This year's International Olympiad continued the habit of previous years. The three questions on the test paper were progressively more difficult from the front to the back.
Last year, the entire Huaguo team was stuck on the last question of the first test, which led to the total score being pulled away, and they missed the first place in the group.
After getting the test paper, Jing Ci went through it first. I set a position for each question in my heart, and after stabilizing my mood, I picked up a pen and started to calculate on the draft paper.
The four-and-a-half-hour exam should have been long and difficult, but Jing Ci had no distractions and hardly felt the passage of time.
"Oh my god, I'm suffocating." In the hotel room, Wang Qiong came out of the toilet and let out a long breath: "The moment I urinate, I feel that my life has been sublimated."
Jing Ji didn't want to talk to him about whether he was promoted or not, because he couldn't hold it anymore. He pushed Wang Qiong away and rushed into the toilet quickly.
This was the first time Wang Qiong saw him anxious, and it was strange for no reason. He leaned against the wall and said loudly to the inside: "Hey, thinking about the fact that we will have to eat in the hotel later, I don't feel appetizing. It's too bad. Really, I regret not bringing a bottle of Laogan now. Come mom."
Jing Ci didn't speak.
After a while, until the toilet started to flush, his faint voice came from inside the door: "Do you think this is a good time to discuss food with me?"
"What's the matter?" Wang Qiong didn't care at all, and said triumphantly: "I can still have a piece of candy when I squat on the toilet."
Jing Ci: "..."
He finally knew how Wang Qiong got that body.
Jing Ci washed his hands and opened the door: "Let's go, you have to eat if you don't want to."
"That's right." Wang Qiong sighed and pulled out the room card: "Let's go."
After meeting with other team members, several people went downstairs together. Including the team leader, everyone tacitly did not mention the exam, talked and laughed, had a meal, and then went back to their rooms to rest.
The next morning, it was still the exam.
But this time after the exam, it was completely liberated. From the obvious relaxed expressions of the contestants after they left the exam room, it can be seen that the mental state is completely different from the first time.
Huaguo's two team leaders are very experienced. They have passed all the exams and the results have already been determined. It is completely unnecessary to ask the scores to estimate the scores.
You have to study hard when you are studying, and play hard when you should play.
So, in the next two and a half days, the team leaders took Jing Ci and others, not only went around the local landmark attractions, but also went to several restaurants with good reputations.
Although the schedule was very fast and everyone was tired from running, they were all very happy.
"This photo is really well taken." In the afternoon, Wang Qiong was lying on the hotel bed, browsing the news in the WeChat group, and said to Jing Ci: "It seems that I have lost a lot of weight."
When going out to play, a group of people took a lot of photos with the national flag. It is too troublesome to send to the team members one by one, so I put them all in the group.
Jing Ci looked down, it was indeed good. Like Wang Qiong, he entered the group to save the photos in it, and occasionally sent one or two interesting ones to Yingjiao.
These days, Jing Ci doesn't have much contact with Yingjiao. For one thing, there is a time difference of almost seven hours between the two of them, and there is very little free overlapping time. Secondly, Yingjiao also started the final exam, and Jing Ci didn't want to distract him.
At this moment, calculating that Yingjiao had almost returned home from his self-study next night, he sent a message.
"I'm watching TV." Wang Qiong finished the chat record and said to Jing Ci: "Do you want to sleep?"
"Don't sleep." Jing Ci was sifting through the photos, and said without raising his head when he heard the words: "Look at whatever you want."
Wang Qiong pressed the switch button, and there was a burst of whistles and laughter in the room. Jing Ci listened carefully, it was a talk show.
Wang Qiong frowned and changed the channel. But the show that I usually like very much, but now I feel that it is too noisy. He turned off the TV irritably, and threw the remote control on the bed: "Don't watch it!"
Jing Ci turned to him: "What's wrong?"
"I'm nervous." Wang Qiong didn't want to say it, so as not to appear unsteady. But when Jing Ci asked this question, he couldn't help it immediately: "The results will be out later, and I don't know how the exam is."
Last year's competition results came out around 4:00 p.m. local time, and now it's past 3:30 p.m.
