Gao Yang is the head of the mathematics group at Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School.
Last year I taught a math competition class for high school students.
"Principal," Gao Yang pushed the door open and asked him hesitantly with a chubby face, "What papers do you need me to grade?"
Principal Xu opened the first drawer and took out a book.
It's "The Kite Runner".
There were dark red marks on the side of the book, like dried blood.
Principal Xu reached out and stroked the cover.
He lowered his head slightly, his fingers resting on the book cover, and pulled out a paper from the book. There seemed to be a subtle desolation in his fingertips.
"Take a look." Principal Xu handed the paper to Gao Yang.
The paper was folded neatly and looked a little old.
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After opening it, there are tiny wrinkles on the surface that cannot be flattened, as if it had been crumpled into a ball.
Gao Yang looked at the paper and was obviously stunned.
This is last year's International Mathematical Olympiad paper. Gao Yang taught the Mathematical Olympiad class last year and had done quite a few questions. He did this set of papers three times while checking the answers before he figured them out.
The first thing you see is the characters, which are in various postures, upright and interlaced, with lines of obvious variations in thickness, and are freely painted with ink. The characters have their own unique style and are written with restrained brushstrokes.
Willful and unbridled from the inside out.
Even through the paper, Gao Yang could almost see how the person writing the paper held the pen, smiling at him from a distance with a cold and wild look.
The Olympiad math questions are from last year's International Mathematical Olympiad competition and are not circulated online.
Gao Yang studied this set of papers last year. It seemed that he finished them quickly, and a large part of the solution ideas were different from the answers he had seen before, but the general direction was correct.
There were not many questions on the test paper, but Gao Yang spent a long time looking at it.
"I don't quite understand the Olympiad questions, so I'll let you see how the kid does." Principal Xu poured Gao Yang a cup of tea and handed it to him.
Gao Yang took the cup, but did not drink it immediately. Instead, he held the paper and looked at it carefully for a long time.
"Principal Xu, who did this? Was it a student from our school?"
Principal Xu did not answer. He held the teacup and asked softly, as if sighing, "Did you do well?"
"More than good," Gao Yang said, his tone regretful and a little inquiring, "If I had met this student two years earlier, I would have definitely won the gold medal in the Olympic Science Competition."
Principal Xu smiled and didn't answer.
Gao Yang couldn't help but ask again, "Is he from our school?"
The best math student in the school is Xu Yaoguang from their class, and Lin Jinxuan who graduated a few years earlier, but neither of them can compare to the person who did the test paper.
If this were their school, it would be a new record.
But think about it, it's unlikely that he hasn't heard of it.
**
School clinic.
A very simple solid grey door frame, the door was half open.
Not far away, a group of girls who were taking physical education class were joking with each other while looking at the school infirmary.
It seems like there is some treasure here.
Lu Zhaoying touched the blingbling earring on his left ear, smiled and sent away the twenty-third girl this morning, then smiled at Cheng Juan who was lying on the sofa, "Master Juan, you are still as popular as ever..."
Cheng Juan wrapped himself in the blanket.
With a nasal tone from not having had a good sleep, he said sleepily and impatiently: "Shut up and stop making noise."
Lu Zhaoying put a chain on his mouth.
He raised his eyes and said, "Fuck, this girl is pretty!"
Lu Zhaoying sorted out his Bai Da Gua.
He took the black gel pen and greeted her in a dragging voice, which was coquettish and cheap, "Sister, where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Qin Ran looked past him and looked at the medicine in the window. "Do you have sleeping pills?"
Lukewarm.
“Sleeping pills?” There were too many girls who came to see Cheng Juan in the morning under the pretext of seeing a doctor, and this was the first one who came to buy medicine with sincere words.
Lu Zhaoying was quite surprised. "Sleeping pills are prescription drugs. Brother can't give them to me..."
A sudden, nasal voice interrupted him: "How many slices do you want?"
Lu Zhaoying turned around in surprise.
Cheng Juan was still wrapped in a blanket, standing lazily by the medicine display window. His slender and clean fingers rested on the box of sleeping pills and he looked up at Qin Ran.
He yawned, his eyes were bleary-eyed and mist was almost gathering in them.
"Ten pills." She looked at the box of medicine.
Cheng Juan nodded, counted out ten pills, wrapped them in white paper, and handed them to Qin Ran.
Qin Ran took it.
Unexpectedly, it went so smoothly. She held the medicine, paused, and looked at Cheng Juan again, "Thank you."
She put the medicine away slowly. Her face was extremely beautiful, without any expression, but her delicate eyebrows and eyes concealed a rebelliousness that could not be concealed.
The whites of his eyes were stained with tiny bloodshot, clearly not as pure white as before; they were hazy, but seemed to add a bit of wildness and cruelty.
She was wearing a pure white T-shirt. Her collarbone was faintly visible near the collar, so white that it was dazzling, and the light blue veins could be seen.
Cheng Juan looked at her sideways, still very sleepy.
He said, "You're welcome, prescriptions require a signature."
He pushed over a medical record.
Qin Ran held the pen in her left hand and signed.
Cheng Juan looked down.
After everyone left, Lu Zhaoying reacted, "Do you know her?"
Cheng Juan half-squinted his eyes, "Thin waist."
"Um?"
Cheng Juan stopped talking.
“Master Juan? Why are you giving medicine to a little girl?” Lu Zhaoying stroked his chin and smiled obscenely.
Cheng Juan looked at the obviously ugly words on the medical record and said casually, "I am a doctor in the school clinic, my duties are as follows."
Lu Zhaoying: “…” Now you remember that you are the doctor here?
Another group of girls pushed their way in outside the light grey door.
Lu Zhaoying looked at Cheng Juan.
Mr. Juan yawned lazily again, wrapped the blanket tightly around him, and sank into the soft sofa again, leaving only his fingers sticking out of the blanket, looking pale and cold in the sunlight.
Then came three careless and nasal words: "Don't bother me."
Lu Zhaoying: “…”
He looked in the direction Qin Ran left. Apart from her extremely good-looking face, there was nothing special about her. Her handwriting was also cutely ugly.
Mr. Juan wouldn't leave all the famous ladies chasing after him in Beijing and fall for that girl, right?
**
Class 9 of Grade 3 is a mixed bag.
Last row.
The crew-haired boy leaned on the table and whispered, "Mr. Xu, I heard that Qin Xiaohua was unhappy this morning because of her sister. What do you think Uncle Lin was thinking, arranging her to No. 1 Middle School? How embarrassed is Qin Xiaohua?" He touched his chin and continued, "I heard that she had a fight and was suspended for a year. How bad do you think she is?"
There was also a female school bully in No. 1 Middle School. She was muscular and stronger than a **. Compared with the beauties in terms of normal aesthetics, the difference was huge.
The crew-haired boy smiled sullenly, "It seems like she just came to Yuncheng. Maybe she insisted on entering No. 1 Middle School just because she saw the school beauty Qin."
Xu Yaoguang took out his notebook and threw it on the table with a "bang", and said calmly, "You tried to draw a tiger but ended up drawing a dog."
The bell hasn't rung yet.
Gao Yang came into the classroom early with the lesson plan, beaming with joy, "Today we have a new member joining Class 9, everyone welcomes him!"
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