Zhou Chao reached out and covered Jing Ci's mouth viciously: "Shut up! Don't talk!"
The two of them sat in the second row of the middle row, almost right under the teacher's nose, and their goals were very obvious. Teacher Zhao caught sight of Zhou Chao's movements, and immediately slapped the table and roared: "Zhou Chao, what are you doing?! Give me a break! I'm ashamed to get such a score in the exam!"
Zhou Chao burst into tears.
My own score is placed before, but Teacher Zhao will praise me fiercely! But now...
He glanced at his deskmate who was pretending to be invisible without knowing it, and rushed to the table.
If you are born super, why don't you say goodbye!
The rest of the competition class also had stiff faces, dull eyes, and even began to doubt life.
Jing Ci got the highest score in the class
how can that be? !
Not to mention that he has never been exposed to Mathematics Olympiad before, who in the second year of high school doesn't know the Jing Ci of Class Seven.
Fighting, skipping classes and dyeing his hair yellow, he dares to do anything except study!
However, this is the kind of person who first took the first place in their entire grade, and now also took the first place in the competition class!
The person who has always been a top student no matter where he goes, can't help but start to question his IQ in his heart.
It was as if Jiang Chong had been slapped across the air, his cheeks were hot, and he hardly dared to look up.
He stared at the test paper on the table with disbelief in his eyes.
I only scored 75 points in the test, but Jing Ci scored 82 in the test!
This is still in the case that he has never learned Mathematical Olympiad.
Don't talk about getting back on the field-
Jiang Chong closed his eyes, his hands trembling slightly.
Now that Jing Ci has started to learn Mathematical Olympiad with them, can he surpass him in this life
Xueba are also gossips, especially when such a shocking thing happened. Before the end of the first evening self-study get out of class, the news that Jingci Olympiad took the first place in the competition class was spread on the forum.
[Eighty-eighth floor: Damn it! Quickly bring my Italian broadsword! I want to cut my knees! !]
[Eighty-ninth floor: What the hell? ! This unscientific! How the hell is that possible? !]
[Ninth Floor: Everyday! 82! ! ! Jing Ci never learned Mathematical Olympiad, right? ? If he has learned this, he will not be able to go to heaven? ! Ahhh, I suddenly feel that I can look forward to this year's National Mathematical League!]
[Ninety-ninth floor: I don't know what to say! My God, I knelt down and handed the water-based pen to the boss.]
[One hundred and eighth floor: Seeing that 95% of the people in the main building who choose Jing Ci can only take the test of 0-10, suddenly feel inexplicably slapped in the face...]
[Floor 120: Damn it's the highest rating...a knee to Jingshen.]
[One hundred and thirty third floor: This man is terrifying... I am convinced...]
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While the forum posts were constantly being refreshed, in the classroom of Class 21, Qiao Anyan, who was reciting vocabulary words, suddenly got stuck.
The tip of the pen under his hand shook countless times, but he just couldn't figure out how to spell the words he had memorized before.
He dropped the pen with a gloomy expression, and slammed the table in annoyance.
After the midterm exam, Qiao Anyan discovered a secret. As long as he wants his brain to get better, he really can.
He tried it for a week, replaying this thought in his mind every minute and every second.
Gradually, Chaos' unenlightened head became much better than before. Although it was not as flattering as it was at the beginning of rebirth, at least the teacher's lectures were understandable.
Knowing that his golden finger was still there and hadn't disappeared, but something went wrong for some reason, Qiao Anyan heaved a sigh of relief.
Although he was young when he died, the little ink in his belly had already been returned to the teacher.
Not to mention starting from high school, even from junior high school, he couldn't keep up with the teacher's progress.
He has a bad mind, he has to learn something that others can learn once, and he has to learn it several times. Qiao Anyan really doesn't have the time or the patience to learn it little by little.
He pinned all his hopes on the golden finger brought by his rebirth, but unexpectedly, there was something wrong with his golden finger again.
Qiao Anyan clenched his fingers, pushed the textbook aside, tried his best to calm himself down, and began to repeat his obsession in his heart day after day.
At this time, in the science office of the second year of high school, Teacher Liu finished preparing for tomorrow's class, picked up his mobile phone and checked the forum, and saw this post unexpectedly. He had learned about Jing Ci's grades from Zhao Feng a long time ago, but he was still inexplicably happy when he saw the post.
Teacher Liu put down his cell phone, took a big sip of chrysanthemum tea, glanced at Zhang Jing seemingly unintentionally, and coughed hard.
Teacher Wang, who teaches chemistry, has a good relationship with him. When he heard his cough, he immediately turned around and said, "Old Liu, do you have a cold?"
