Chapter 31 Athousandyears
The topic of the competition is very simple.
There are three multiple-choice questions and three long questions, all within the scope of high school mathematics. Some of them are slightly beyond the syllabus, and the difficulty is not as good as the entrance examination paper prepared by Brother Xiong.
Jiang Zhao hardly even used the scratch paper.
By the time she finished writing, half of the people in the exam room were writing furiously, while the other half were scratching their heads.
Most of the students in their class signed up, and even if they had never learned the competition questions or attended training classes, they would still come to try, so the examination room where she was was full of students from Mingyuan Class 1 and Class 2.
The examination room allowed students to hand in their papers half an hour in advance, but it was still too early for Jiang Zhao to finish, so he could only stare blankly around.
This primary school is surrounded by the wealthy area of the new city and has a very good environment. It is not only fully equipped with air conditioning and water dispensers, but also has a computer embedded in the podium and the desks and chairs are also brand new.
On the table where Jiang Zhao sat, there were a few large words written in pencil: I don’t want to learn Olympiad mathematics!!! I want to grow up!!!
Six exclamation marks show how much pressure the primary school student is under.
The word "奥" was also written incorrectly.
Jiang Zhao thought of the Tong'an Primary School where she attended. They used old long benches. Every time they moved the bench forward, they had to signal the person sitting at the other end to lift their buttocks together. When they stood up, they had to be careful not to get their pants scratched by the nails on the bench.
The paint on the table was badly peeling and the bottom was covered with chewing gum. The wood was soft enough that you could carve words on it with your fingernails. You didn't even need a carving knife to carve the word "morning".
The fan was also dark yellow, and it made a squeaking sound when hanging above his head. Every summer, Jiang Zhao would worry that the fan would fall down, and then he would imagine a bloody scene of his head being cut off by the fan blades.
But Tong'an County didn't offer any Olympiad tutoring, and Jiang Zhao never took any classes or specializations. Every day after school, he'd play with the neighborhood kids, climbing trees in the mountains, fishing in the river, and chasing their half-free dogs along the main road, never having to worry about traffic.
Jiang Zhao took out a mechanical pencil and wrote under the elementary school student's handwriting: "You still have to learn when you grow up. Not only do you have to learn, you also have to take exams."
I'm sorry, the sister sitting in your seat is a bad person.
The invigilator had noticed Jiang Zhao a long time ago.
As soon as the bell for the formal exam rang, the girl began to write furiously, as if she didn't need to think at all. He repeatedly reminded her not to scribble, but she seemed not to hear.
The invigilator walked down from the podium and stood beside Jiang Zhao's desk. Seeing that she had put the paper aside, he bent down slightly and began to look at it.
The girl's answers were very neat and her ideas were accurate and concise. The invigilator became more and more engaged the more he watched.
Jiang Zhao didn't care. She put down her pen and looked in the direction of Luo Yan.
Luo Yan was sitting diagonally in front of her and it seemed that he had already written to the back of the paper. Soon, he put down his pen and turned to look in the direction of Jiang Zhao.
Their eyes met and Jiang Zhao smiled.
Half an hour after the exam ended, the bell rang and most of the people in the exam room left instantly.
As soon as they arrived at the school gate, Lin Chongyang rushed over and said, "Class representative, check the answers."
Jiang Zhao: "B, A, D, Y equals four-thirds times X, six times the square root of three, if and only if t is greater than or equal to one-half and less than or equal to three-half."
Yang Ziwen was very happy: "Then our answers are the same."
Lin Chongyang: "Hello, we are Huajuan. Do you know what Huajuan is?"
Huajuan means that the order of answers to multiple-choice questions is different.
Chen Huaiyu and Pei Zhiyu came out together. Chen Huaiyu interrupted, "What kind of answer is that? If you can't pass the preliminaries, just find a rope and hang yourself."
"Get lost." Lin Chongyang scolded, "Don't yell if you can't beat me in the provincial competition."
Luo Yan came over, and Jiang Zhao took out his phone from his bag and gave it to him: "Are you going home or to school?"
"Back to school."
Jiang Zhao: "Then let's take the bus?"
Luo Yan: "Okay."
There are very few people on the bus at this moment.
Jiang Zhao and Luo Yan sat in the third row, and Lin Chongyang sat in the front.
Lin Chongyang sat in the front seat. Yang Ziwen wanted to go home, so there was no one sitting next to Lin Chongyang.
It seems that the shuttle bus will not leave until at least the end of the exam time.
From time to time, people would get on the bus, and even people from other classes would take a second look at Jiang Zhao.
The wait for the bus to depart was so long that Jiang Zhao pulled out headphones from his bag. "Want to listen to some music?"
Luo Yan took it.
After Yue Liangjie got in the car, he saw Jiang Zhao, and then saw the headphone wire hanging between her and Luo Yan, and was stunned for a moment.
He asked Lin Chongyang: "Is anyone here?"
"No."
Yue Liangjie immediately sat down.
He was like a spy, listening intently to what the two people behind him were saying.
However, to his disappointment, the two of them didn't say a word, so much so that Yue Liangjie once wanted to stand up and see if they were doing some "sitting together and chatting on WeChat" kind of thing.
"Hey, what are you looking at? Do you want to check the answer?" Lin Chongyang asked from the side.
"No." Yue Liangjie lowered his voice: "Have they... talked?"
"What to talk about?" Lin Chongyang didn't understand.
Lin Chongyang spoke loudly, and Yue Liangjie was so anxious that he almost covered Lin Chongyang's mouth. He stretched out his thumbs on each hand, pointed them together, and bent them: "That's what I mean."
Lin Chongyang finally understood.
fall in love?
Luo Yan?
"Impossible." Lin Chongyang said firmly.
"Then why are they always together?"
"The class representative stole the first place from Yanshen." Lin Chongyang said without thinking: "And that's the three of us old people together. We were doing exercises together in the classroom during the National Day holiday. Do you understand? Could it be that the three of us had a relationship?"
We are all together in the classroom during National Day...
Yue Liangjie looked at Lin Chongyang's confident look, and for the first time he felt powerless.
"I can't explain it to you."
Lin Chongyang felt that he still couldn't explain it clearly to Yue Liangjie.
Your mind is full of love and romance, so vulgar.
He doesn't have any of those high-level pursuits.
The engine roared as the bus rolled over the speed bump at the school gate.
Jiang Zhao opened the car window, and the wind rushed in unexpectedly, blowing her hair.
The scenery outside the car passed by, and the sunlight cast light and shadow on her face. Her hands were resting on her knees, dazzlingly white in the October noon light.
Luo Yan said: "Are you going home or back to school later?"
"go home."
Jiang Wei told her that he would come over today.
Jiang Zhao said, "Bai Ling posted the cheerleading exercises to the group yesterday, but I haven't seen them yet. How are you guys doing?"
The boys in their class go to play basketball every afternoon after school recently.
Luo Yan's objective evaluation: "Average."
"I'm telling you, we've already agreed to go shopping for clothes. Don't let the game get you eliminated after just one round."
"It seems that my deskmate is very confident?"
"I'm not confident enough to bet with you." Jiang Zhao raised his head and smiled: "Does our school still have training for the provincial competition?"
"Yes, during the winter vacation." Luo Yan looked at her sideways: "Do you want to participate?"
"Yes." Jiang Zhao said, "Otherwise, the winter vacation is too long. Do you want to join us?"
"Think about it."
"cut."
Luo Yan smiled: "Then let's do it together."
A thin headphone cable connected the two people.
…
So close, so close
Every day that passes, I'm waiting for you
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