Chapter 115 Dream
The school held a commendation meeting on Monday.
But this time, Ning Zhiyuan came up in person to read the award speech.
The same thing is that the person who received the award with her was the same person.
Jiang Zhao was more familiar with the performance and felt more natural standing on the stage than last time.
A week later, Pei Zhiyu came back from the physics competition and won the gold medal in the national physics competition.
Although he didn't get into the national training program, it was enough for him to come back and laugh at Lin Chongyang and Chen Huaiyu.
Lin Chongyang was very dissatisfied with Pei Zhiyu's results. He thought that he was a deserter because he could not pass the exam as well as Jiang Zhao and Luo Yan.
Naturally, there was some bickering.
Time flies.
In the blink of an eye, it was late June.
The first year of high school is about to end.
As the final exams approached, Wang Guoxiong issued a statistical table of the division of liberal arts and science.
Unlike last semester when we only did statistics, this time we are officially divided into classes.
Most of the students in Class 1 and Class 2 quickly chose science and handed it in.
June 26th.
Final exam.
The top three students in the grade last semester were all preparing for the competition during the last monthly exam and missed the exam. They successfully gathered in the last three positions in the last exam room.
Jiang Zhao became the last one.
There were over 580 people in their entire school, but there were only about 20 or so people in the last exam room. Jiang Zhao looked at the half-filled classroom and lamented, "When I took the first place exam and sat at the door, I felt like, 'I! I've reached the peak of my powers!'"
"What now?"
Luo Yan was sitting in the row in front of her and asked with a smile, "Died in the second generation?"
"No." Jiang Zhao thought carefully. She had ranked first in the grade three times. "Three generations, okay? If I hadn't been busy with exams recently, I wouldn't have had time for this. So it's not my fault."
Luo Yan comforted: "It doesn't matter, the reverse direction will also lead to the summit."
Jiang Zhao glared at him.
Annoying guy.
She sighed deeply, leaned over the table, and an idea suddenly occurred to her: "What do you think? If I go directly from last to first in the test, can I get the Star of Progress award?"
I don’t know if there are any scholarships for the Star of Progress.
Pei Zhiyu: "It's really a path I never imagined."
Luo Yan chuckled: "Have you memorized the politics?"
Jiang Zhao rolled his eyes: "Do you still need to ask?"
Of course...
No.
She doesn't even have classes now, so where does she find the time to study politics, history and geography?
She said stubbornly, "It doesn't matter. I can defeat you with my excellent knowledge of humanities."
In the end, she felt guilty.
Luo Yan echoed: "That's amazing."
Jiang Zhao also felt that this was unrealistic, so she decided to find a way to save the situation: "Please make the math test a little harder..."
The other people in the examination room listened to the three masters chatting and didn't dare to speak at all.
After the last day of exams, I returned to the classroom, and Chen Bailing came back after a while.
Chen Bailing looked a little dazed.
Jiang Zhao thought she didn't do well on the test and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"
Chen Bailing: "Brother Xiong just told me to film a documentary for our class next week."
When everyone heard this, they immediately became interested.
Lin Chongyang asked, "What documentary?"
Chen Bailing organized her words: "It's just... aren't we going to divide into departments? Ask everyone about their dreams or something. We can bring them up at the class reunion and see if they've come true."
After today's exam, they will have classes for a few days next week to announce the results and review the papers.
Then we will rest for a few days and then be officially divided into classes.
By the time the classes were divided, Jiang Zhao and Luo Yan had already gone to the national training program.
In addition, there are still some people who choose liberal arts.
Their class was about to experience a small separation.
So Wang Guoxiong assigned this task to Chen Bailing, who was the cultural and arts committee member.
"So," Chen Bailing began her first interview: "What is your dream?"
Lin Chongyang spoke first: "Making trouble on Wall Street."
Chen Bailing glanced sideways: "Don't you study math?"
"No." Lin Chongyang said innocently, "I just want to be admitted. As for in-depth study and research, pioneering new paths in human mathematics, that should be left to the perverts."
Jiang Zhao: "Well... I'm still here, squad leader."
Lin Chongyang: "See, I told you it should be handed over to the pervert."
Chen Bailing consciously skipped the two people behind her and asked Xiang Xingzhi, "What are you studying?"
Xiang Xingzhi: "Computer science, or study medicine."
Chen Bailing: "What do these two have in common?"
It sounds like they have nothing to do with each other.
Jiang Zhao: "The commonality is probably that they are not very good for hair."
Xiang Xingzhi: "A math student said this?"
"That's right." Jiang Zhao felt that Xiang Xingzhi's words made sense, so he turned around and asked seriously, "Classmate, is there anyone in your family who is bald?"
Luo Yan pretended to think seriously and looked at Jiang Zhao: "No."
"Please be mindful of the impact, okay?" Chen Bailing glanced back and forth between the two of them, tutted in disdain, and asked Yang Ziwen, "Where's Brother Yang?"
Yang Ziwen did not hesitate: "Financial freedom, living a life of idleness and waiting for death."
Chen Bailing: "The second one is easy, how do you achieve the first one?"
Yang Ziwen: "Buy lottery tickets?"
Jiang Zhao suggested sincerely: "Buy a house or gold."
Lin Chongyang: "Why not buy some Bitcoin? I think it has great potential."
Jiang Zhao looked at Lin Chongyang in surprise and said seriously, "Squad Leader, maybe you really do have a talent for finance."
Lin Chongyang blew a breath of air with pride, his curly hair jumping: "Really? You may not be as rich as me in the future."
Chen Bailing: "I really should record your behavior."
June 30th.
In the morning, Chen Bailing brought a camera to the class and began her documentary journey.
As the squad leader, Lin Chongyang naturally became the first one.
Chen Bailing raised her camera and asked, "Classmate, what is your dream?"
Lin Chongyang grinned and said, "Becoming a senior executive at a financial company, manipulating the world economy... Hey, why aren't you recording? I haven't finished yet."
Chen Bailing rolled her eyes: "Just the first sentence, I'm afraid you'll feel embarrassed when you see it in the future."
Lin Chongyang: "How so? How ambitious?"
Chen Bailing ignored him. She turned the camera to the two people behind her who were rarely in the class. "Hey... classmate, what is your dream?"
Jiang Zhaogang took two books from the drawer. She tilted her head and thought for a moment before jokingly saying, "Win a Nobel Prize in Mathematics."
"Why did it upgrade again?"
Chen Bailing cleared her throat. "What about this mathematician who's about to create a new Nobel Prize? How many points do you think you'll get on this final math exam?"
Jiang Zhao: "One hundred and fifty."
Her face was full of: Is there any need to ask this?
"Okay." Chen Bailing turned the camera towards Luo Yan: "What about you, classmate? What's your dream?"
Luo Yan placed his hand on Jiang Zhao's shoulder and turned her to face the camera: "Give her the second authorship for her award-winning paper."
The boy had a red rope and a rubber band on his wrist, and you knew who they belonged to without asking.
Jiang Zhao couldn't help laughing and patted him on the back.
Chen Bailing: "You two should go to class quickly."
She really asked unnecessary questions.
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