In fact, Wang Qiong felt that he did well in the exam, but as long as the score was not available, he would have no idea.
Jing Ci didn't feel anything at first, but when he said that, he suddenly became nervous. He put down his phone calmly, and said calmly, "Go downstairs and take a walk?"
Wang Qiong stood up suddenly, took out a tissue and wiped the sweat on his palms: "Let's go."
The weather outside is nice, neither too hot nor too cold. The two of them left the hotel lobby and were about to discuss where to go when the phone in Jing Ci's pocket buzzed and vibrated, it was a WeChat video invitation.
"You pick it up." Wang Qiong said wittily, "I'll walk around."
Jing Ci nodded, found a well-lit corner and pressed the answer button.
Yingjiao's face suddenly appeared on the screen, his hair was wet, and a towel was still hanging around his neck: "I just took a shower, I didn't see any news, are you outside?"
"Yeah." Jing Ci introduced the surrounding situation to him, pointed the camera outside and turned around: "The environment here is very good, the results are coming out soon, I... a little restless, so I went downstairs."
Yingjiao laughed, it was rare to see Jing Ci nervous because of his exam results.
He sat on the sofa, didn't mention it again, and said, "Are you going to be fine tomorrow except for the closing ceremony? When will you be back the day after tomorrow?"
The air tickets were all booked by the team leader, and Jing Ci didn't know the exact time at first.
"There is also a dinner party, the plane at 3 o'clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow, and then..." Jing Ci made some calculations, and said, "I will land at 8 o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow."
"It's a pity." Yingjiao said regretfully, "I was at school at that time." He paused, and then asked, "But you still have dinner?"
Jing Ci nodded.
"Why didn't you tell me before?"
Jing Ji didn't care: "It's not a big deal." If Yingjiao hadn't talked about tomorrow, he would have almost forgotten about it.
"Why not?" Yingjiao raised his eyebrows: "What are you wearing?"
Jing Ji was very straightforward in this regard, and without thinking about it, he said: "Team uniform, so is Wang Qiong."
Yingjiao: "..."
Yingjiao was amused by him: "Farewell, baby, are you here to participate or to disrupt the stage?" He picked up the towel and wiped it on his head casually, and said: "If I knew it, I would have ordered a set for you. suit."
"No need." Jing Ji really didn't think it was necessary. He didn't know what happened to other countries. Anyway, his teammates were not so formal.
"Let's order a set, I will always need it later." Yingjiao lowered the temperature of the air conditioner in the living room, and leaned lazily on the back of the sofa: "I know your size, but there is a detail that needs to be followed. You confirm."
Jing Ci subconsciously followed his topic: "What?"
Yingjiao licked his lower lip and lowered his voice: "Are you used to putting it on the left or the right?"
Jing Ci was a little confused by what he said, and didn't react for a while: "Huh?"
"While wearing underwear," Yingjiao looked into Jing Ci's eyes and said ambiguously, "Which side are you used to...?"
Jing Ci's face turned red, he looked around in embarrassment, and protested softly: "Brother, I'm outside."
"What's going on outside?" Yingjiao was so thick-skinned that he didn't feel anything at all: "There is no one around you, hurry up, or do you want me to ask a few more times?"
"No," Jing Ji rubbed his face hard, and said with a guilty conscience, "Left, left."
"Okay, I'll make a note of it." Yingjiao looked at his blushing face, feeling very itchy in his heart, and deliberately played tricks: "Jingshen, I know you so well, don't you have to know me too?"
Jing Ji immediately understood what he meant, but it was a bit too much for him to flirt with his boyfriend outside in broad daylight. He looked up at Yingjiao, showing weakness: "Brother..."
"Yeah." Yingjiao was unmoved, motioning for him to continue talking.
Jing Ci lowered his eyes, his face was burning hot. After a long time of mental construction, I just gritted my teeth and asked softly: "Then... which side are you used to?"
The more obedient he is, the more Yingjiao wants to bully him, he picks his lips viciously: "Don't you know when you come back and see for yourself?"
Jing Ci shook his hand, and the camera moved down a few inches.
