a seat first."
"Thank you, Teacher Meng."
Liu Bowen hissed: "... why is he here?"
While speaking, from the corner of the eye, he locked onto Jiang Fuyue.
Cough, Xiaocao Ling went to his class to reject Jiang Fuyue in public, but he was repelled as a general. He witnessed the whole process with his own eyes.
To say that these two people have nothing to do with each other... Liu Bowen doesn't believe it.
But the specific relationship is really mysterious and wonderful, even his golden eyes can't see through it.
For example, as soon as Ling Xuan entered the classroom, his gaze was glued to Jiang Fuyue's body, and he never tore it off.
But what about Jiang Fuyue? The school grass is not as good-looking as the test paper in her hand.
"From today, we have one more member in our team, and Ling Xuan will go to the examination room with everyone in the near future."
"Welcome, Student Ling—"
"Sit here!"
"I have a seat here, too."
It is not difficult to see that Ling Xuan is very popular among the whole grade and even the whole school.
But he declined all of them, walked straight to Jiang Fuyue, and then sat down in front of her, leaving the back of his head for her.
Liu Bowen: "?" Why choose the front row
Hou Siyuan: "?" I suspected that he wanted my seat, but he couldn't open his mouth.
And Jiang Fuyue has quickly finished filling in the blanks and choosing, and is ready to start on the big questions. As for Ling Xuan...
Maybe in her eyes, it is about equal to air.
After class, Ling Xuan's reason for appearing in the Wu Jing class was uncovered.
Sure enough, the school grass has its own enthusiasm wherever it goes.
"I heard he applied for it himself."
"You don't know, when Ling Xiaocao first entered high school, both the Olympiad class and the Wujing class were in class, but later on he had limited energy, and he might want to specialize in one subject, so he gave up Wujing. It's a pity for Teacher Meng. long time."
"Then why is he back now?"
"Who knows? Maybe there was a conflict between the two classes in the past, and they couldn't attend at the same time. Now that the time has been adjusted, someone has set a precedent. Xiaocao Ling came back reluctant to give up things? By the way, he was also in the class at the same time. Attend Mathematical Olympiad class."
"Isn't that the same as Jiang Fuyue?"
Everyone looked in a certain direction at the same time.
In fact, Jiang Fuyue was rarely mentioned in their chats, and for some reason, they subconsciously chose to avoid it anyway.
Maybe her solitary behavior has drawn a gap between herself and everyone else, or maybe she is standing on a different plane from others, or maybe it is difficult for excellent people to accept someone who is better than them. exist
In short, Jiang Fuyue is aloof, with a sense of distance.
This feeling was even stronger than what Ling Xuan brought, otherwise, how could they talk about the school grass without any pressure, but hold back Jiang Fuyue so much
In this room, the physical competition training is in full swing; in that room, the Mathematical Olympiad class is not so refreshing.
To be precise, Xu Jing was upset.
The two wolves, Meng Zhijian and Yu Wenzhou, snatched Jiang Fuyue from him first, and then used some method to trick Ling Xuan away.
"...Old Zhao, why don't you care about being the director of your grade?"
Zhao Tiejun took a sip of tea slowly: "What do you want me to do?"
"Of course I want the person back!"
"Are the students willing?"
"..." Xu Jing stopped talking.
"Jiang Fuyue originally worked in two classes. Now that Ling Xuan is applying, I can't stop him and treat him differently? What's more, he has the ability to take care of both."
After Xu Jing heard it, his displeasure was written all over his face: "So you have to sacrifice Mathematical Olympiad for the sake of things? Don't bring such things!"
"Old Xu, don't worry! The sacrifice is over. After the preliminaries are over, Jiang Fuyue and Ling Xuan are still yours. It only takes half a month..."
"Half a month is less?! If you don't practice for a day, you will regress!"
"Really?" Zhao Tiejun glanced at him coldly, "But how did I hear that although Jiang Fuyue and Ling Xuan didn't go to class, they finished their homework on time every time, and they were almost all right."
Xu Jing choked.
Zhao Tiejun patted him on the shoulder: "Old Xu, you can't be so stingy, be generous, don't you want to try the potential of these two children?"
"Go, go, don't do this with me!"
The movement is disgusted, but the eyes are contemplative.
After this conversation, Xu Jing reluctantly accepted the fact that "the lover was robbed", but turned around and handed the papers to Jiang Fuyue and Ling Xuan, but he never hesitated.
"...a total of seven sets of questions, 28 pages, completed within this week, any questions?"
Jiang Fuyue's expression was light: "No."
As long as she thinks, let alone seven sets, even seventeen sets can be completed.
Ling Xuan paused before nodding, already planning the time in his mind—
There are four days left in this week, 28 pages, and at least 7 pages must be completed every day on average. According to his current hand speed, it will take about 3 to 4 hours, so he can only use the time after school. In this way, all the training content of the Wu Jing class must be completed during the day, otherwise he will have to stay up all night...
After leaving the office, Jiang Fuyue walked ahead by herself.
Ling Xuan had silently formulated the next study plan, and when Fu raised his eyes, his eyes fell on the girl's back.
She seems to be thinner than ordinary girls, but her back is straighter, with an indescribable temperament, or... momentum.
"Jiang Fuyue, wait..." Ling Xuan chased after her.
"Is there something wrong?" She turned her head, her peach blossom eyes sparkling.
The moment they looked at each other, Ling Xuan unconsciously dodged, but felt that this was too cowardly, so he forced his eyes to meet, "...to write the test paper together on weekends?"
"No."
"I don't mean anything else. You and I are the only ones in the school who participated in the Physical Competition and Mathematical Olympiad at the same time. The combination of the strong and the multiplier will get twice the result with half the effort. You should know this truth without me telling you."
Jiang Fuyue smiled: "I don't mean anything else, I just don't think it's necessary."
Ling Xuan: "?"
"Because—I can finish it without waiting until the weekend."