"A little bit," Mr. Liu rubbed his temples and sighed, "I'm getting older, my resistance is weak, and my brain is not working well." He paused and asked Mr. Wang: "By the way, Lao Wang, Jing Ci this time How many points did you score in the Mathematics Olympiad? Why did I forget."
Teacher Wang glanced at his grinning mouth, and said helplessly, "82."
"Hey," Teacher Liu put the chrysanthemum tea in his hand on the table, strolled around in front of the office, and sighed shaking his head: "This score is not good, the national competition is still a bit dangerous."
Zhang Jing took a deep breath and clenched the pen tightly.
Teacher Liu put his hands behind his back and said seriously: "Tomorrow I have to give him a good meal! According to the general test, the full score is 120 points, and at least 90 points are required to pass the test!"
With a click, Zhang Jing accidentally tore off a piece of the lesson plan in her hand.
Teacher Liu returned to his seat and sat down, leaning on the back of the chair, thinking for a while and then said: "Old Wang, you don't know that Jing Ci looks indifferent, but he is actually very enthusiastic. The notes our class Yingjiao uses now, He wrote it all down!"
He paused, and continued: "Hey, you said that I am entangled, and I am afraid of delaying his study, and it is difficult to dispel his enthusiasm. Why is this kid so sensible, and he knows how to share the burden for the teacher..."
Zhang Jing couldn't stand listening anymore, put the pen on the table with a livid face, and walked out of the office quickly.
Teacher Liu looked at her hurrying back and laughed three times in his heart. It was as refreshing as drinking iced Coke in the dog days.
In the small classroom of the competition class, after announcing the results, Mr. Zhao started to lecture with the paper in one hand and chalk in the other.
Jing Ci followed his train of thought, went through his mistakes in his mind from beginning to end, and found several places that should not be wrong.
He pursed his lips, picked up the pen, and marked down the key points. I plan to find a few more questions of the same type to do when I go back, so as not to make the same mistake again.
There is no rest period between the two self-study classes in the competition class, and you can only go to the toilet once in the middle.
After Mr. Zhao finished the test paper, he explained a new section. His timing was just right, the last stroke of the blackboard was finished, and it happened to be the end of the second period of evening self-study.
"Let's end this class here." Teacher Zhao patted the chalk dust on his hands, with a solemn face: "Next month will be the provincial preliminary competition of the National Mathematical League. There is not too long between the preliminary competition and the rematch. It's a national competition and you hardly have a few days to breathe..."
He paused, and his eyes slowly swept over everyone: "I said this not to put pressure on you, but to remind you. You have spent so much energy and time this year, not just walking It’s a cutscene. I’m very dissatisfied with yesterday’s test results, so go back and think about it.”
"The people sitting here are all the top students among the top students in our provincial experiment. They should understand what I mean. Okay, get out of class!"
Teacher Zhao walked out of the classroom with the book in his arms, and other people in the class also left one after another.
Jing Ci was not in a hurry to leave, he put his test paper flat into the clip and clamped it, and then began to tidy up other things on the table in a leisurely manner.
"You go back first," Zhou Chao carelessly threw his schoolbag on his back, looked at him and said, "I have to go to the laundry room to get my school uniform later, do you want to bring something back for you?"
There is a laundry room next to the Provincial Experiment Store. Many students are too lazy to do their own laundry, so they send their clothes to the laundry room for washing.
"No, I have nothing to buy." Jing Ci thanked him for his kindness, and walked out of the classroom with him.
Zhou Chao walked in the opposite direction. Jing Ci closed the door and was about to turn around when a person suddenly rushed over.
"My speech!!" Li Zhou hooked his arms around his neck, his face flushed with excitement: "Why are you so good?! This time you are number one again hahahahahaha!"
Zheng Que also jumped up and blew rainbow farts at Jing Ci: "It's too embarrassing for our seventh class leader!! Boss, do you want my knee?! Give it to you! Give it all to you!"
Seeing that the smile on Yingjiao's face faded, He Porridge quickly tore the two men away from Jing Ci's body: "What are you doing? Jing Ci can bear the pressure from you two?!"
"Cough," Zheng Que scratched his head embarrassingly, let go of his hand, and Li Zhou also retreated back embarrassingly.
Yingjiao reached out to take Jing Ci's schoolbag, and said with a light smile, "Little classmate, congratulations, you are amazing."
Jing Ci shook his head, just about to speak. Peng Chengcheng suddenly took out a paint sprayer from behind, and sprayed wildly at him expressionlessly.
Jing Ci was immediately covered in ribbons all over his head and face.
Yingjiao gave Peng Chengcheng a cold look, and Peng Chengcheng pulled the corner of his lower lip stiffly: "I haven't sprayed it before, so I can't be accurate."
"Get out of here." Ying Jiao frowned and pushed Peng Chengcheng and the others away, holding Jing Ci's face to pick off the ribbon for him: "Did you get it in your eyes?"
