Chapter 80 Future
January 13th.
Final exam week.
At the class meeting on Monday, Wang Guoxiong projected the distribution of examination rooms on the screen, which was still based on the ranking of the last monthly exam.
Wang Guoxiong: "This semester, our class has been better than Class 2 in both test scores and basketball games. This is the last exam, so we should try to beat them again. We can't let them down at the crucial moment."
Like pre-war mobilization.
Next door, Kong Yixian was also encouraging Class 2: "In the past few exams in our class, there are more students in the middle. The students in the middle should improve their grades, and the students at the back should work harder, so that we can completely defeat Class 1 this time."
In the next few days, when the two classes on the third floor met, there was a sense of anticipation.
So when Chen Huaiyu came to borrow the competition book from Jiang Zhao, he was chased out by Lin Chongyang as soon as he entered the classroom.
It's just a matter of hanging a sign on the door saying "Class 2 is not allowed to enter."
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The math and science papers in the final exam were much more normal.
On the contrary, it is to make everyone realize that liberal arts cannot be learned casually, so the political history course is made more difficult.
The three-day exam is over, but winter vacation has not yet begun.
The school will have classes for another week and will not be on vacation until the end of the year.
Monday night.
When the evening study bell rang, Wang Guoxiong came into the classroom. She looked around and called out, "Class representative, come with me to the office."
In the office, Kong Yixian was chatting with Pei Zhiyu.
Wang Guoxiong pulled the office chair over to the sofa and asked Jiang Zhao to sit on it. She held a blue folder and said, "The final exam results are out. As the class representative, I want to talk to you about your future study plans."
Jiang Zhao realized that Wang Guoxiong was holding a ranking list for the exam, so she asked curiously, "Teacher, what's my ranking?"
Wang Guoxiong said: "First in six subjects, third in total score."
"ah?"
After finishing the subjects, Jiang Zhao felt that politics, history and geography were quite difficult. Adding several subjects to the subjects was no different from starting from scratch for her.
But after getting third place, she still subconsciously asked, "Who's second?"
Pei Zhiyu heard their conversation and waved his hand behind his back, as if to say, "It's me."
Jiang Zhao saw Pei Zhiyu's actions.
Well, losing to Brother Pei is still acceptable.
Wang Guoxiong asked, "Are you planning to study science?"
Jiang Zhao nodded.
Studying literature and science is a fixed conversation process, but Wang Guoxiong actually felt that there was no need to ask at all.
Are you kidding? If she is the class representative, what else can she study if not science?
Wang Guoxiong scratched the list and asked, "Do you plan to take the college entrance examination in the future?"
Jiang Zhao: "Will you join?"
She really wanted to remind Brother Xiong that she was only in the first year of high school.
Wang Guoxiong didn't think there was anything wrong with her question. "It depends on what your future goals are for the competition, or whether you should focus on your studies first. I suggest you try it this year, and if it doesn't work out, try again next year."
"Yeah." Jiang Zhao hummed, "Teacher, I want to play in the national competition."
Wang Guoxiong originally wanted to let Jiang Zhao train with the sophomores, so that he would have no problem getting a place in the provincial competition.
Unexpectedly, her class representative is more ambitious than her.
Wang Guoxiong continued to ask: "Then have you considered entering the women's competition?"
There is a special women's group in the mathematics competition, and those who rank high can also qualify for the national competition.
It’s not that Wang Guoxiong looks down on Jiang Zhao, it’s just that the facts are there.
Among the two hundred people who won gold medals in last year’s national competition, there were less than ten girls.
Jiang Zhao shook his head: "Teacher, I told my classmate... Luo Yan that we will participate in the national competition together."
As for what happened next, she didn't say.
She has to achieve results first before Brother Xiong will trust her.
Kong Yixian had just told Pei Zhiyu to go back when he interrupted, "Sure, try to get a place this year and sign up for the physics competition next year."
"Go away and stop putting pressure on our class." Wang Guoxiong looked at her old partner with disdain.
Turning to Jiang Zhao, he said gently, "Okay, I understand. Go back and call Luo Yan."
Jiang Zhao returned to the classroom and said to Luo Yan, "Brother Xiong is calling you."
After Luo Yan left, Chen Bailing turned around and lowered her voice: "What do you want? Were you caught in a premature relationship?"
Jiang Zhao: “…”
"No." Jiang Zhao explained: "Brother Xiong is talking to someone about the study arrangements after that. She is calling people based on the final grades."
Several people in the back row heard it.
The atmosphere in the class instantly changed from "Teacher, don't call me" to "Teacher, call me quickly."
Chen Bailing's grades were average, so she didn't want to see the teacher. "What did you ask?"
Jiang Zhao consoled him: "It's just a question about literature and science, don't worry."
Chen Bailing uttered an "oh" and fell into distress: "So what if you said I studied literature or science?"
Jiang Zhao still remembered that Chen Bailing seemed to have mentioned it, so she asked, "Don't you want to read the new biography?"
Chen Bailing was confused and asked, "But you all know how to learn science, right?"
Although their school does not emphasize science over liberal arts as much as the Affiliated High School of Science and Technology, it is only slightly better.
In the eyes of many people, liberal arts is still a second-best option for those who are not good at studying and cannot learn mathematics, physics and chemistry.
Jiang Zhao smiled and said, "Can't we be friends if we're not in the same class?"
Chen Bailing let out a long sigh.
In the office.
Wang Guoxiong saw Luo Yan coming in and said, "Come, Luo Yan, sit down. Let's talk about our future study arrangements today."
Luo Yan hummed.
Wang Guoxiong went through the formalities: "Learn liberal arts or science?"
"Theory."
Wang Guoxiong asked, "I heard from my class representative that you guys want to compete in the national competition next semester?"
"Fake."
Before Wang Guoxiong could speak, Luo Yan said, "We are talking about winning the gold medal together."
It was the first time that Wang Guoxiong heard Luo Yan say such arrogant words.
Although Mingyuan is the best high school in Xincheng, there are always people better than you. Looking at the whole country, the results of the province's mathematics competitions in recent years have been quite average, and only a handful of students have won medals.
What’s more, they are two students who are only in the first year of high school.
But Wang Guoxiong didn't discourage her two precious children. She smiled and said, "Okay, young people should have ambition. I forgot to ask, are you going to attend the training class during the winter break? Or will you continue to study on your own?"
"Yes, come on."
"Okay, I'll report it to you later." Wang Guoxiong was satisfied with the answer and waved his hand: "Go back and call the squad leader over to me."
When Luo Yan was about to leave the office, Wang Guoxiong remembered something: "Wait a minute."
Luo Yan turned around and looked at her.
Wang Guoxiong snorted coldly: "You two should study hard. If you are surpassed by Class 2 in the exams in the future, I will tell you how I will deal with you."
Luo Yan was stunned for a moment, then understood what Wang Guoxiong meant: "No."
Kong Yi was lecturing Chen Huaiyu first. When he heard Luo Yan's words, he patted Chen Huaiyu on the shoulder and said, "Hurry up and work hard. Try to get first place next time. Can you bear to see your homeroom teacher, me, lose face in front of your teacher, Mr. Wang?"
Chen Huaiyu scratched his head: "It's too difficult, teacher, please bear with it."
Kong Yixian raised his leg as if to kick him: "Get lost."
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