Although it wasn't a perfect score, the other students were still very surprised.
If you only lose one point, it means you didn't miscalculate the answer to the last question.
In other words, even under such difficult circumstances, Chen Bing remained completely at ease. Now, those classmates who had occasionally achieved perfect scores like Chen Bing in previous math exams clearly realized the difference between themselves and these students.
For example, the student who just scored over 30 points actually only had 33 points, and was more than 10 points behind Chen Bing, whose total score was only in the forties.
Upon hearing that Chen Bing scored 46 points, Mr. Zheng, the math teacher in the grade, smiled and then asked Chen Bing how long it took him to finish the test.
"Hmm... about thirty minutes."
Hearing this, Teacher Zheng was even more gratified.
"Then you should go participate in the provincial competition now, and you'll definitely have no problem winning an award."
After praising Chen Bing separately, Teacher Zheng then addressed the top students in the classroom, saying, "What I just did for you was a medium-difficulty question from last year's city preliminary round. To pass the preliminary round, you need to get at least 35 points on the medium-difficulty questions, keep the points lost on the low-difficulty questions within 5 points, and ideally, get one or two points on the high-difficulty questions to be considered a sure thing."
In other words, with a total preliminary score of 160 points, you need to get more than half of that, around 95 points, to pass. And among the 600 people who qualify for the preliminary round, the percentage who score higher than that is about 10%.
Of the total score, low-difficulty questions account for approximately 53%, medium-difficulty questions for approximately 47%, and high-difficulty questions for approximately 60%. Based on past experience, the percentage of students in our city who pass the preliminary rounds and then win provincial awards in the league is less than 50%.
In other words, to achieve your goal of gaining extra points, simply mastering the basic questions and then scoring 30 points on the medium-difficulty questions isn't enough. You either need to increase the points you get on the medium-difficulty questions or put in a lot of effort on the difficult ones. Do you understand what I'm saying?
After such a long, rambling speech, almost every student in the classroom had a deeper understanding of the challenges they were about to face, and at the same time, it aroused their corresponding fighting spirit.
"There are approximately six hundred to seven hundred winners of the Shandong Provincial Mathematics League. Of these fewer than seven hundred, Asahi City can only win about thirty each year."
Of these fewer than forty spots, our school can only get one or two at most, and there are many times when we get none at all.
As far as I can remember, the year our school won the most provincial awards was 2013, with a total of three students, which was the highest we could hope for.
Now, if any students feel they are not good enough, they can leave now. If you feel you are better at physics, chemistry, biology, or computer science than math, you can participate in those subjects in a few days.
Actually, Teacher Zheng is hiding something here: even if one or two students occasionally win provincial awards, they won't be from the first year of high school.
At least, not once in the last ten years. The main reason the school is willing to let these freshmen with no hope of winning awards participate in the preliminary rounds is to give them a solid foundation and some competition experience.
When you get to your junior year or even senior year of high school, your chances of winning an award will be much higher.
Even without knowing this harsh reality, many students were clearly shaken.
Originally, they were full of confidence and ambition for the math Olympiad. Now, a few simple numbers have gently slapped them in the face, telling them, "You're not good enough, you need to practice more." Naturally, they began to feel discouraged.
To use the framework from cultivation novels, it's probably like a group of newly established Foundation Establishment cultivators feeling powerless when facing the trials of the Golden Core Realm.
Gradually, one or two people felt it was too difficult and chose to give up, while some of those who stayed thought they would wait and see.
Of course, youth is never lacking in ambition, and will never waver even in the face of storms.
More than half of the people are still eager to challenge the impossible.
Teacher Zheng was not surprised by this. She then distributed some tutoring books and practice problems related to the Olympiad and told the students that they could study them. She also said that there would be unified tutoring and practice sessions every Sunday afternoon during the first and second periods in a certain classroom, and that they could come to the math group whenever they had free time.
Two months later, in early June, six students will be selected from the grade to go to the city to compete with the second and third-year students.
Filled with a bit of excitement, everyone carried their Olympiad materials and chatted as they returned to the classroom.
Before the entire class was over, it was time to go home.
Little Shang Yunmiao didn't rush to leave; she was currently engrossed in looking at the information book that had just been handed out.
Seeing how interested she was, Chen Bing didn't disturb her. She simply stayed quietly by her side.
About ten minutes after school, Xiao Shang closed her book, then smiled sweetly at Chen Bing and said, "I'm done reading, let's go home."
Seeing Xiao Shang's behavior, Chen Bing sensed something was off. He pondered it repeatedly, trying to figure out what was making him feel strange.
The April evening breeze caressed his cheeks. When the electric scooter carrying the teenagers stopped at a traffic light, Chen Bing suddenly realized that something was wrong with him.
"Where did you take my little merchant?" Turning around, Chen Bing glared fiercely at the monster who was impersonating his wife, her aggressive gaze seeming to say, "If you don't tell me the truth, I'll eat you up."
"What?" Shang Yunmiao was full of questions. Although she didn't understand what kind of joke the other party was making, Chen Bing's mischievous gaze still made her a little wary.
"Focus on riding your bike. Look, the green light is on."
"Don't interrupt me." Chen Bing said with a serious expression.
He cupped Shang Yunmiao's face in one hand, as if to kiss her. Because he was only holding the vehicle with one hand, the electric scooter wobbled slightly, making it look unsafe.
Having no other choice, Shang Yunmiao blushed and went to greet him, thinking that she should satisfy Chen Bing's desire to come whenever he wanted and get him to get through before the red light turned on.
Shang Yunmiao's considerations were not without merit, but she underestimated Chen Bing's enthusiasm.
Nearly half a minute later, the other person slowly released their mouth. By then, the traffic light had turned red again.
"Hmm, very good." Wiping his lips, Chen Bing had the satisfaction of solving a mystery. He reached out and ruffled Shang Yunmiao's hair, saying happily, "The taste in your mouth is fine. It seems you really are my little darling Shang Yunmiao without a doubt."
"No, I'm not a little wife yet, at least not now..." Her voice trailed off, but that didn't stop Shang Yunmiao from refuting. She blushed again and asked in confusion, "Chen Bing, what are you talking about? What do you mean by 'certainly' or 'not certain'?"
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