Xu Yaoguang didn't say anything and put the test paper directly on Lin Siran's desk.
He glanced at Lin Siran, his eyes still cold, and his voice was gentle: "You got 93 points in physics."
Both he and Qin Yu scored just over 80 points.
Upon hearing Xu Yaoguang's words, everyone else in the class gathered around.
The physics questions this time were extremely difficult, with several Olympiad questions interspersed in the middle. Those who could score 80 points were all geniuses who had participated in physics competitions in previous years, let alone scoring 90 points.
But Lin Siran is not among these people.
As we all know, Lin Siran is very good at Chinese, biology and chemistry, but she is biased in subjects, especially mathematics and physics, so she can never be among the top five in the class.
Now she scored ten points more than Xu Yaoguang in physics?
Even Qiao Sheng, who had very poor grades, couldn't help but look at Lin Siran. It was quite incredible.
Lin Siran herself was a little confused. She looked down and flipped through her paper: "I don't know..." She did feel comfortable when doing the paper, but she didn't expect that she only got one small question wrong on the last question.
...
...
Xu Yaoguang glanced at her, thought for a moment, and then asked politely, "How did you do the last question? Can I borrow the test paper?"
"certainly."
When handing the paper to Xu Yaoguang, Lin Siran suddenly thought of something and glanced at Qin Ran.
The other person was sitting lazily in his seat, flipping through his extracurricular book carelessly with a lollipop in his mouth.
Lin Siran blinked and suddenly remembered something, "I saw the last question in my notebook."
She took out the notebook Qin Ran gave her and handed it to Xu Yaoguang.
Xu Yaoguang took it and flipped through the pages. He saw three neatly written characters. Although they were written in a sloppy manner, Xu Yaoguang still managed to pick out the three characters:
"Song Luting." Xu Yaoguang read out the name word by word in a low voice.
Qiao Sheng also leaned over to look, then looked at Lin Siran, "I've never heard of this person. Is he from our school?"
"No," Xu Yaoguang turned a page, his eyebrows drooping, and no one knew what he was thinking, "He is one year older than us."
He raised his head again and looked at Lin Siran with a sharp gaze, "Do you know Song Luting?"
“I don’t know him.” Lin Siran shook her head and glanced at Qin Ran subconsciously. She bit her lip. Without Qin Ran’s consent, she didn’t dare to say anything to Xu Yaoguang.
Xu Yaoguang's gaze shifted from Lin Siran to Qin Ran again. A gleam of light flashed across his eyes, then disappeared in just a moment.
He borrowed the physics test paper from Lin Siran and returned to his seat.
Qiao Sheng didn’t notice this. He returned the paper to Qin Ran and sat back in his chair, stretching his long legs in the aisle. He asked curiously, “Master Xu, who is Song Luting?”
"The champion of IPHO last July, from Yuncheng." Xu Yaoguang said softly.
IPHO, International Physics Olympiad.
Xu Yaoguang wondered if they had the same name, but when he opened the notebook, he felt that the probability of having the same name was small.
"Lin Siran can know such a great person?" Qiao Sheng stepped on his legs lightly, very surprised.
Xu Yaoguang didn't say much, but his eyes involuntarily glanced towards Qin Ran.
**
Friday, noon.
The scar on Qin Ran's hand gradually disappeared. At this moment, she was sitting in the school clinic doing her homework.
Cheng Mu silently poured a glass of water for Qin Ran, and then asked carefully: "Miss Qin, do you want to eat?"
The demeanor is respectful.
Although Li Chengmu didn't say anything in the past and didn't show anything to Qin Ran directly, deep down he was extremely dissatisfied with Qin Ran.
There was a clear difference in attitude now.
Qin Ran crossed her legs, turned a page, picked up a pen and wrote quickly, answering nonchalantly, "No."
Cheng Mu immediately stepped aside and didn't disturb her.
The whole school was closed in the afternoon because of the rehearsal. Qin Ran worked on her exercises for two hours and then started packing.
