Chapter 84: Attacking People, Registration for Class 3
Leng Ziyue glanced down and replied slowly, "There's nothing unreasonable. There's a point in the Olympiad question-setting rules that a certain percentage of questions can go beyond the syllabus. You think this question goes beyond the syllabus, but don't you know that you need to use plane vectors to solve the problem? So it's not beyond the syllabus. If you've studied the knowledge points of the second year of high school in advance, wouldn't you be able to do it? Besides, it's just a simple use of plane vectors, just the basics. There's almost no second-year high school student who can't do this kind of question!"
Those people originally suspected that Zhang Wanwan and Leng Ziyue were dating, and they all pricked up their ears to eavesdrop on their gossip. They didn't expect that what they heard was so suffocating. Is this the difference between a top student and a poor student?
The top students are always thinking about studying. Now they have already taught themselves the math for the second year of high school. They haven't even mastered the math for the first semester of the first year of high school, but they are still fantasizing about others having improper relationships. It's really embarrassing to think about it! If you have time to care about other people's gossip, you might as well study hard. If you don't study hard, you will be thrown into the Pacific Ocean.
So when Su Ranran walked in, she found that the learning atmosphere in her class was unusually high. They hadn't even started a new lesson yet, but every student was working like a madman. Not bad, not bad. They were indeed worthy of being the students she taught!
Su Ranran turned around with satisfaction, and when she came to Zhang Wanwan's table, she stopped and took a few looks. Seeing that the math problems Zhang Wanwan was studying looked very familiar, she took a careful look at them, then quietly retreated. Before leaving, she glared at Leng Ziyue.
Leng Ziyue, however, looked invulnerable, which made her very angry. Fortunately, everyone was reading with their heads down, and no one noticed her abnormality.
Inspired by Zhang Wanwan and Leng Ziyue, 80% of the students in Class 1 of Grade 1 signed up for the Mathematical Olympiad. In contrast, the math teachers of other classes were almost worried sick. Although they had asked the class teachers to call for participation once, the effect was not satisfactory and only a few people signed up.
The head teacher of Class 3 and the math teacher walked into the classroom side by side. They glanced at the students in the class and their expressions became more serious.
The math teacher said sternly, "Registration for the Mathematical Olympiad will only be open in the next two days. If you miss the deadline, there will be no waiting. I still say the same old thing: participation is the most important thing. Whether you can win a prize or not, it will be an experience for you. People from other classes have signed up enthusiastically, so think about it carefully."
After saying that, the math teacher sighed and went to Class 4 next door to continue his mobilization.
After he left, Mr. Li, the head teacher of Class 3, said seriously, "I'm sure you all know what your math teacher said just now. I won't say more. The teacher hopes that our class will not be the last in terms of the number of applicants."
A little brother next to Tian Sen interrupted with a smile: "Teacher, no matter what, our class will not be the last! Don't we still have 70, 80, 90 people to support us?"
Teacher Li's face suddenly darkened. "How dare you compare yourself to people in their 70s, 80s, 90s?"
The tradition of No. 1 Middle School over the years is to rank students from high to low in terms of academic performance. Class 1 is full of gifted students in the grade, while Class 10 is the last one. The academic performance of students in classes after Class 6 may not be as good as the top 20 in other schools. Teacher Li believes that although Class 3 is not the best, there is no need to be desperate enough to compare it with those classes.
After she yelled at them, everyone was silent for a moment.
Teacher Li angrily asked, "Do you know how many people in Class 2 have signed up? How many people in Class 1 have signed up?"
As soon as the word "Class One" was uttered, everyone's nerves were immediately aroused. Those who had been smiling and not taking it seriously before all shrank their necks and dared not breathe.
The monitor of Class 3 asked seriously, "Teacher, how many people have signed up for Class 1?"
Teacher Li glanced at him and said with a breath held, "Almost all of them have signed up, about 80% or 90%. Only a few who are obviously weak in one subject and math have not signed up. The rest have all signed up, and now they are all very motivated and are working hard on the exercises. If you don't believe me, go to the corridor of Class 1 and see for yourself. Hey! I don't expect you to compete with the students in Class 1 for grades, but you can still take them as your goal and work hard to get to the next level even if you can't beat them, instead of thinking 'I can't do it' before you take action! If you think you can't do it, who else can think you can?"
After Teacher Li finished speaking, he opened the textbook with a rather unpleasant look, "Okay, that's all I have to say. You can figure out the rest on your own. If you have figured it out, go and sign up with the math teacher. Now we are going to start the new lesson."
When the bell rang, Yan Zeyu was the first to go out from the back door, surprising many people. Even Tian Sen looked at him a few more times with a sarcastic smile on his face.
Yan Zeyu had just gone out, and Huang Liting followed him out. Everyone was used to it, except for some people who couldn't stand it and frowned. However, they would not really say anything to that kind of lunatic. Anyway, no matter how harsh their words were, he would still do his own thing and would not be moved at all. Instead, he would be so angry that he almost died, which was not worth it.
Yan Zeyu came out of the classroom and went straight into the office. He waited for a while beside the math teacher's seat. When the math teacher came in, he was surprised to see him, "Zeyu, what's wrong?"
"Teacher, I want to sign up for the Mathematical Olympiad."
The math teacher paused and said in delight, "This is great news! I've always thought you're a good candidate. It's rare that you have this kind of awareness. OK, I'll register you. See if there are any other students around you who would like to participate. You can sign up."
"Okay, I'll go ask." Yan Zeyu responded obediently.
After leaving the office, Yan Zeyu stood in the corridor and looked in the direction of Class 1. From here, he could vaguely see the shadows of some classmates playing around in the classroom. It was blurry, but it was enough. He didn't expect to see Zhang Wanwan.
Huang Liting watched all this silently, becoming more and more jealous, and entered the office when Yan Zeyu was not paying attention.
On the day when registration was closed, the math teacher of Class 3 walked into the classroom with a list in his hand and announced: "From today on, the students in our class who are participating in the Mathematical Olympiad will have to work harder. The training will last for one month. After one month, the top 50 students in the school will be selected to participate in the municipal competition. Those who make it in the municipal competition can participate in the provincial competition. The teacher wishes you all good results. Now the registration list is announced. Those whose names are read will go to the auditorium for training after school. There are 23 people in total, including Yan Zeyu, Huang Liting, Tian Sen, and Li. Although this number is less than half of our class, it is already very satisfactory compared to the first five or six teachers. Okay, let's open the textbook now."
(End of this chapter)
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