Chapter 143: On-the-spot Challenge, Sister Yue is Ridiculed (Part 1)

"What gives you the right to stand on the stage and speak on behalf of everyone?" A girl stood up in the first row of the classroom.

She was wearing a long red dress, with curly hair draped behind her, bright facial features, and a slightly raised chin, looking as proud as a peacock.

Jiang Fuyue heard this and looked at her.

The two looked at each other, one on the stage, the other off the stage, one was cold and indifferent, the other was arrogant and domineering.

It was as if invisible swords collided in mid-air, clanging violently and sparks bursting.

boom--

The scene suddenly exploded.

"Miss Huo has taken action, and she is as simple and crude as ever."

"It's rough, but effective. Didn't you see that the guy on the stage is already overwhelmed?"

"Ah! If I were her, I would hide under the podium."

"Heh... why are you hiding? I have Old Xu backing me up, I'm not afraid!"

"I'm just confused. How did an ordinary student from Linhuai catch Professor Xu's eye? First, she was publicly called out at the opening ceremony, and then he questioned the team leader over her. I heard that even a senior professor on the competition committee was held accountable."

"Is it Zhao Tong's grandfather? Zhao Tong has also left the camp. What happened in between?"

"I heard that Jiang Fuyue participated in both the Physics Competition Summer Camp and the NOI Summer Camp at the same time. The competition committee overlooked the approval documents from the Education Bureau and forced her to withdraw according to the current regulations. The vacant spot was taken by Zhao Tong, and the result..." The man spread his hands and shrugged, looking quite helpless.

"The Competition Committee didn't do it on purpose. Shouldn't they just reinstate Jiang Fuyue's eligibility? Holding her accountable is an overreaction."

"Alas, it was originally a small matter, and I don't know why it has become like this. I heard that Zhao Tong's grandfather was imprisoned and may even be sentenced!"

"Hiss... No way? He's going to sentence me like that?! Is that really necessary?"

"I'm not too sure about the specifics, but it's definitely not going to end well."

"Why?"

"Why else? Someone's just being stubborn!"

"who?"

"Look, there you are standing on the podium, the embodiment of light and greatness, the messenger of morality and justice."

"Hahahaha...you're too mean."

“…” Everyone was talking at once, chattering.

Su Qing sat in his seat, listening to every word of the bad comments about Jiang Fuyue.

Suddenly, he felt relieved: "See, this is what happens when you ask for special treatment. Tsk tsk, everyone attacks you. This treatment is unbelievable."

Liu Ling: "He was so arrogant in front of us yesterday, but when faced with a tough guy like Huo Fanjin, he just plays dumb."

Chen Sichang snorted and laughed, "Serves her right! Huo Fanjin was originally scheduled to speak at the opening ceremony, but Jiang Fuyue suddenly showed up and snatched her away. While Huo Fanjin might not be particularly interested, having her taken away from her is another matter entirely."

Su Qing snorted and laughed: "With our Miss Huo's temper, it would be strange if she could endure this! Just wait and see, the best is yet to come."

The three of them exchanged glances and smiled meaningfully.

On the stage, Jiang Fuyue, after hearing the other party's questioning, used her eyes to stop Xu Kaiqing from stepping forward to help, and asked in return: "Then why do you think I can't stand on the stage and speak?"

Huo Fanjin frowned and said, "The opening ceremony was postponed for two days. Don't you feel any responsibility at all?"

"I'm sure everyone has heard what happened to me in the past two days. This classmate should also be aware of it, but don't you think your so-called 'theory of responsibility' is ridiculous?"

"I'm ridiculous? Oh, you'd better make your point clear today."

Jiang Fuyue: "As everyone knows, the opening ceremony was postponed because of my absence, and my absence was due to the negligence of the staff. Ultimately, I didn't do anything wrong, right?"

"And your so-called 'responsibility theory' is like a woman being molested on a bus. You don't blame the pervert for being vulgar, but blame the girl for having a short skirt. Isn't that ridiculous?"

"You——" Huo Fanjin's eyes widened with anger.

sophistry!

It's pure sophistry!

But she couldn't utter a word in rebuttal.

Jiang Fuyue: "Let's take a step back and say, if I'm not worthy of standing on the stage, then who is? You? Or just pick someone and I'll make room for him."

