Chapter 12: Entering the Mathematical Olympiad Class, Ling Xuan's Dislike
"What's the matter?" Xie Dingyuan sat down on the sofa.
Zhong Ziang stood opposite, looking embarrassed.
"It's okay, I'm going out." He had the habit of taking a walk after dinner, and he sat down now simply to listen to what his eldest nephew had to say.
"Don't... Uncle, don't go!"
"I don't have that much time to play silent games with you."
"..." Who said his uncle wasn't good with words? He could poison someone to death with just a flick of his tongue, okay?
Zhong Ziang took a deep breath and told himself that he was used to it and it didn’t matter!
But I still want to curse...
"Don't you have anything to ask me?"
Xie Dingyuan pondered for a moment and said, "Tell me the reason for the fight."
"Don't you know how arrogant that little bastard named Yi is? He walked over to my desk and took my book down, but he didn't even pick it up? Who gave him the guts? He's so audacious! If I don't teach him a lesson, where will I, Young Master Zhong, keep my dignity?"
It was like pouring beans, and Zhong was talking with saliva flying everywhere.
Xie Dingyuan understood: "...You still think you are not wrong."
Zhong Ziang puffed out his neck and argued, "I was right in the beginning. How did I go wrong?"
"Disobeying school rules and getting into fights is the first mistake; not being able to restrain yourself in front of the teacher is the second mistake; refusing to reflect on your actions and being arrogant is the third mistake. You're wrong in every way."
The man's tone was calm, but it inexplicably gave people pressure.
The cold eyes, frosty and snowy, were indifferent and almost ruthless. With just one glance, Zhong Ziang was nailed to the spot, his whole body stiff.
It took him a while to find his voice, but he still refused to accept it: "According to you, I can only let others bully me and lie down to get beaten?"
Xie Dingyuan: "You could have a smarter way of handling it."
Zhong Ziang: "For example?"
"If you think his behavior is inappropriate, you can tell the class teacher or even the principal. If the situation is more serious, you can also call the police. Since it can be resolved within the rules and regulations, and you are the one in the right, why use violence and give the other party an opportunity to bite back?"
"Uncle, you're an adult now, can you please stop talking about rules and regulations? You're not a primary school student... Besides, few primary school students follow the rules these days... You're afraid, but I'm not. If he doesn't pick it up, I'll beat him until he does!"
The man asked back: "Did he pick it up?"
Well……
The fight has already started, who cares so much?
Zhong Ziang muttered, "I don't know."
"First of all, rules are rules. Since you are in this circle, you should abide by them. Secondly, abiding by the rules has nothing to do with age. Finally, your failure to abide by the rules has led to more losses than you gain. This is a lesson for you."
After saying that, he got up and went out.
Zhong Ziang yelled at his back, "I don't believe you've never broken the rules in your life! Even if you haven't broken the rules now, you'll definitely break them in the future!"
Xie Dingyuan didn't stop and said coldly: "Never."
The uncle and nephew parted on bad terms that night.
The next day, Zhong Ziang went to school as usual and met Yi Ci at the school gate. Their eyes met as if they were fighting, and then they looked away at the same time and walked away separately.
The atmosphere in Class 7 was not right the entire morning.
Zhong Ziang thought: I have to teach her a lesson so that she can understand why the flowers are so red!
Yi Ci thought: This rich pig from the capital is just like that, he can't really take a beating.
As for Jiang Fuyue, the price of staying up late to finish all the test papers was that she slept the whole morning.
During this period, the Chinese teacher did not care and Xu Jing turned a blind eye. However, Jiang Fuyue was called up twice in the physics class, once to answer a question and another time to go to the stage to do a problem.
Also called up at the same time were Wan Xiutong and Liu Bowen, who sat at the table in front of them.
Wan Xiutong is a good student. She listens attentively in class, completes her homework on time after class, and never slacks off. Although this question is somewhat difficult, Yu Wenzhou has taught similar ones before. She takes good notes and happened to review it yesterday. Although her thinking is a bit choppy, at least the general direction is correct.
As for Liu Bowen, there is even less need to worry. He has always been ranked first in the class and is a true academic master.
Only Jiang Fuyue...
Everyone thought that Yu Wenzhou called her up to do the questions because she was sleeping so that he could take the opportunity to give her a good scolding.
In fact, Yu Wenzhou really planned to do so.
Fortunately, he had changed his opinion of this last-place student the day before yesterday. After class, he walked to her side and said a few words of encouragement. Hey, he didn't expect that she would do this to him in the blink of an eye!
Unfortunately, the following plot did not develop as most people expected. When Jiang Fuyue quickly wrote down the steps and asked Yu Wenzhou if she could go down, the whole class fell silent because they were all stunned.
Even Yu Wenzhou himself was confused: "It's over, it's over?"
Jiang Fuyue: "It's over."
Liu Bowen paused and couldn't help but look to the side. He saw that the steps Jiang Fuyue had written out didn't even take up half the blackboard. It was indeed a haphazard process...
He sighed and began to make the next calculation.
At this moment, Yu Wenzhou reacted and spoke——
"The answer is correct, go down."
Jiang Fuyue said "Oh", returned to his seat, folded his hands, and lay down to continue sleeping.
Yu Wenzhou: “…”
Students: “…”
From then on, Liu Bowen looked at Jiang Fuyue differently.
Wan Xiutong caught him red-handed several times: "Why are you staring at Jiang Jiang?"
"I find it strange."
“…”
In the afternoon, Jiang Fuyue was not in the classroom because—
She went to the Mathematical Olympiad class.
The weekly Olympiad training is held on Thursday afternoons. No matter what grade or class you are in, you must put aside your class schedule to participate.
The Mathematical Olympiad class and the Physics Competition class were held at the same time. There was originally a Chemistry Competition class, but it was cancelled a few years ago and has never been opened again.
When Jiang Fuyue walked in with her schoolbag, she once again created a "silent" effect.
The girl put one hand in her pocket, her schoolbag hanging crookedly on her back, and her ponytail swayed as she walked.
At first, her appearance was hard to see because of the backlight, but when she left the glaring sun behind her and walked to the middle of the classroom, her overly beautiful yet secretly rebellious face caught everyone's eye in an absolutely stunning manner.
"Damn—why is she here?" Thanks to that post, Sun Cheng knew Jiang Fuyue.
Of course, it’s not a good impression.
Upon hearing this, Ling Xuan held down the test paper he had just taken out, his brows slightly furrowed.
"Hey, Ah Xuan, you're so sticky that you've actually come here. You owe a lot of peach blossom debt..."
"Don't talk nonsense." Ling Xuan lowered his eyes, and his half-drooped eyelids covered up the flash of boredom.
"But to be honest, she has become much more beautiful. Her skin is as white as snow, her eyes seem to be flowing with tears, and her whole temperament is different. Why don't you take a look at her?" Sun Cheng bumped his buddy's shoulder with a wicked smile.
Ling Xuan scolded lightly: "If you have time to joke around, have you finished your paper?"
"Damn—I almost forgot. Hurry up and give me some advice. Didn't you figure out that proof?"
"It's too late."
"ah?"
Ling Xuan: "Old Xu is here."
(End of this chapter)
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