"No." Jing Ji reached out and tore off a few ribbons: "It doesn't matter."
Zheng Que also scratched him twice on the head. He didn't care about being beaten by Yingjiao, and jumped to the side with a smile.
"I'm treating you tonight to celebrate your first place in the exam." Yingjiao looked at Jing Ci with soft eyes: "What do you like to eat? Barbecue or crayfish?"
Zheng Que was gearing up next to him, eager to try: "Ahhh! I need a few more bottles of beer!"
"No need," Jing Ci tactfully refused, his face was normal, he didn't look like the person who just got the first place in the exam: "I just got lucky this time."
"How can we not use it!" Before Yingjiao could speak, Zheng Que suddenly rushed in front of Jing Ci, and while walking back, he said, "This number one is so valuable! Number one in the mathematics competition class! We must High until dawn is worthy of this precious 82 points!"
"It's really nothing," Jing Ci bent down, threw the ribbon in his hand into the trash can, and said calmly, "It's just a small quiz."
He turned his head and smiled at Yingjiao, and said sincerely: "Thank you, I appreciate it, don't waste money."
"Wow," Zheng Que pulled He Porridge, pointed at Jing Ci and exclaimed: "See, this is the real master! Look at this calmness! What is the first place? We don't care at all!"
Just as He Porridge was about to say a few more words, a few earth-shattering firecrackers suddenly sounded in his ears.
Unprepared, he was so frightened that the fat on his face trembled.
"Fuck, I'm going to die, who the hell is setting off firecrackers so late!" He patted his chest and let out a long breath: "I'm sick."
He wanted to find some recognition from other people, but when he turned his head, he saw Yingjiao walking behind Jing Ci.
"Scared?" Yingjiao patted Jingci's back: "It's okay, Huihuihun, don't be afraid."
He changed Jing Ci's schoolbag to be carried on his shoulders, and covered his ears with his hands: "Brother, cover it for you."
Jing Ji quickly declined: "No need..."
"Don't move," Yingjiao took the opportunity to rub his ears, and said with a smile: "It's only played a few times, and it will definitely be played later. It's too loud, what if it hurts your ears?"
He looked down at Jing Ci's side face, gently pushed his leg with his knee, and said in a low voice: "Be obedient, don't be stubborn with brother, let's go."
He Congee: "..."
An old rascal! This can take advantage of loopholes!
He Porridge took a deep breath, looked at Yingjiao, and said with a smirk: "Brother Jiao, I was also scared just now."
"Oh," Ying Jiao glanced at him expressionlessly, and covered Jing Ci's ears tightly: "Are you a Nian beast? You're afraid of setting off firecrackers."
He Congee: "..."
He Porridge was so angry that he turned around and walked towards the school gate. He was crazy to want to stay with Yingjiao in the dormitory tonight!
Live a few!
Peng Chengcheng looked at Yingjiao, who looked like a human being with his ears covered, and at the back of He Porridge, who was swaying fat and fat. He was silent for a moment, and then he also pulled Zheng Que away.
The group of people who were still playing around just now, there were only three left in an instant.
Li Zhou looked at Yingjiao and Jing Ci tremblingly, not knowing what was going on, a kind of desolation of being single suddenly appeared in his heart.
Finally, he went back to the dormitory with difficulty, afraid that Yingjiao would come to visit later, Li Zhou grabbed a few packs of cream melon seeds, forgot to say hello, and ran to Wu Weicheng in a hurry.
Yingjiao didn't follow to their dormitory as he expected, he handed Jing Ci his schoolbag and went back to his dormitory.
Jing Ci thanked him and closed the dormitory door.
He didn't change his clothes immediately, but took out the blue clip containing the test paper from his school bag, and took out the Olympiad paper that was issued today.
Then he took out the key of the cabinet, opened his cabinet, and took out a cookie box from the bottom.
The box is not filled with cookies, but a few square, neatly stacked sheets of paper. It's the papers from the last midterm exam, every subject is there.
Jing Ci sat on the bed, took the Olympiad paper, took out a pen from his schoolbag, and wrote a line on it: No. 1 in the Olympiad test at the end of November (the score is very unsatisfactory).
After finishing writing, he put the pen aside, his eyes lingered on the word "first place" for a few seconds, he took out the other test papers in the box and read them one by one, the corners of his lips slowly curled up. up.
Jing Ci glanced at the door of the dormitory, and listened to the movement outside, guessing that Li Zhou would not come back for a while. He didn't hide the emotion on his face anymore, he shook the iron box containing the papers, and secretly laughed twice. A pair of eyes are shining, full of light.
The author has something to say: small theater, win pride: I am not coquettish enough, let the little classmates hide their emotions in front of me, let me put a big move next—