"I do not want to see?"
Jing Ji turned his head in embarrassment, and forced himself to say: "...no."
Yingjiao smiled in satisfaction, and was about to say something. Wang Qiong suddenly screamed and rushed over like a cannonball.
His face was flushed and his lips were trembling. Without saying a word, he reached out and hugged Jing Ci directly.
Unprepared, Jing Ci was hit by him and took a few steps back, almost dropping her phone on the ground. But he had a vague premonition in his heart, so he didn't push Wang Qiong away.
Sure enough, before he could ask, Wang Qiong said excitedly: "We, we are number one!!!"
He grabbed Jing Ci's shoulder, his eyes were red: "The teacher just said in the group! Number one, we are really number one!" He wiped his face, trying to calm himself down: "The teacher told us to go up. "
Jing Ci's eyes were frighteningly bright, and it was with great difficulty that he maintained his superficial calm.
He took a deep breath, squeezed his stiff fingers, and raised the phone again: "Brother, I..."
"Congratulations." Ying Jiao had stood up from the sofa at some point, and he looked at Jing Ci without blinking, with pride and surprise that could not be concealed on his face.
Even though it has happened too many times, Yingjiao was still shocked by him.
He had browsed the relevant news, and knew how difficult it was for the first one to come amidst the unanimous bad-mouthing outside.
Jing Ci was so amazing that he was so at a loss for words that he didn't know how to praise him.
Yingjiao calmed down his violent heartbeat, and said slowly: "You are busy with your work, I will hang up first. You don't have to worry about the domestic side, I will inform Teacher Liu and them."
Jing Ci nodded vigorously and put away the phone.
At 16:09 local time, the results of this international competition were fully announced.
After losing for four consecutive years, the Huaguo team slapped those arrogant foreigners with a total score of 213 and became the well-deserved first place.
Among them, Jing Ci scored a high score of 41, making great contributions to this first place.
The other team members were not to be outdone, and followed closely behind. Cen Hai played steadily, with a total score of 40. But Wang Qiong performed exceptionally and scored 38 points in the test.
The total score of the group first, won the hardware and one silver.
So far, the Huaguo team has been ashamed, showing the whole world what is called the return of the king with an invincible attitude.
At the closing ceremony, under the leadership of the team leader, the six team members stepped onto the podium one by one with the national flag in hand.
On the giant screen above them, their personal information was clearly displayed to the audience—
People's Republic of China
Ci Jing
Hai Cen
Qiong Wang
...
The shutter of the on-site camera clicked, freezing the glory of this moment forever.
When Jing Ci and the others stepped down, they just bumped into the second-placed foreign team.
"It's the one who walked in the front. He kept squinting at us before." Wang Qiong whispered next to Jing Ji's ear: "How did it turn out, isn't it overwhelmed by us? Ha! Ha! Ha!"
Jing Ci raised his eyes and looked over, just in time to meet the team member's gaze.
He smiled provocatively, then raised his right hand slightly, and raised the national flag in his hand.
The bright red flag slowly rolled out in front of his eyes, and the foreign player's eyes froze, as if he had been stabbed, and he quickly looked away.
When the news came back to China, both the media and netizens were blown up.
The number one that I have been looking forward to for four years is not enough to describe it as precious.
The media rushed to report this matter, not only the press releases were full of praise, but even the headlines were very bold.
[International Mathematical Olympiad, Huaguo team is back! Successfully won the championship!]
[A historic comeback! Congratulations to Huaguo for winning the team first place in the International Mathematical Olympiad, winning five gold medals and one silver medal!]
[Who said that the Hua Guo Mathematical Olympiad has declined? Huaguo Brain is still Huaguo Brain.]
The photos of Jing Ci and the others at the closing ceremony were not only reprinted by major media, but even appeared on TV.
Even the official media made a special post on Weibo to celebrate their regaining the number one spot. So much so that this matter rushed to the hot search in one breath. Although it was only in the bottom few, it also attracted a lot of attention.
Netizens were dumbfounded. After all, they didn't have any hope before. They kept saying that the most important thing is to participate. Who knew that such a surprise would finally come.