Be graceful and elegant, neither humble nor arrogant.

At this moment, Ling Xuan suddenly stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and slowly swept his gaze over the crowd: "If the only one who got a perfect score in the semi-finals is not worthy, then what are the others here? Trash?"

"Pfft..." Ren Xinghe couldn't help laughing and continued, "Then we can only be a group of braised chickens."

Yellow, boring and rubbish!

Huo Fanjin was annoyed by the two people's echoing voice: "It's just a rematch, what's the point of a perfect score? This is the real battlefield. A hero doesn't brag about past achievements, but is a perfect score worth talking about and showing off all the time?"

Ren Xinghe: "So you don't think full marks are a good thing? But you didn't get full marks either."

Hahaha……

Someone was laughing quietly.

Huo Fanjin was furious, her beautiful eyes gleaming with tears. "It's undeniable that getting a perfect score was more or less a matter of luck."

What she meant was that Jiang Fuyue got full marks in the exam, but I didn't. It doesn't mean that I'm not as good as her, it just means that she was luckier than me on the day of the exam.

Ren Xinghe smiled and said, "It seems that this student is not very convinced?"

Huo Fanjin: "I'm really not convinced."

"What should we do?" He spread his hands, seemingly helpless, but more like a mockery.

Ling Xuan frowned. This Ren Xinghe...

Huo Fanjin was completely furious: "Why not have a live competition? Whoever wins gets to go on stage."

Ren Xinghe was shocked: "Don't tell me, I don't want to compete with you."

Huo Fanjin looked directly at the stage: "Jiang Fuyue, do you dare?"

One sentence, six words, burning with fire and anger, is both a challenge and a provocation.

Jiang Fuyue didn't express her opinion. She half-closed her eyes and glanced in the direction of Ren Xinghe.

Deep and heavy.

Then, with a smile——

"Okay. How do you want to compete?"

"Let's have Professor Xu set the questions on the spot according to the standards of the IPhO International Competition. Since the experimental part is not convenient to perform, how about just testing the theory?"

Jiang Fuyue: "I have no objection."

The two of them looked at Xu Kaiqing together.

The latter's eyes lit up, and he seemed even more excited than the person involved: "Compete! Let's compete now! I just happen to have the questions on my USB drive."

In an instant, the classroom erupted in even more heated discussions than before—

"Really?"

"Looking at this situation, even Old Xu is involved, how could it be fake?"

"Hey, who do you think will win?"

"I'm betting on Huo Fanjin for a bag of spicy snacks. Didn't you hear me say we're going by the IPhO international competition standards? Jiang Fuyue can get full marks in domestic competitions, but in international competitions, she's just trash, getting annihilated in seconds."

"I'm also betting on Huo Fanjin. CPO and IPhO are two completely different concepts. Jiang Fuyue is definitely going to lose!"

"How do you say that?"

"The IPhO is not only internationally challenging, but also requires extremely high language proficiency. There are four working languages: English, French, German, and Russian. Questions are usually given entirely in English, and candidates from all countries can only choose one of the four working languages ​​as their answering language."

"Jiang Fuyue is a country bumpkin from Linhuai who hasn't gone through any summer camp training. He probably can't even speak fluent English, let alone answer questions in a non-native language with a large amount of professional vocabulary."

"As for Huo Fanjin, that's a different story. Her family is incredibly wealthy, and they've hired a team of IPhO teachers specifically to train her for the international competition. She's already got everything from the language and rules to common question types and knowledge structure down to the bone. How can Jiang Fuyue compare to her?"

"Tsk tsk, Huo Fanjin came prepared?"

"Jiang Fuyue is clearly overdoing it. A perfect score is such a big deal, huh? It's just a domestic competition. Whether or not she can make it to the national team through this summer camp selection is still a question. What's so arrogant about that?"

"Just wait for Miss Huo to give us a crushing slap in the face of the country bumpkins, otherwise you will think that we Beijing students are easy to bully!"

That’s right, Huo Fanjin, Su Qing, Liu Ling, Chen Sichang, and Zhao Tong who has already retired from the camp, are all from the Beijing circle.

As natives of the imperial capital, and also possessing enviable family backgrounds, they naturally form their own groups. Even if the people in them are not familiar with each other, they can automatically get together and stick together.

This is circle culture.