Cheng Juan half leaned on the sofa and spoke to Lu Zhaoying in a low voice. Both of them looked unhappy.
Qin Ran was sitting at a table not far from him, doing her homework. She was wearing a school uniform jacket with a red and black plaid T-shirt underneath. She would frown and look a little irritated from time to time, but her aura was very lively and vivid.
It's a great pleasure to take a look at it occasionally.
Subconsciously, the atmosphere in the entire school clinic became much more relaxed.
Cheng Juan, who had been paying close attention to this side, tilted his head and looked at her with half-closed eyes: "Don't you have a day off this afternoon?"
"Another rehearsal. Lin Siran asked me to watch their show." Qin Ran packed up her things and stood up. "It won't take long. I think I'll be back in half an hour."
"Well," Cheng Juan nodded and responded slowly. He leaned back and his eyes fell on her right hand again. "Don't do hard labor for them. Even if your hand is healed, it will take two weeks to recover."
Qin Ran didn't even turn her head, but just waved perfunctorily behind her.
Lu Zhaoying couldn't help but laugh out loud, "What a cold-blooded woman!"
After a pause, Lu Zhaoying looked at Cheng Juan with the pen in hand, thought for a moment, and asked again: "Master Juan, Qin Xiaoran's hands have been able to move for a long time, why are you so nervous?"
Cheng Mu nodded frantically in his heart.
Not to mention that she is left-handed. Even if she is not left-handed, the scar is almost disappearing, so what's the point of cultivation?
Cheng Juan glanced at the two of them, his expression was quite calm, and even his tone was relaxed, "You know why I am Master Juan, don't you?"
"Why?" the two asked subconsciously.
"Because you have a low IQ." Cheng Juan held the file bag with slender fingertips and spoke very politely.
They both: “…”
**
The auditorium of No. 1 Middle School.
The auditorium is very large and can accommodate more than a thousand people at the same time.
It was noisy, as if there was a guard of honor chattering in my head.
As soon as Qin Ran entered the door, her brows knitted tightly together, and she was filled with a sense of low pressure.
Just as he was about to take out his phone to look for Lin Siran, Qiao Sheng tapped her shoulder with his phone. The auditorium was very noisy, so he subconsciously raised his voice: "Lin Siran and the others are still queuing. She asked me to take you to the small auditorium."
After spending a long time together, he and Lin Siran both knew that Qin Ran was afraid of quarrels. When there were many people around, her face would be cold.
The chapel was separated by a door.
Normally there are not many people here, but at this time the school allowed Qin Yu to practice the violin.
When Qin Ran entered, Qin Yu was not practicing a new song, but a performance piece.
After listening to too many new songs, Qin Yu’s performance repertoire has become bland and boring.
Xu Yaoguang was listening very seriously, but when Qin Ran came in, he subconsciously turned his eyes to the side and took one more look at Qin Ran.
Qiao Sheng spoke to Xu Yaoguang in a low voice, and Xu Yaoguang responded slightly. He was distracted and was not listening to the violin as seriously as before.
Qin Yu, who had been paying close attention to Xu Yaoguang's reaction, looked gloomy.
Qin Yu plays the violin quite well, much better than most people.
"Qin Yu is not a good person, but she plays the piano just fine." Qiao Sheng whispered in her ear.
Qin Ran hummed, "As an amateur, I am indeed quite capable."
Seeing that Qin Ran and Qiao Sheng seemed to be paying close attention, Xu Yaoguang could not help but explain in a low voice, "She has double harmonics. Not many people of her age can do that..."
Qiao Sheng didn't listen very carefully. He scratched his head and said, "It sounds no different from the others to me."
Qin Ran also perfunctorily replied, "It's just so-so, not smooth."
Qin Yu, who had just stopped, heard what Qin Ran and Qiao Sheng said. She pursed her lips and finally couldn't stand it anymore. "Do you know what double harmonics and left-hand plucking are? Wait until you know these before you comment on my violin. I don't need unprofessional people to direct and comment on my violin playing. Mr. Xu, I can't concentrate at all with their noise. Please ask them to leave immediately."
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