Chapter 30 Physical Talent, Lao Meng is Really Good
Yu Wenzhou felt embarrassed by Jiang Fuyue's cold gaze, so he touched his nose and explained, "You got a perfect score on this physics test."
"so?"
"You are a talented child and should be nurtured."
Finally, Jiang Fuyue left with a stack of test papers.
Xujing exploded——
"Old Yu, what do you mean?"
"What do you mean?" Yu Wenzhou pretended to be stupid.
"You clearly know that Jiang Fuyue is my student, yet you still stuffed so many test papers into her. What do you want to do?"
"That's my student too. Why are you so overbearing?"
"I'm being overbearing?" Xu Jing laughed in anger, but his eyes were fierce. "I have no problem with her completing her daily physics homework, but I don't agree with you adding anything else!"
"Why don't you agree?" Yu Wenzhou put down his water cup and became excited.
"Just because I'm her homeroom teacher!"
"Then I'm still her subject teacher!"
Xu Jing: "Don't think I don't know what you're up to."
Yu Wenzhou's eyes flashed, and he muttered, "What can I do..."
Xu Jing sneered, "What's a perfect score? It's probably just luck. Besides, the test wasn't difficult. You're probably celebrating too early."
Yu Wenzhou frowned, but did not refute what Xu Jing said.
This time the questions are indeed simple, and it is not impossible to get full marks. Maybe... Jiang Fuyue is just lucky?
"Old Yu, you should know that a person's energy is limited. If you do one thing well, you can't do another at the same time. Jiang Fuyue is currently focusing on Mathematical Olympiad. If you expect her to make a breakthrough in physics, or even reach competition level, I advise you to give up as soon as possible."
The more you jump around now, the more disappointed you will be later.
Yu Wenzhou fell into deep thought for a while before finally giving in: "...Whatever."
Xu Jing breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Yu Wenzhou would snatch her away.
As for not believing that Jiang Fuyue has the ability to participate in the physics competition, it is not nonsense. After all, no matter how smart or powerful a person is, he is not omnipotent.
The next day, after class, Yu Wenzhou went to Jiang Fuyue to return the stack of test papers.
"...So urgent? I've only finished half of it."
Yu Wenzhou thought "half" meant "half of a test paper," so he casually asked, "How long did it take?"
"One afternoon and one evening."
Sure enough, it became difficult once the difficulty increased. It seems that what Lao Xu said was right. A full score in the small test does not mean that you can learn physics well. This cannot be achieved by hard work alone, but also requires talent.
Even though he was well prepared, Yu Wenzhou still felt disappointed.
Jiang Fuyue looked at him in confusion. This teacher was probably not very smart.
The not-so-bright Yu Wenzhou returned to his office, threw the test paper aside, sat down on the chair, and began to daydream.
Why is it okay for Mathematical Olympiad but not for Physics Competition?
Meng Zhijian happened to be back from get out of class. "Old Yu, have you finished reading the exam questions? If you have any questions, let me know. If not, I'll submit them to the higher-ups for signature and printing this afternoon."
Yu Wenzhou waved his hand: "Print it."
"Hey, why are you looking so gloomy? Is someone on Weibo scolding you, or are there students complaining about you on the school forum?"
"Don't make trouble, I'm depressed."
Seeing that he was indeed in a bad state, Meng Zhijian asked seriously, "What happened?"
"Well, let me tell you..."
He told her about giving the test paper to Jiang Fuyue and repeated Xu Jing's theory of "limited energy".
"...In order to dig up a good seedling for our physics class, is it easy for me?"
Meng Zhijian: "It's not easy. Just this stack of test papers?" He flipped through them casually.
"Yeah. I've figured it out. Jiang Fuyue isn't that cut out for me anyway, so I won't compete with Old Xu for it, lest he be embarrassed..."
"Old Yu," he struggled to move away from the test paper and looked up, "Are you sure Jiang Fuyue isn't the right material?"
"Yeah, she didn't even finish a single test paper in an entire afternoon and evening. She only finished half of it. Besides, this isn't even a regular competition question, it's just entry-level training. At this rate, she won't even make it to the provincial finals."
"Are you stupid?" Meng Zhijian couldn't bear it any longer.
"No... just talk, why are you cursing? You shouldn't use personal attacks like that!"
"...You are so stupid." After saying this, Meng Zhijian ran away.
"Hey! Where are you going?"
"Class Three!"
Yu Wenzhou was a little confused: "You are the head teacher of Class 17, why are you going to Class 3?"
Of course Meng Zhijian went to find Jiang Fuyue!
Halfway done...
Maybe only that fool Lao Yu thought it was only half of a test paper, but in fact Jiang Fuyue only completed half of the entire test paper!
There are at least ten of them.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Fuyue is not only an amazing math expert, but also a good physics expert.
He just took a quick look and couldn't find a single mistake.
Soon, Meng Zhijian arrived at the door of Class 3, but was greeted by an empty space.
"Where are the students?" He pulled a colleague.
"Class 3 is going to the playground for physical education class. What can I do for you, Teacher Meng?"
Meng Zhijian thanked him and walked towards the playground again.
The playground was so big and there was more than one class taking physical education classes. He searched for a long time before he saw a few familiar faces from Class 3.
Wow, a group of people gathered around the basketball court.
"Liu Bowen."
"Who is it? Don't disturb me watching the game..."
The corner of Meng Zhijian's mouth twitched.
"Shit! It's going in! It's going in! Oh, it was almost there... Grab the ball! Press it! Press it against the floor and rub it—"
"Liu Bowen!"
“Who is it? It’s annoying——” Not annoying.
Well!
"Meng, Teacher Meng." Liu Bowen was shocked.
Meng Zhijian frowned. He didn't expect that the top student in Class 3 and top ten in the grade would be like this. He was so excited just watching basketball.
"Just watch the ball, why press it on the floor and rub it? Focus on solidarity and friendship among classmates."
"Oh." He listened listlessly.
"Ahem...Where's Jiang Fuyue from your class?"
"On the court."
Meng Zhijian was stunned and his eyes drifted away.
Liu Bowen turned back to watching the game, then said, "Holy crap—a three-pointer! Got it? Got it! How did she shoot that? Damn—that's so handsome! Why didn't I realize Jiang Fuyue was so handsome before?"
Ten minutes later.
Meng Zhijian stood at the outermost edge, staring at the field without blinking, clenching one fist and pounding it on the palm of the other hand.
"Dodge! Dodge again! Move! Layup! Pin him! Yes, just like that... Beat him to death! Beautiful!"
He gritted his teeth and tried not to let out shouts and cheers.
Well... we still have to maintain the teacher's dignity and not lose it.
Others may not have heard it, or may not have paid attention if they heard it, but Liu Bowen was standing a little ahead, and his nerves were highly tense, always paying attention to Meng Zhijian's movements, so even if the sound was very small, he could still hear it.
He really wanted to ask: Push him down? Beat him to death? Does your face hurt?
"Oh ho ho - great job! Another three points!"
Liu Bowen: You even came to give a cheer, is there anything else you can’t do?
Meng Zhijian (shuts up immediately): It’s really hard for a teacher to watch students play ball…
(End of this chapter)
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