Finished
Principal Gu, who was talking to Su Cheng, was stunned for a moment, then turned to Meng Fu seriously.
At the same time, Su Di gave half of Meng Fu's certificate to the principal.
The principal is not a math major. This Mathematical Olympiad book was brought to him last time when the director of the third grade of high school gave him suggestions for revision.
At this time, he looked at Su Di handing him the paper and was shocked for a moment. The words on it were very stylish, and each stroke had its own sharpness. It seemed that he had put in hard work.
Seeing this word, the principal's expression softened a lot and he glanced at Meng Fu.
Then he continued to read what Meng Fu had written. Meng Fu wrote a bunch of numerical symbols on it. The principal was not a professional in this. He went back to his seat, picked up the book, opened the answer to the original question, and compared it with the answer.
The answer was very long, almost all written with arguments and formulas. What surprised the principal was that in the first few steps, Meng Fu's writing was completely consistent with the answer. The knowledge was different starting from the fourth step.
This difference is not that a step has been omitted, but that it is completely different from the following two proofs.
This is a proof question and does not have an accurate result.
There is no standard judgment, but if it is different from the answer, it should be wrong.
The reason why Olympiad coaching questions can be called Olympiad coaching questions is because its difficulty has reached a certain level. If you have not studied Olympiad questions specifically, even a good math score will not be able to solve it.
The proof process is different. The teaching assistant next to the principal glanced at it and shook his head: "That's not right." After saying that, the teaching assistant paused and then turned to Meng Fu, curious: "But you actually know the ellipse formula?"
These are not included in junior high school content.
After the assistant teacher finished speaking, Zhao Fan, who was beside Meng Fu, exhaled. She was really crazy. For a moment, she thought that Meng Fu could really do it.
This is an Olympiad question, and it is given to the top math geniuses in the world.
Don't be surprised if you can't do it, it's normal.
Zhao Fan held his forehead, leaned next to Meng Fu, and said in a low voice, "You only need to go to the first year of high school. The first middle school allows you to study here as a first year of high school. It is enough to shut up those black people, and the one who rejected you yesterday director."
Principal Gu had already expected that Meng Fu wouldn't be able to do it, so he didn't find it strange.
But this time, he was not so stiff towards Meng Fu. Although Meng Fu didn't show it, it was obvious that she had indeed learned some high school knowledge.
Especially her good calligraphy, Principal Gu couldn't help but admire her.
He looked at Meng Fu and saw Meng Fu staring at the Olympiad book and the answer sheet in his hand without saying anything.
Principal Gu smiled, and his tone and expression became kinder this time, "This is a competition question. You won't be normal. Except for those who have participated in competition tutoring, there are very few people in our school who can do it. Student Meng, in fact, this There is no shame in being a freshman in high school..."
Because of Meng Fu's character, Principal Gu rarely cherished talents.
He casually tucked the paper written by Meng Fu into the book.
"No, please, I don't think it's necessary." Meng Fu turned his head and looked at Su Cheng.
Su Cheng understood, he stood up and said goodbye to the principal.
With Principal Gu's approval, this opportunity was too rare. At this time, Meng Fu actually dropped the ball
Zhao Fan was on the side and glanced at Meng Fu. His eyes almost cramped. Meng Fu didn't notice it and still walked out with Su Cheng.
**
Waiting out the door of the principal's office.
Zhao Fan scratched his hair. He was very confused and collapsed: "Why? Tell me why you don't study hard in No. 1 Middle School. This opportunity is once in a lifetime."
"It's nothing," Meng Fu opened the door and got in the car. When she heard Zhao Fan's words, she closed her eyes and her tone sounded a little cold: "It's not necessary. The first high school may not be as good as imagined."
"Not as good as expected?" Zhao Fan also got in the car, sat upright and looked at Meng Fu, puzzled.
Meng Fu opened the document on her phone and looked through the script Zhao Fan gave her last night. "Well, the principal and teaching assistants are both very low-level."
Are the principal and teaching assistants very low level
Zhao Fan opened her mouth. She looked at Meng Fu and really wanted to know where she had the confidence to say that.
"Then you are not going to continue reading?" Zhao Fan asked softly.
