Chapter 685: The Demonic Sound of Handing in the Paper, Always Strong (Part 3)
As per previous years' practice, six contestants from the same team will be assigned to six different examination rooms.
The same is true this year.
Therefore, Jiang Fuyue can hand in the paper as he pleases without worrying about affecting his teammates.
As for...whether players from other countries would be affected, that was not within her consideration.
Sure enough, when she said the words "hand in the paper", the entire examination room fell silent.
The invigilator managed to maintain his composure and walked up to her, asking, "Are you sure?"
Jiang Fuyue: "Yes."
“Well, good luck!”
Jiang Fuyue stood up and left.
Those who encountered her at the IPhO and IOI competitions remained relatively calm.
And those who haven't encountered it, just...
[OMG! She's done it? She's done it?! Holy shit—]
What a crazy exam.
[Did this Chinese team member copy the answers? ]
I suspect she was in a hurry to go to the bathroom.
There are two great Chinese legends: one is that an old lady knows martial arts, and the other is that a poor student gets a perfect score on a math test. I didn't believe them before, but now I do.
Coincidentally, Naohara Hamasaki was also in this examination room.
When Jiang Fuyue asked to hand in the paper, he had just finished reading the third question and had not had time to write.
When we competed in "qin, chess, calligraphy and painting" in Linhuai before, we didn't compete in answering questions.
So, this was the first time he intuitively and clearly realized Jiang Fuyue's speed.
So scary!
He couldn't help but clench the pen in his hand and concentrate on completing the last question of the exam.
Of course, it is also the finale.
…
When Jiang Fuyue went out, Yuan Bentao was still chatting with the deputy leader of a certain country.
Suddenly, the deputy team leader put his hands on his head and said "Oh" exaggeratedly: "What country is this team member from? He actually handed in his paper?! Unbelievable!"
Yuan Bentao looked over and was almost frightened to death by the sight.
"You, you, you..." His lips trembled, "Have you handed it in?"
Jiang Fuyue didn't think this was anything surprising. After all, she had finished her paper in 38 minutes before.
This time I'll slow down and take it easy.
"I've submitted it. I'm going back to the hotel to catch up on some sleep. They'll call me after the exam and we'll have dinner together."
“…Oh, okay.”
Ling Xuan came out about one hour and forty minutes after the exam started.
Guo Zidong was one in front of him and one behind him, with only a difference of two minutes.
Then came Chen Cheng, Wei Kongjue, and Tan Jiaxu.
While the other national team members were still writing furiously, the Chinese team had already handed in their papers and left.
This caused the deputy team leaders from other countries to look at Yuan Bentao in a different way.
It’s like looking at a monster—an old monster leading a group of little monsters, tsk!
To be honest, Yuan Bentao himself was a little confused.
Although they all liked to hand in their papers early during the previous training, this is not a quiz during the training, they are so stupid!
This is a real IMO international competition. The total team score is directly related to national honor. How could they submit it so early?
Don't you need to check it?
Is it possible to recalculate it?
Ling Xuan: "I've checked it and calculated it."
Guo Zidong: "We are late, right? Sister Yue must have submitted it a long time ago."
Yuan Bentao: “…” You’re right, it’s true.
Chen Cheng scratched his head: "I'm not deliberately trying to rush. I'm just used to this speed. I'm not used to slowing down suddenly."
Tan Jiaxi said: "I usually use Yue Jie's submission time as a reference. Generally speaking, if I exceed her by two hours, I will consider it a normal performance."
Wei Kongjue: "Sister Yue said that solving problems is like fighting a war. Speed is of the essence. The longer it takes, the more it affects the morale of the troops. The shorter it is, the more it affects the morale of other troops."
Yuan Bentao: “…” Suddenly it seemed to make a lot of sense.
Deputy team leaders from other countries who can understand Chinese: “?”
After the first exam, there is an afternoon and evening to rest.
The next day, the second game continued.
There were still 3 questions. After Jiang Fuyue took the test paper and took a rough look at it, she felt that the difficulty was obviously greater than the previous one.
This was within her expectations.
But when she got to the last question, the difficulty... surprised her.
However, no matter how unexpected it was, it did not affect her writing speed.
It ended even earlier than yesterday.
Jiang Fuyue was not modest, and did not know what it meant to be low-key. She said directly: "Hand in the paper."
The devilish sound rang out again, and everyone's backs froze.
The confused expressions on the faces of the contestants who had not yet finished the first major question were heartbreaking.
Is she a devil?
