The midterm exam was generally difficult, with mathematics being the most difficult. Song Shiqiu was very satisfied with his score of 141. He did not ask anyone for information, and if anyone wanted to ask, it was usually others who would come to him.
Often when people learn about his achievements, they would exclaim in amazement and admiration, “Ah…”
Mathematics has its own beauty, but this beauty is isolated. Only those who have reached a certain level and ability can explore the pleasure from solving difficult problems and from those analyses that seem to reveal the origin of the world. That is a battle with oneself.
Song Shiqiu asked himself whether he was someone who was standing at a high level and watching the scenery.
It's lonely at the top.
But what he possesses is a realm and pride that ordinary people cannot reach.
He thought that 141 was already an excellent score, and once it was released, it would be discussed and mentioned by all students in the school, and would appear in the mouths of parents in the mid-term review, "Someone got 141 in math, how did they get that..." and spread as a rumor.
But suddenly, he scored 145 and got first place in the subject.
The key point is, this person is... someone he previously thought was someone he didn't even bother to consider as an opponent.
It’s like you were flying in the sky, the earth was picturesque, and the mountains and rivers were picturesque.
A sledgehammer suddenly came down.
Then, that afternoon, there was a continuous stream of hammers like this, smashing people into the dust.
In Class 7, one by one, the subject teachers announced the individual subject scores. Without exception, the first place in the individual subject that made these teachers jealous and envious was not born in their class, but in the class of
"Class nine, Cheng Ran."
"Class nine, Cheng Ran."
"Class Nine... Cheng Ran!"
That's enough... Give me a chance to live.
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So much so that the seven classes behind them were too lazy to even struggle. After some calculations, the student named Cheng Ran got the highest scores in all subjects except politics and chemistry. Even if there were ties, they were still the highest.
When combined together, the strength of the top student in the grade emerged out of nowhere.
If there were no Song Shiqiu and Cheng Ran, and no "grade story" of class teachers Wang Qi and Tan Qingchuan competing for the title of model teacher, it would be fine. At most, they could admire the top students, but that was a story that happened elsewhere. It didn't touch them so deeply.
But you have to know that they have predicted that Song Shiqiu will be the top student in the grade. Their class 7 and class 9 are competing. Even the students know about the conflict between the head teachers of the two classes. They have no choice but to fight.
But if you charge out with a saber in hand and riding a warhorse in a mighty manner, and someone sets up a Gatling machine gun and fires at you, what can you do to knock you all down
There was a sudden silence in Class 7. They were all a little afraid to look at Song Shiqiu, afraid to see his expression.
Their previous nonchalant discussions about Class Nine now seemed like the naive mumblings of a group of sleepwalkers, completely unaware of the truth.
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As for those classes and crowds who had heard what Song Shiqiu had said before, some discussions began to arise again involuntarily.
"When Song Shiqiu said that, many people knew about it... and it spread to Class 9. But what happened... did Cheng Ran say anything?"
"He didn't say anything. He just kept a low profile. Let's look at the result... In comparison, Cheng Ran scored well in all subjects without making any noise, but Song Shiqiu's first place in the grade was taken away just like that. He is simply much smarter!"
"That's right, what Song Shiqiu said at that time, now it seems, really is true..."
"How childish!"
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In Class 9, the last subject was full of glory. The teacher who came to announce the results just started to speak, "I'm sure everyone has heard about it before... But I still want to announce it..."
Before the teacher finished speaking, someone in the class had already taken the lead, "Cheng Ran!... Cheng Ran!... Cheng Ran!..."
The teacher smiled and nodded gently, "Okay! It seems that everyone knows it... Then let's skip it. Cheng Ran got the highest score in this subject this time and set a good example. He deserves praise... Then hand out the test papers and we will start to explain the questions..."
After the class was over and the teacher left, the whole class was silent. Then... Cheng Ran stood up and prepared to go out for a walk as if nothing had happened.
What was different from the past was that this time, following his figure, there were countless eyes following him.
Yang Xia didn't turn around to look at him, but when he heard the noise of tables and chairs over there, his ears twitched slightly.
She scored 940 points, ranking third in the class. This was the result of the pride that had filled her heart since she entered high school.
She just felt that if she continued to excel like this, the boy would once again turn his attention to her. Just like the figure and eyes that looked at her in the corner many, many years ago.
However, Yang Xia did not look at Cheng Ran at this time.
She was afraid that once she turned around, the person in the corner would become her.
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The man's breath came to the side of the table. Cheng Ran just passed by this row of tables. After thinking for a while, he turned around and looked at Yao Beibei, Liu Ying and the group.
Yao Beibei crossed her arms and held her chest as if she was frightened, "Cheng Ran, what are you doing!"
This caused many people in the class to want to laugh but hold it back.
Cheng Ran stretched out his knuckles and tapped on her desk, then laughed, "The one who said to fry the fish with the palm of your hand... How do you want to fry it? With honeycomb coal, induction cooker... or just put your hands on the liquid gas stove?"
There was a pause.
Yao Beibei screamed “Ah…!” and covered her face tightly with her hands.
Then the class erupted into laughter and guffaws.
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In the office.
Yi Xiong, who taught physics to both class seven and class thirteen, was in low spirits. The news from the mid-term summary meeting had already spread back that the principal Ma Weiguo and Tan Qingchuan had conspired to outwit Wang Qi. The news had already spread among the subject teachers.
Yi Xiong usually has an attitude of "I am better than you, and I am giving you advice". When chatting with people, he is always sarcastic and will say some harsh words to you, and then he will immediately make it a joke, which makes people feel angry, but seeing his playful smile, if you want to quarrel with him, he may even say that you are narrow-minded, so you can only endure it.
Anyway, it was very uncomfortable to talk to Yi Xiong. Those teachers with less experience basically used this method to bully him. However, now, when some people saw him, they just laughed and couldn't help poking him, "Teacher Yi, didn't you say before that Song Shiqiu from your class 7 was very good? You said that the physics questions this time were very difficult and would show the truth? But did you show the truth? There was no one in your class who got 100 points! Don't mind it, it was just a joke."
Some said, "Teacher Yi, who was so confident that Class 7 would produce a top student? What a pity! In Teacher Tan's class, there is a student named Cheng Ran who is famous all over! Who are you? Of course you wouldn't mind. After all, Teacher Yi, you are rich and powerful, so you wouldn't care about the small bonus for the first place in a single subject..."
Facing all this, Yi Xiong could only put on a fake smile no matter how angry he was in his heart, "Heh, it's just a midterm exam. It's normal to have ups and downs. It's not certain who will have the last laugh!"
Yi Xiong actually stood with Wang Qi in this battle. He still remembered that when he and Wang Qi were having dinner in a restaurant outside, Wang Qi vowed to him that he wanted Ma Weiguo to be humble and rely on him to carry out teaching reform.
Yi Xiong was thinking at that time that if Wang Qi was in power and he stood on his side, he might have a strong support in the future... At that time, wouldn't there be some senior teachers who disliked him? He couldn't order them around or do anything to them now, but if Wang Qi was in power, then who among these teachers would dare to contradict him, Yi Xiong
Now, Yi Xiong felt that he and Wang Qi had become a joke in the eyes of others.