Meng Fu doesn't plan to go to high school anymore, and Zhao Fan can accept it. After all, in the end, everything still depends on his works.
Just before Meng Fu’s works came out
Meng Fu didn't say anything. She always read the script at a glance, flipping through the document quickly. A new message suddenly popped up on the top of her phone, which was WeChat authentication.
She opened it and took a look.
The person who added her entered the verification message as Jiang Xinchen.
Meng Fu thought about the Jiang family's affairs, but Jiang Yu refused to tell her, so she agreed and planned to ask Jiang Xinchen when she had time.
On the other side of the phone, Jiang Xinchen, who had added Meng Fu, was just staring at the screen of the phone. His hand holding the phone was tightening. When he saw that a red new message symbol suddenly appeared on the message page, he clicked it to take a look -
The other party has passed your verification message
Jiang Xinchen breathed a sigh of relief. He clicked on Meng Fu's dialog box and kept wondering what to post. He even went to the class group to steal the emoticons sent by several girls, but in the end he didn't dare to post them.
Here, after adding Jiang Xinchen, Meng Fu put him in the back of her mind, because just when she agreed to Jiang Xinchen's WeChat request, someone sent her a new message.
It's a picture of Go, with a sentence attached -
Where do you think this guy should go
Meng Fu clicked on the big picture of Go and looked at it for a while. It was a fighting game. The white stone obviously lacked stamina and the black stone was very murderous. From the whole chess game, it seemed that the person holding the black stone was sure of victory.
This chess game is indeed interesting.
Meng Fu also studied it for a long time.
Next to her, Zhao Fan, who couldn't wait for her answer, came over and stopped asking Meng Fu if he wanted to continue studying in high school. When he saw this picture, he was surprised: "Are you playing chess?"
She remembered that when she was filming a live variety show a few days ago, the chess game in the backyard of Meng Fu's house had been trending.
"No, I'm helping people watch chess." Meng Fu said as he marked a few positions on the picture and resent the picture to the other party.
"Are you really good at playing chess?" Zhao Fan just asked casually. When Meng Fu said this, she was really surprised.
Before she could open her eyes, when Meng Fu sent the picture, Zhao Fan happened to see Meng Fu's note at the top of the dialog box -
Very simple: Xu
May
Promise what
Zhao Fan couldn't help but think about it. She had worked with Meng Fu for two years, and she had never heard Meng Fu mention the surname "Xu".
She was still thinking that after Meng Fu replied to the message, he had returned to the script page.
Zhao Fan and Su Cheng had both read these scripts, and the ones that finally reached Meng Fu were all high-quality scripts.
Zhao Fan took a quick look and knew which film Meng Fu was holding. She was quite surprised: "Spy, do you like this script?"
She originally thought that Meng Fu would like one of the costume light comedies, but she didn't expect that she would like this kind of drama.
The Lost Shadow is a film and television show produced in the Republic of China.
Su Cheng was driving the car in front. After listening to the two people's words, he glanced in the rearview mirror and said, "The Spy Movie is indeed the highest quality among them. Do you want to star in this show?"
After Meng Fu was rejected during her audition, people around her, from Su Cheng to Zhao Fan and even Su Di, wanted to help her get a better movie urgently.
Meng Fu also knew that the works in the entertainment industry were the most important. After hearing Su Cheng's words, she turned off her phone and said, "Yes."
"Okay." Su Cheng withdrew his gaze and said only one word softly, and nothing else.
**
"Bourne" is an espionage film adapted from a novel that is very popular on the Internet.
The director and screenwriter took over the show a few years ago and the script was already written. However, the show was shelved due to a scandal involving the heroine chosen for the first time by Weibo. They did not attract much investment, and now it is all the rage on the Internet. It is a costume drama and a modern ethics drama. This kind of spy film of the Republic of China. Although the novel has become popular, most people are not optimistic about it when it is adapted into film and television. Fans of the original work also strongly requested not to ruin the drama.
Because of this, "Bourne" has been shelved until now and has not officially started filming.
Recently, Director Gao finally made up his mind and decided to spend his own money to recruit the remaining staff and make sure to film this drama.
