"Brother Beichen, I've been running for so long, but I still can't get it!"
Bei Chen remained unmoved, his motto always being: "Keep going, don't stop!"
The next day at school, the three of them had dark circles under their eyes, which puzzled their classmates.
After several nights in a row, the three of them regretted going and didn't want to go anymore.
Thinking of Bei Chen's anger at them for making a mistake on the practice question, and of the burning carrots in the kitchen, they became afraid again.
When they reached that point, all they had to do was take the Dragon Balls.
At this point, it felt like the Dragon Balls weren't just Dragon Balls anymore, but a hot potato that couldn't be thrown away.
Because of the abundant dragon energy in the Beichen Secret Realm, Shen Zhenzhen and the other two actually managed to open up their Ren and Du meridians by running around every day.
The wooden fish head has finally been blessed.
In less than a month, these three students were able to understand everything the teacher taught in class immediately, and they could grasp any subject instantly.
Xiao Xi was pleased: Bei Chen has some skills, that's good.
The dullest student in the three classes used to be the one who received the most praise from the teacher. Their parents were happy when they got home, and their allowance increased rapidly.
The other students are now envious and are all begging Xiaoxi for help, but it's too late; Xiaoxi can't be bothered with them anymore.
Xiaoxi felt it was time to get revenge for her classmates' humiliation in the intellectual competition last semester.
Anyway, her fourth brother is the head of the Education Bureau, so he can make the arrangements.
The elementary school that won first place in the city's intellectual competition held its open day.
Xiao Xi, along with Bei Chen, Shen Zhenzhen, Hu Qiang, and Wang Xiang, went to observe the event with their math teacher.
In the lecture hall of their school.
Before class, the students in Class 1 of the second grade were all laughing.
"How dare they come here from that elite elementary school? I remember they were last in the class."
"That's right, our class monitor said they were all human heads and pig brains, and that's absolutely true."
These words drew the attention of student representatives from other schools who were observing, and their eyes were filled with disdain.
Shen Zhenzhen and the other two sat in the back, feeling very unconvinced and wanting to argue back.
Xiaoxi shook her head. "Let these little bastards be smug for a while. It'll be even more satisfying when we get our revenge and slap them in the face."
"Haha, what a joke! This is the funniest joke I've ever heard."
A boy stood behind Xiaoxi and sneered.
Xiaoxi turned her head and saw a very thin boy who looked extremely arrogant.
"I am the class monitor of Class 1, Grade 2!"
You are nothing but our defeated opponents, yet you dare to come here and observe?
Just wait and see how good we are, and continue to rub your faces into the ground.
Xiaoxi sneered, "It's not even certain who's going to tear off their mask yet."
Xiaoxi felt that this boy was annoying to look at and made her feel uncomfortable.
She immediately sent a text message to her fourth brother, Ye Wentao, who was sitting in the front row.
"Fourth Brother, let's have the student representatives from various schools participate in a quiz later and come up with the most brain-teasing questions."
The fourth brother, who was sitting in the front row, immediately stood up and arranged a new segment of the lesson with the principal.
The principal bowed and scraped before Fourth Brother, obsequiously agreeing without daring to disobey.
Sure enough, a teacher invited them to sit at the front.
To ensure fairness, math teachers from several schools found some challenging problems online.
As soon as the school bell rang, Xiaoxi and several classmates immediately went into battle mode.
When the teacher on stage finished reading the first question.
Wang Xiang raised his hand, "Teacher, the answer is 561."
The second question.
Shen Zhenzhen answered quickly, "Teacher, Xiaoming is the fastest. He is 3 minutes faster than Xiaohong."
Then, Xiaoxi and her classmates answered the third, fourth, and all the subsequent questions.
This seems to have become their private event.
The class monitor of Class 1, Grade 2, the boy sitting in the middle, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
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