Genius Fundamentals

Chapter 83: accurate

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"Fuck, fight now, fight now! If you lose, I'll call you Dad!"

"Brother Tian, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive!"

"Forget it!"

"Take care of the dragon body! Take care!"

Zheng Mate bared his teeth and claws. The boys stopped him from four directions, up, down, left, and right, and dragged him back. It took a lot of effort to get him back on the court.

No matter how loud Zheng Mate was, Pei Zhi remained calm. The boy's eyes were clear, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said.

Lin Zhaoxi thought of Pei Zhi's answer to the word "I", and the current discussion about "you can't beat me", and knew that he was actually answering the questions seriously.

"Yes it is" "No it is not", this is Pei Zhi. It's just that it's hard for ordinary people to agree with his seriousness.

The game was about to start, and Zheng Tianming went back to play angrily, but he made such a fuss just now, the tense back row of the stands became lively again, and Pei Zhi was in the center of small gossip again.

The boys and girls in their class whispered to each other, asking what happened just now, why did the transfer student make Brother Tian unhappy? Even in the stands of Class 1, some people were asking who Zheng Tianming wanted to beat

Among all the students who noticed the scene just now, Hanamaki, the vice-captain of Class 1, reacted the most. Hanamaki stayed in place on the spot, looking at the stands in the distance, thinking she was dazzled. After a while, he took three steps and did two steps, rushed to the stand of his class, grabbed Lu Zhihao and shouted: "Tell me quickly, am I dazzled!"

"abandon..."

Lu Zhihao was reciting words, took time to glance at the opposite stand, and continued to bow his head: "taste."

At a certain moment, Lu Zhihao also suddenly stopped, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the opposite side, showing the expression of "am I dreaming?".

At the same time, they were looking at the end of the stands of Class 13. There was a boy in a gray sweater sitting there.

The boy was very fair-skinned, a little thin, and didn't wear a uniform, which made him stand out. The reason why they felt "Damn" was because Lin Zhaoxi was sitting next to the boy.

Although the two were separated by two meters and had no communication at all, but...

"I... I think your eyes may be dazzled." Lu Zhihao swallowed.

"Damn!" Hanamaki cursed, leaped off her side's stand, and rushed to the opposite side.

After Zheng Tianming made a big fuss, the stands of Class 13 were once again in commotion.

The main force of Class 1, the grass-level student Hanamaki, crossed the entire field and stood in front of the bloody transfer student of their class, acting as if the other party owed him millions.

Huajuan's face was livid, but Pei Zhi raised his hand slowly. Not only did he look normal, but he also greeted him naturally, saying, "Long time no see."

Hanamaki:…

"Long time no see your sister!" Hanajuan yelled at Pei Zhi, "Do you still have us in your eyes, why didn't you say anything when you came back!"

Lin Zhaoxi nodded at the side, looking at Hanamaki's shocked look, she and he felt that his reaction was something to be proud of.

Hanamaki immediately squinted at her: "And you, why didn't you come to inform us, you traitor!"

Lin Zhaoxi raised her hand in the distance: "I am very wronged, and I am also very shocked. I just saw him in class this morning."

Hanamaki: "Why are you sitting so far away?"

Lin Zhaoxi thought that you really don't know which pot to turn on and which pot to lift. She held back for a long time, but couldn't think of a good reason, so she could only admit: "I'm shy..."

Hanamaki was speechless, and turned to look at Pei Zhi, meaning why did you sit so far away.

Pei Zhi thought for a while, and finally replied calmly: "Me too."

Xia Feng sent the boy's clear and calm voice, Lin Zhaoxi blushed for no reason.

Classmate Pei Zhi, there is no need for you, you are so serious at this time...

When Hanamaki came, student Lu Zhihao from the opposite stand stood up, holding his vocabulary book, and walked over with heavy, unbelievable steps.