Director Gao has also produced two popular TV series and is also a relatively well-known director in the industry.
After he released the script, many Xiaohua expressed their interest.
At this time, Director Gao was at home looking through film and television clips of these interested little flowers.
The cell phone in his pocket rang at this time.
He glanced at it, it was planning.
"Hello." Director Gao took a puff of cigarette and answered the phone. His voice was a little hoarse.
The planner seemed to pause for a moment, and then said something.
After listening, Director Gao said nothing. He only held his mobile phone and the cigarette in his other hand was shaking slightly. "Wait, say it again."
"I said, investment father gave me an additional 200 million." The planner was also in a daze.
Director Gao put it together by himself and solicited investment from everywhere. Now the total is only 90 million, so he planned to keep all the props simple when the time comes, but he didn't expect that the investment dad would give him a piece of pie!
Director Gao stood up excitedly, and the fireworks in his hand burned to the edge of his fingers. He didn't pay much attention, "Two hundred million?!"
"Yeah." The planner nodded there.
Director Gao moved his chair, walked to the window, and calmed down a little, "With 200 million, I am absolutely confident that this drama will be a success. The day after tomorrow, I will let the previously scheduled heroines come to audition."
"I'm confident in your ability," the planner's voice was quite calm, "Don't rush the audition. The investors have recommended someone to you. I took a look and it turns out he's a member of a recent girl group, a popular star, and a high-level director. Please think about it carefully."
After hearing this, Director Gao calmed down. Sure enough, this investment was not for no reason, but was brought into the group.
Director Gao has always disliked this kind of traffic stars. Most of them can't act or even memorize their lines, so they rely on post-dubbing to cut out pictures.
He already has two little girls he likes who have acting skills and a temperament that suits the heroine.
This time the investor brought in a heroine, which made Director Gao a little uninterested.
He pressed the cigarette into the ashtray and pursed his lower lip: "The heroine of this drama is an agent, and she takes a dark and sassy approach. If she doesn't perform well, the drama will be ruined." Director Gao also has his own insistence on the bottom line. , he frowned and shook his head: "Go tell them and let her audition with others the day after tomorrow. If she fails, the crew will not let her play the female lead."
The producer comforted him, "Don't be decadent. What if this is someone with spiritual energy? Haven't you been unable to find your favorite heroine candidate?"
"Is aura just memorizing lines and numbers?" Director Gao has seen such popular artists before, and is not looking forward to the popular artist who will bring money to join the group two days later.
**
next day
One middle school.
The teacher, who thought he was slightly chubby, knocked on the door of the principal's temporary residence in No. 1 Middle School, "Principal, you have to solve the problem for me in the competition class that I asked you a few days ago."
He is the head teacher of the Rocket Class in the third year of high school and the leader of the mathematics competition group of No. 1 Middle School.
He is also a celebrity in the mathematics community of T Province.
A few days ago, I proposed a math competition question to the principal.
The principal raised his head from the computer. He picked up the teacup and gave him the competition questions he brought back from the office: "I have applied for a question bank from the Mathematics Department of Peking University."
"Thank you, principal," the head teacher of Rocket Class smiled when he heard this, "This year there are two young talents that I think can take the independent admissions exam at Zhouda University. The questions at Zhouda University have always been very perverted, and these competition questions are still a bit behind. …”
As he spoke, he flipped through the math competition exercises in his hand.
As soon as I flipped through it, a piece of paper fell out.
"What is this?" The head teacher bent down and picked it up casually.
Principal Gu recognized that this was the proof question that Meng Fu had written yesterday afternoon. He replied slowly: "Just a little girl who doesn't know how high the world is. She doesn't study well in the first year of high school. If she insists on skipping two grades in a row and the third year of high school, I will let her do it." When she came up with a competition question, she wrote it for ten minutes and then said she had finished it. When she got it right, the answer was wrong. This shocked her and made her angry. If our school could do the Olympiad question, it was the seed of the competition... "
"Principal Gu." The head teacher interrupted him.
The principal raised his eyebrows: "What?"
The head teacher opened the original question, put the proof process next to the original question, and said word for word: "You are wrong, she proved it."