[Oh, I just have to go to the bathroom in a hurry again. It doesn’t matter. It really doesn’t matter at all (If I wasn’t so sarcastic, I would almost believe it)]
[Ten minutes faster than yesterday, how did you do it? ]
I might have taken a fake test paper.
[Chinese girl, the shadow of my life, fuck! ]
…
Yuan Bentao thought that with the vaccination he had yesterday, he would not be surprised by anything he saw today.
However, he still underestimated Jiang Fuyue's ability to create a scare.
After watching her come out forty minutes into the exam, Professor Yuan felt like his legs went weak and he wanted to sit down on the spot.
"Handed it in again?"
"Yes."
“…”Okay, as long as you are happy.
This time, Jiang Fuyue did not return to the hotel like yesterday, but waited outside with Yuan Bentao.
During this time, she borrowed two pieces of paper and a pen from the deputy leader of Country Y next to her and began to write and draw.
At first, Yuan Bentao didn't take it seriously, thinking she was just killing time out of boredom, so he continued to discuss with the leader of the M country team the possible types of questions that might appear in this year's IMO.
"Last year, we were tested on Menelaos's theorem and Ceva's theorem in plane geometry. This year, we'll probably be tested on Ptolemy's theorem."
"No," Jiang Fuyue suddenly said, without looking up, her pen still moving. "This year's test is about Simsson's theorem, which combines the circumcenter of a triangle, Fermat points, and Euler lines. It appears in the first question today."
Yuan Bentao's eyes lit up. Yes, Jiang Fuyue had just finished the exam, so she must still have some impression. Instead of guessing here, they might as well ask her directly!
"Ahem...Mr. Jiang, do you remember what other topics were tested?"
After Jiang Fuyue finished writing the last word, he put down his pen and walked to stand in front of Yuan Bentao.
Yuan Bentao: “?”
The next second, the girl handed over two pieces of paper and said lightly -
"The original questions for both exams are here."
Yuan Bentao didn't know how to react and just mechanically said "...ah?"
"Don't you want it?"
He was stunned for two seconds, and finally reacted: "...Yes, yes, yes!"
After saying that, he quickly took it, held it in his hand like a treasure, and looked down.
The more I look, the wider my eyes open.
I originally thought Jiang Fuyue had just given a rough idea, but I didn't expect him to be so detailed and even draw a picture.
Seeing this, the deputy team leaders from other countries rushed forward.
"Hey, buddy, can you let me take a look?"
"Oh brother, knowledge needs to be shared for the benefit of all mankind!"
"I borrowed the pen and paper. Can you let me take a look at it?"
Yuan Bentao: “?”
Where is the gentleman?
What about reservedness?
When everyone surrounded him, Jiang Fuyue retreated three steps away and was not affected at all.
In contrast, Yuan Bentao was surrounded and felt short of breath. His cheeks were flushed, his shirt was wrinkled, and his hair was slightly messy.
"Perhaps, everyone could take a picture of it with their phones?"
As soon as Jiang Fuyue said this, everyone stopped and looked at each other.
Yes! Take a picture!
They all started taking out their cell phones.
So, when Ling Xuan and Guo Zidong handed in their papers, this was the picture they saw.
A group of team leaders surrounded Yuan Bentao with their mobile phones and took pictures crazily?
Guo Zidong was stunned: "What are they doing?"
Ling Xuan had already guessed: "Most likely he was taking pictures of the questions."
"Question? What question?"
"Of course it's the original questions from this IMO exam."
"Huh?! We have the original questions so soon? Aren't there supposedly confidentiality periods for questions in international competitions like this?"
Ling Xuan turned his head and glanced at him, "This confidentiality period does not apply to Jiang Fuyue."
"?"
When Guo Zidong saw the original handwritten test questions, he finally understood what Ling Xuan meant.
He swallowed hard: "Do you have to be so strong?"
Ling Xuan looked as if he was used to it, and was so calm that it was shocking.
"Has she...always been like this?"
"Do you think photographic memory needs to be effective at different times?"
“…Oh.” I understand.
Guo Zidong now has only one thought in his mind -
Mom, help! Jiang Fuyue is not a human being!
After Chen Cheng, Tan Jiaxu and Wei Kongjue handed in their papers one after another, the Chinese team had completed the highlight of this IMO.
Next is to wait for the results...
Three updates, three thousand words.
There will be another update at 2 o'clock. Please read it at that time or tomorrow. Don't read it in advance~
(End of this chapter)
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