Not only Lu Zhihao couldn't believe it, but also the students in class 13, because this was already the third person who came to trouble the transfer students from their class. And when Lu Zhihao stepped onto the stands, something that surprised the students of Class 13 happened. Zhang Liang, a famous top student from Class 1, also stepped down from the stands.

At that time the referee had already entered the arena and the game was about to start, but Zhang Liang didn't care about the referee blowing the whistle to drive him away. With a gloomy face, he walked across the entire field, followed Lu Zhihao on the path of their class stand, and walked in front of Pei Zhi.

This is the fourth.

Not only Zhang Liang, but Wang Feng and Lu Ming from the opposite class also wanted to come over, but the referee finally decided to maintain order and stopped them.

Lin Zhaoxi looked at the three Class 1 students standing in front of him, wondering what was going on with this feeling of worshiping the mountain.

"Are you back?" Zhang Liang said coldly.

"Um."

"Why did you go to the garbage class, and you didn't pursue it anymore?"

"I was temporarily assigned here, and said that the placement test will be in two weeks." Pei Zhi said.

"Oh, you specifically mentioned the placement test, are you provoking me?"

Pei Zhi: "No."

"Speaking of which, don't you want to work hard to pass our Zhongming class?"

Lin Zhaoxi couldn't stand the two lines anymore, so she interrupted him: "There is still an option to pass the exam casually, whether you work hard or not."

"You want to take the exam too?" Zhang Liang sneered, "Don't dream."

Zhang Liang turned his head and left after speaking, very cool. But based on Lin Zhaoxi's understanding of him, this is forced restraint after excitement, referred to as acting.

Sure enough, after walking down two steps, Zhang Liang suddenly turned his head and frowned: "You are in class 13, so you have no chance to participate in the math union. This year's garbage class is not eligible to participate in the selection exam."

Pei Zhi sat quietly and listened, but did not respond.

"Can't you understand human language?" Zhang Liang frowned, "Go to the teacher and fight for it!"

During the time when this wave of people worshiped the mountain, the game had already started, and their class fell behind by 0:2.

Zheng Mate waved his youth on the court, and after two rounds, he overtook the score 4:2.

Hanamaki finished the game after saying hello, Zhang Liang walked around half of the field and returned to his class, while Lu Zhihao was careless and sat down in the last row of their class stand, not treating himself as an outsider.

If we haven't seen each other for three years, even the best friends will become distant, but Lu Zhihao is honest and straightforward, and his speaking style is also the same, which makes the distance between them a lot closer.

"Is it difficult to make a cross-country phone call and tell us to come back?" Lu Zhihao complained.

"The return was quite sudden, and I didn't expect it before." Pei Zhi said.

"Is grandpa okay?" Lu Zhihao was nervous.

"It's pretty stable." Pei Zhi said.

"That's good." Lu Zhihao breathed a sigh of relief, but then remembered something, "Then how can you come back?"

"With a little help."

"any solution?"

Hearing this, Pei Zhi glanced at her first, and then said, "Treason."

Pei Zhiyi pointed out something, and Lin Zhaoxi wanted to complain, but she was all in class 13, so the facts speak louder than words.

Lu Zhihao knew that it was inconvenient for Pei Zhi to tell, and he would not lie to them, so he stopped. He changed the subject, "Then what are you going to do next, take the exam in our class in two weeks?"

"I haven't read the book yet, I don't know the difficulty, and I'm not sure if I can pass the exam."

Hearing this, not only Lu Zhihao, but also Lin Zhaoxi had a look of grief and indignation: "Look at you!"

They yelled at him in unison.

Pei Zhi was a little helpless, with a serious expression on his face that I'm really telling the truth.

"No explanation is allowed." Lin Zhaoxi and Lu Zhihao stopped him again.

Pei Zhi shook his head, paused, and then asked, "What's the matter with the selection of the number alliance?"

Surrounded by cheering "bang bang bang", the cheering batons are connected in the stands, and the stadium is noisy, but they are very quiet here.

