At 8:30 in the morning, when Ye Hong arrived at the designated gathering place - the entrance of the Anming County Education Base, he found that the entrance of the base was already full of people.
No. 1 Middle School, No. 2 Middle School, No. 3 Middle School. Nanyi Middle School, Hongtu Middle School, and Zhicai Middle School.
Flags from various schools were flying in front of the gates.
Each participating student, either excited, nervous, or worried, lined up in a line.
With the enhanced vision trigger, Ye Hong easily saw Yang Daoshen's shining bald head in the crowd, and then found the square formation of Zhicai Middle School, only to find that he seemed to be the last one to arrive.
"Ye Hong, here!"
Yang Daoshen waved to Ye Hong from a distance, and the other nine participating students from Zhicai Middle School also looked at Ye Hong curiously.
Ye Hong felt keenly that there was not much kindness in the eyes of these people.
"Ding! Entry-level mind-reading ability is triggered, micro-expression detection is in progress"
"Ding! The test is completed, the concentration of jealousy in the air is 98%."
envy
Ye Hong more or less knew the source of these people's jealousy, which was that he had the right to participate in the competition when he was only a freshman in high school, which made them, sophomores and seniors, dissatisfied.
Ye Hong ignored these looks and came to Yang Daoshen to say hello.
"Everyone is here." Yang Daoshen looked at his watch, frowned and said, "You should adjust your mental state first. Don't be too nervous. Just wait for the notification to enter the venue later."
After saying that, he avoided the students and went to smoke a cigarette under a tree in the distance.
Yang Daoshen, a long-time smoker, is extremely addicted to cigarettes.
Therefore, the ten students stayed where they were and whispered to each other.
As soon as Ye Hong heard that the content they exchanged was all about math problems, Ye Hong lost interest and simply closed his eyes to rest and strengthen his energy.
But who knew, the sound of their exchanges became louder and louder, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, it drifted into Ye Hong's ears.
"What's the name of that cool guy over there?"
"I've seen the list. His name is Ye Hong, from Class 18, Grade 1."
"Tsk! He's really a freshman in high school. Could it be that he's from a related household?"
"Who knows, the first-year high school students are here to make soy sauce anyway. I don't know what Teacher Yang was thinking, but he gave such an important spot to this guy!"
"Yes, yes, if we are given an extra spot for our sophomores and seniors, wouldn't we have more chances to win prizes?"
Ye Hong frowned, opened his eyes coldly, and said calmly: "I heard that chewing your tongue behind other people's back will rot your tongue."
The conversation stopped suddenly, and the faces of the students suddenly froze, and then they became angry and said, "Who the hell are you talking about?!"
"Whoever knows it knows it."
After Ye Hong pointed out his little behavior, several people simply stopped covering up and looked at Ye Hong disdainfully: "You are the one I'm talking about. What's wrong? You don't accept it?"
"We just can't bear to have connections like you who use the back door!"
"Get out of here, don't embarrass yourself."
Ye Hong smiled contemptuously and retorted: "Who is going to embarrass themselves? Isn't it too early to say now?"
"Okay, stop arguing." A more mature male student walked out of the crowd.
He looked at Ye Hong and frowned and said, "Classmate Ye Hong, I understand your desire to compete.
But this is an annual county-level mathematics competition, and all the participants are math masters.
As a freshman in high school who has just entered school for a few weeks, in addition to looking at the questions, how many questions will you be able to actually solve
If I were you, I would go home and sleep now, so as not to be embarrassed when the results are announced. "
(End of chapter)