[Ah, ah, so excited! I am more excited than I was admitted to university! Really great!]
[sharp! Thumbs up for the six players!]
[congratulations! The younger brothers and younger sisters are really uplifting!]
[Unbelievable! When I got up, I was blowing wildly!]
[Suddenly discovered a terrifying thing... Why do these top students look better than the other? Especially the one in the middle, who studies better than us, and looks better than us...]
[Upstairs, please shut up, I don't want to hear it, thank you!]
The provincial experiment was full of joy, and a huge banner was hung on the school gate the next morning—
Congratulations to Jing Ci, a student from Class 7, Grade 2, who won the gold medal in the International Mathematical Olympiad!
Even the homepage of the campus network has been updated. The headmaster personally wrote the news and put a group photo of the former Jingci with the school teachers.
Overseas, after the closing ceremony is over, everyone should go back to their rooms and announce the good news to their families. As for Jing Ci, because he was the highest scorer in the team this time, he had to accept a personal interview.
After greeting the reporter, Jing Ci sat down at the table.
His face was as usual and his eyes were steady, and he didn't dodge or feel awkward when facing the camera, as if the person taking the photo didn't exist.
Before the opening, he asked first: "Is this interview in the form of a press release or a video?"
The young reporter on the opposite side didn't know what was wrong. His faint gaze swept over him, and suddenly a trembling from a scumbag suddenly rose in his heart. He straightened his back involuntarily, and said with a smile: "You are so handsome. Video, of course."
Jing Ci nodded, indicating that he knew.
The interview was nothing new, it was all the old stuff: the feeling of winning the gold medal, the learning experience of these years, etc., until the reporter asked: "What is your hobby?"
Jing Ci said truthfully: "Mathematics."
reporter:"… "
The reporter thought he would talk about basketball and badminton, but he didn't expect to get such an answer. Just as he was about to ask again, he heard Jing Ci say again: "Recently, I am more interested in the limit of functions."
The reporter remembered that he was tortured by this when he was taking the postgraduate entrance examination, and he forgot all about it immediately after graduation. How could anyone be interested in this thing? He repeated in disbelief: "Function limit?"
"Yeah." There was paper and a pen on the table, and Jing Ci took it over and quickly wrote a few words on it—
f(x)→A (x→x0)
He put the paper upright, facing the camera, the corners of his lips slightly curled up: "This is it."
The reporter laughed twice: "As expected of a top student, even his hobbies are so different." Then he quickly ended the topic and continued to ask questions.
The interview lasted for three minutes. Except for the function limit mentioned here, Jing Ci's answers were very official the rest of the time.
After the reporter went back, he edited the video and posted it on Weibo together with the press release.
Generally speaking, no one watches this kind of interview. But because of Jing Ci's good looks, and the wind of this competition, the broadcast volume was surprisingly high, and finally followed the hot search tail.
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… ! I can! !]
[Sure enough, he only laughs when talking about his hobbies, and the rest of the time he is cold _(:з」∠)_]
[God of Learning exudes an aura different from our scumbags all the time.]
[Eep, I don't know what the limit of a function is. Repeat the eighteenth time, Yan Gou can't get out!]
The following is licking the screen frantically, while discussing the difference between a top student and a scumbag.
Only Yingjiao, after watching the video, quit Weibo and opened the search engine.
On that piece of white paper, apart from the formula he couldn't understand, there was also a small identity sign written in the upper right corner.
Did Jing Ci want to say something to him
He entered the function limit in the search box, and looked down a little bit along the webpage. When he saw a certain one, his pupils constricted—
f(x)→A (x→x0) is also recorded as lim f(x)=A
f(x) approaches A infinitely, and A is the limit of f(x).
Some science students will use the definition of limit to express:
lim f(x)=A means lim me=you.
I am infinitely close to you, you are my only limit. Even if you give me the whole world, I will only be by your side.
The author has something to say: the game does not correspond to reality~ everyone, watch it as an empty show!
The confession of the function limit refers to the postgraduate entrance examination video of teacher Zhang Yu~
When a man makes a custom suit, he will ask jj whether he likes to put it on the left or the right.