Lu Zhihao briefly introduced the rules of the mathematics league for junior high school students.

The number of participants in the competition is mainly based on school registration and recommendation from training institutions. Ma Pingping, the mathematics team leader of their grade, is rather snobbish and doesn't like slow-moving students, so she will not give other classes a chance this time. The recommended places for the experimental junior high school will only be 1 or 2 Two students from Zhongming's class came out.

"If it doesn't work, ask someone to find a training institution. If your family disagrees, I'll ask my mother." Lu Zhihao finally said.

Pei Zhi pondered for a moment, did not agree, but turned to her and asked, "Where is Master?"

Lin Zhaoxi thought that you actually knew that your master was running a cram school, but she still shook her head: "His class is not regular, it's just a supplementary class for children in the orphanage, and by the way he teaches the children he knows well."

Pei Zhi nodded to express his understanding, but to Lin Zhaoxi's surprise, Pei Zhi actually asked her, "Then what do you think?"

What you think means, of course, what do you think we are now in class 13, how can we participate in the competition

Lu Zhihao was very face-saving and didn't expose the fact that her grades are bad now. Lin Zhaoxi turned her gaze to the opposite stand. She looked at Class 1 and said, "I don't think it's cool enough to leave the training institution."

"Then we'll figure it out ourselves." Pei Zhi said to Lu Zhihao.

During the time they sat and chatted, the scores on the court rose alternately. The field was full of gunpowder, there were countless petty disputes, and there was a time when a fight almost broke out.

In class 1, the whole court was closed and man-marked. In just two quarters, Hanamaki was out of breath. And their class is in full swing under the leadership of Zheng Tianming, the current score is 57:59, they lead Class 1 by two points.

Zheng Tianming dribbled the ball and was hit by a team member from Class 1. They were near the scoreboard at the time. Zheng Tianming was knocked flying a short distance and hit the table directly. The scoreboard and even the small table were directly knocked over.

"Ah!" The audience roared in silence.

The table and chairs overturned, Zheng Tianming fell to the ground heavily, and did not move for a while.

The other team members hurriedly surrounded them, and after a group of people shouted for a long time, Zheng Mate barely stood up. A large wound was wiped out on his knee and arm, dripping with blood: "Did you fucking do it on purpose, idiot!"

The first thing he did when he stood up was to grab the neck of Class 1 monitor Chen Chu and push him onto the basketball hoop: "Did you fucking do it on purpose, playing basketball as dirty as you?"

"Sorry, the soles of my feet really slipped just now." Chen Chu said very gently.

The more Chen Chu looked like a normal person, the angrier Zheng Tianming became. He had a ferocious face, and he was about to punch someone. The referee and the teacher next to him hurriedly tried to persuade them to fight, and it took a little effort to separate the two sides.

Zheng Tianming was panting and sitting on the sidelines, and the class committee members rushed to help him treat the wound urgently. But as soon as he sat down, he sprang up again and yelled at the scorer: "Teacher, the score is wrong. We are clearly ahead by 3 points, why is it 57:59!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was silent.

The teacher in charge of scoring the flop looked at the scoreboard suspiciously, and subconsciously confirmed it to the players around him.

"I remember very clearly that the score was 57:59." said a student from Class 1.

"No, we are clearly ahead of you by three points, that's what I always remember!" Zheng Tianming shouted very definitely.

Lin Zhaoxi frowned, she didn't pay attention to the score when chatting just now, but the scoreboard before Zheng Mate was knocked over was indeed 57:59.

The ones who reacted the most must have been the players in class 1: "Are you so shameless? You said you were three points away, and it was just three points before you fell down!"

"Yeah, I seem to remember this..."

There was more than one class, and the sound of confusion was also heard in their class. Although the sound was small, everyone looked at Zheng Tianming with uncertain eyes.

Hearing what his captain said, the players in class 13 thought of something: "Is the score not right?"

