The Mathematics Olympiad class of Linnan No. 1 Middle School is very famous in Linhuai City.
On the one hand, there is a large town called Xujing, which is often found in Maxima, but not often in Bole.
Second, in the past many years, this class has achieved a lot, and the honor it has brought to the school is obvious to all.
Every year, the first prize of the provincial competition must be awarded, and the second and third prizes will not be mentioned. There are also students shortlisted for the winter camp. It is said that two seniors from the previous session also entered the national training team, and finally stood on the IMO to receive the award. Taiwan, to win glory for the country.
The photos are still hanging in the window.
After the two, Xu Jing has never encountered such a good seedling again. Ling Xuan from class one is barely one, and he is also the most promising seed player to enter the winter camp this year.
Usually Xu Jing pays close attention to it.
Well now...
Looking at the back of Jiang Fuyue leaving, he suddenly had a strong premonition that this girl will bring unexpected surprises to everyone in the near future!
"Old Xu! Hey—" the head teacher of Class Seven called him, "Everyone has left, why are you still watching?"
"You don't understand." He grinned happily.
"Didn't you just kidnap a student into your Math Olympiad class? What are you talking about? I seriously suspect that she only agreed to it for the five hundred yuan that the school subsidizes every month."
"No matter what it is for, just promise."
Meng Zhijian finally looked at him squarely. Although Xu Jing was tepid, he was actually more proud than anyone else in his heart.
It's not that he is rude, but that when a person reaches a certain height and realm, he will naturally stand at a bird's-eye view, and many people and things are easily out of sight.
But just now, with his attentiveness, he even used the trick of coaxing, which is not like this person's usual style.
"The student is really so good?"
Xu Jing snorted, and directly picked up the test paper in front of him and threw it to him: "Look for yourself."
two minutes passed—
"Full, points?"
"uh-huh."
"I'm afraid you didn't recite the answer?"
"I called here temporarily, can you recite it for me?"
"Hehe..." Duck didn't have to.
Xu Jing picked up the teacup, took a sip, and leisurely said, "I finally have something to look forward to this year..."
"Beware the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment."
"Go, go, if you can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour, you are just greedy!"
Meng Zhijian couldn't believe it: "Me? Greedy? Are you kidding me!"
"This year's IPhO, how many are you going to send to the national training team?"
Meng Zhijian froze for a second.
IPhO, International Physics Olympiad.
Their school hasn't even made it to the provincial finals in the past three years, so why not return to the national team
"You can make me miserable," Meng Zhijian curled his lips and sat back. "I guess I should be dismissed by this time next year. If there are no good seedlings, it's useless to raise them. It's useless. I just happen to be clean..."
Even so, regret flashed in his eyes.
Originally, Ling Xuan was also talented, but unfortunately his energy was limited, so he had to choose between the Olympiad math class and the Wu Jing class.
"By the way, who is that student? Why don't I have any impression? It stands to reason that this kind of good seedling should have been famous in the grade long ago."
"Oh, Jiang Fuyue." Xu Jing said lightly.
Meng Zhijian almost spit out the sip of water he just drank: "Who?!"
Xu Jing repeated in a good-tempered manner, the same three words.
Teacher Meng was puzzled: "Aside from the last one in the grade, is there another student named 'Jiang Fuyue' in our school?"
"It should be gone."
"!"
…
After the last class in the afternoon, the classroom was soon empty.
"Sister Han," Ge Meng carefully rubbed over, "Shall we still go?"
Jiang Han was at war with heaven and man in his heart.
For a while, it was Jiang Fuyue's dangerous eyes that were so cold that people could freeze to death, and for a while, it was the torment of facing the exercise papers.
After a while, she clenched her teeth, as if she had made up her mind: "Let's go!"
Ge Meng was pleasantly surprised, her face was full of admiration, and she was even moved to the point of tears—she knew Sister Han would not be cowardly, and she would definitely lead them to escape from Jiang Fuyue's perverted clutches! Duck!
But the next second—
Jiang Han: "The toilet smells disgusting. Don't you have extra earplugs? Give me a pair, and I'll use them to plug my nostrils."
Ge Meng: "?"
Another puppy leg followed silently.
When the three of them arrived, Jiang Fuyue was already standing in yesterday's position, leaning back against the railing, taking a good rest.
"Did you bring your homework?" she asked.
Jiang Han nodded slowly: "Take..."
As for Ge Meng and Liu Sisi behind them, they didn't dare speak.
"Let's begin then."
"We've almost finished writing in get out of class time! Really!"
"Yes yes yes..." Ge Meng nodded hastily.
Liu Sisi followed suit.
"Oh?" Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows.
Jiang Han hurriedly flipped through his schoolbag, "If you don't believe me, I'll show it to you..."
"Need not."
"?"
"Now that the homework is done, let's play something else."
Jiang Fuyue pursed her lips, Jiang Han's heart went cold.
…
Ten minutes later, the playground.
Jiang Fuyue stood on the starting point and raised her chin forward: "Five laps, go home after running."
Jiang Han wished he could fall to the ground on the spot, acting in a severe coma.
five laps? ! Isn't this killing her
"Don't... let's talk slowly if we have something to say, everything is negotiable."
Jiang Fuyue's expression remained unchanged, she just squeezed her fists, and then rolled her toes, the seemingly random movements made Jiang Han's scalp tighten.
Ge Meng even jumped far away at the first time, she didn't want to suffer the second kick: "Han, Sister Han, why don't we run?"
Jiang Han gritted his teeth: "... run!" In fact, his heart was bleeding.
In the midsummer evening, the wind was warm, and the ground was shrouded in steaming heat. The whole playground was like a stewing pot with a lid on it.
Jiang Han started panting within two steps, and was already sweating profusely in less than half a circle.
After the first lap, she looked like she was fished out of the river.
Under the setting sun, the trembling fat body seemed to be having a long-lost carnival, "No... no... I can't run anymore..."
Jiang Fuyue rubbed her wrists, and stepped closer.
Jiang Han's pupils shrank, "I'll run! Can't I run?"
On the third lap, Jiang Han felt that his legs were not his own anymore.
On the last lap, Ge Meng and Liu Sisi carried her to the finish line.
At that time, Jiang Fuyue had already finished seven sets of math test papers and ten sets of physics special subjects, put away her schoolbag, stood up, turned and left without saying anything.
"Wait...wait a minute..." Jiang Han panted, "Can I... do my homework tomorrow?"
She was about to cry, how could running smell like homework
Jiang Fuyue didn't turn her head back: "It depends on what subject you want to do." Physical homework is also homework.
"... Written by hand! The kind written by hand!" Jiang Han opened his throat.
When the person disappeared from the distance, Jiang Han rested on the spot for more than ten minutes before recovering.
"Sister Han..." Liu Sisi hesitated to speak.
"If you fart, let it go!" Unscrewing the mineral water Ge Meng handed over, Jiang Han gulped down most of it.
"Why should we endure Jiang Fuyue? Why should we be bullied by her? Who is she?"
Jiang Han was taken aback.
Yes, why
It's not that she can't beat it, cough... well, even if she can't beat it herself, can't she ask for foreign aid
Why are you foolishly allowing yourself to be slaughtered