Compared with ordinary students who come from a place like scattered sand, they are like a magnificent and exquisite "sand tower".

High and mighty, yet also ruthlessly xenophobic.

Jiang Fuyue is the first person that this group of Beijing students want to "warn". To put it simply, she is the "chicken" that is killed in the story of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys!

"She's dead..."

A light sigh, accompanied by a comfortable smile, so confident and calm, with everything in mind.

On the other side, Yan Zhenfeng had already taken the USB flash drive given to him by Xu Kaiqing, plugged it into the host, and then clicked on the folder named "IPhO Practice 1".

There are two documents in it, one is "experimental" and the other is "theory".

Yan Zhenfeng clicked on the "Theory" button, and soon, dense English appeared in front of everyone, almost occupying the entire projection screen.

Yan Zhenfeng: "You can also try it down below. There are pens and draft paper in the drawer. Answer strictly according to the IPhO standards. You can use any language, including English, French, German, and Russian."

Jiang Fuyue and Huo Fanjin were already standing in front of the whiteboard, one on the left and one on the right, each holding a black marker.

Yan Zhenfeng: "There are 3 questions in total, with a total score of 30 points and a time limit of 180 minutes."

Problem 1 (first question): A small ball with mass M=0.2kg rests on a vertical…

The information in the question is not complicated, but the diagram given contains a lot of hidden information, including several key parameters.

Jiang Fuyue spent two minutes reading the question and looking at the picture, then took off the cap of her marker and began to answer on the whiteboard.

She first drew a picture and named it Figure (2)

We will use notation shown in Fig 2

AS no horizontal… (As no horizontal forces act on the system ball + bullet, the system before and after the collision…)

Mvo=mv+MV

So,

V=Vo-M/m

From conditions… (From the given conditions, it can be concluded that…)

After the collision...

T=…

s=…

Jiang Fuyue wrote very quickly. The twenty-six English letters flowed out of her pen as smoothly as a concerto. In order to speed up, there were a lot of connected strokes and some symbols and abbreviations that were completely incomprehensible.

The most important thing is that she doesn’t need to make a draft!

At the bottom left of the whiteboard, there is a specially framed draft area equipped with an electric erase switch. Jiang Fuyue never used it once until the entire whiteboard was filled with formulas and numbers.

When she started writing, everyone in the audience sighed in unison.

There is a lot of ridicule in it——

"I suspect she started writing before even reading the topic. I don't know whether to praise her for being brave or stupid."

"I think he's just an idiot. He's overconfident."

"This country idiot is quite interesting!"

"I don't think she can write a single word. Just wait and see."

Thirty seconds later—

"Huh? She's actually answering the questions in English, and the format... seems fine."

"Isn't the writing speed a bit too fast? Why does it feel like it's just scribbling?"

"But those formulas don't sound like nonsense..."

Two minutes later—

"Damn! She's almost finished writing on the entire whiteboard. Is this true?"

"Huo Fanjin hasn't even started yet. Isn't this... too far away?"

"Doesn't she have to calculate?"

"She made IPhO look like she was playing house..."

"Why can't I understand any of those weird drawings?"

Unrest has begun to occur in small areas.

"Wait a little longer and see what she's up to."

Unfortunately, Jiang Fuyue did not give them the chance to "wait" because -

"I've finished the first question."

Yan Zhenfeng paused his pen. He was also working on this problem. Looking at the formula he had just started, and then glancing at Jiang Fuyue's densely packed whiteboard, he suddenly fell into great confusion.

Am I the head teacher?

Is she a student?

Are you sure you're not kidding?

On the other side, Huo Fanjin, who hadn't even taken off the pen cap, asked: "?"

At this time, Jiang Fuyue spoke to Yan Zhenfeng again: "Coach, I said I'm done. Please help me get a new whiteboard. I want to continue with the second question."

“…Huh? Oh!”

Change! Change now!

And offstage——

"What the hell! She said she's finished writing?"

"It's fake, right? Even Head Teacher Yan was dumbfounded. I guess he's never seen a student who's so good at pretending. Even I almost believed it..."

"Does she think IPhO is 1+1=2? Hilarious!"

First update, 4,000 words.

Next, wait for your face to be slapped~

The second update is tentatively scheduled for 3 pm. Please check the comments section for the specific time. Xoxo!

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