"Seems to be?"

"Yeah, it's always been 46:49"

"Get out, there is no such score!"

"Are you guys so shameless? Obviously, it was not before the wrestling, but the teacher made a mistake before the wrestling!"

Having said that, the other team members seemed to think of something.

"It seems that there was a blow just now, turned over the scoreboard?"

"I remember one free throw missed."

"No, isn't it like our class fouled class 1 with a free throw just now, and the teacher flipped an extra card for class 1?"

Opinions vary on and off the pitch.

Does anyone know how this could happen

Maybe it was too chaotic on the court at that time, or there was a problem with the score and no one noticed, anyway, it happened like this.

The players on the field were getting closer and closer. The game was full of gunpowder, but now it was even worse. The two sides pushed and shoved each other, and no one wanted to let it go.

Hanamaki didn't participate in the battle, so taking advantage of this gap, he took a water bottle and sat next to them to rest. Even if he was sitting in the enemy's camp, he was extremely calm and composed. Lin Zhaoxi had nothing to do with him.

"There seems to be a problem with the score, what the idiot said is right." After taking a big sip of water, Hanamaki said very tiredly but with certainty, "But the idiot will definitely not be able to beat the pretender, and you will not come back at this point."

Lin Zhaoxi looked at the scoreboard where the dispute was taking place, Zheng Mate jumped up and down in front of the teacher, his face was flushed, but he couldn't tell what went wrong.

Chen Chu, the leader of class 1, had been quietly listening in, and seemed to have a very good demeanor. At a certain point when the fight was about to start again, he suddenly shouted loudly: "Everyone calm down first, our class will retreat a little bit one by one."

He has a high prestige, and the players in Class 1 really retreated first.

Chen Chu looked at Zheng Mate, a little helpless: "It seems that I can't explain clearly?"

"Fuck, you guys are the ones playing tricks!"

"Let's make sure of one thing first." Chen Chu said, "What was the score before you knocked down this table? I hope that Zheng will speak with his conscience."

Ma Te Zheng's face was flushed, but the child is a child after all, he was so excited, although he was reluctant, but he still said very honestly: "It was 57:59 before the fall... But it must have been a mistake before!" After he finished speaking, he immediately added the second half of the sentence.

"But why didn't you tell me when you made a mistake before?" Chen Chu asked back.

Zheng Mate was speechless, his expression was very tangled. Because of the fall, his face was scratched, the toothpick pierced the flesh again, and his ear was broken. He looked very pitiful, but he was extremely persistent and serious.

Lin Zhaoxi didn't watch the game, but just seeing Zheng Mate's expression, she felt that he might be right. And it can also be seen from the expressions that Group 1 knew that there was a problem with the score, but they just deliberately denied it.

"If this delay continues, the game will definitely not be finished." Class 1 monitor Chen Chu said generously, "It's really not possible. If you insist on thinking that the teacher got the score wrong, we'll give it another point."

"Who the hell wants you to let me go!" Zheng Mate scolded.

"Sometimes it's a free throw, and another moment it's the wind blowing. You can't tell exactly when the problem occurs," Chen Chu said with a smile, "If we can all be smarter and have a better memory, it will be fine."

These words carried an obvious sense of humiliation, coupled with Chen Chu's superior expression, it made people feel even more uncomfortable.

"Just... just..." Zheng Mate's eyes were already red, and he tried his best to remember, but he couldn't remember anything.

"Just one more point for you."

"Continue to play?"

The referee and the teacher who watched the game began to persuade him, but Zheng Mate didn't let go. Lin Zhaoxi understood him very well, what he cared about was not the point, not even winning or losing, what he wanted was the facts.

Although she doesn't like this child, she agrees with this stubbornness.

How to prove it

Thinking of this, Lin Zhaoxi suddenly felt stupid. She turned to look at Pei Zhi and asked, "Do you remember?"