Chapter 125: face

The air conditioning air is slowly blowing out from the air outlets of the four corners of the classroom.
It should have been after the class of relaxation, but it seems to be filled with spurs and anxious particles.
The high school students were very upset. They stared at the teacher who had sorted out the papers on the podium and talked about what was going on.
This may be the first time in their lives. Not only sitting in the same classroom as junior high school students, but also taking the same courses, even taking the same test papers, and finally it is very likely to listen to the results together.
Of course, the last one is Lin’s guess, based on the fact that Vice President Zhang is by no means a fuel-efficient lamp.
Lin Zhaoxi looked to the side, and the cockroach just raised his eyes and touched the line. Lin Zhao raised the automatic pencil: "You analyze it."
"What is it?"
"What do you want to do in old Zhang?"
"What do you think?"

I think Lao Zhang wants to use us to stimulate high school students?

"Well, how did this speculation come?"
"Why do junior high school students and high school students gather training together, save teachers, for convenience? Everyone still has grades, and the pressure is definitely tilting toward the upper grades? Wow, think about it, if I want to be with junior high school students. Exams must be scared to test but they are shameful..."
After Lin Chaoxi finished, he discovered that he was led by the shackles, and all the brains had speculated. On the other hand, you can turn the circle pen gently, very calm and calm.
She stared at him with a big eye, and looked forward to the answer. He suddenly smiled and said: "You have a premise about this speculation..."
"what?"
"You think that our mathematics is better than high school students."
One of the beggars, Lin eve blushing, she seems to expose the idea of ​​subconscious...
In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Lin Chong lightly coughed: "I still have a problem, we are junior high school students and high school students, but why the training venue is in the university, it is very strange."
Lu Zhihao came over: "Normally, this year the National Olympics training team is training at Yongchuan University."
"How do you know this?" Lin was surprised.
"You don't read the news?"
Lin Zhaoxi: "I... just watch... news broadcast..."
"Then you still need to know a little more about math-related news." Lu Zhihao finished, turned his head and continued to immerse himself in the last class.
"Oh……"
Lin Zhaoxi nodded earnestly and said that he was taught, but he felt that things were even more strange: the national training team at Yongchuan University, they set up a joint high school joint training group, arranged at Sanwei University?
"Hey brother?"
"Let's wait."
The reply is very simple, but I think that it’s really not easy for Lin’s classmates to wait and see.

The speed at which Mr. Wan corrected the test paper was faster than the solution.
In the second class, when the lectures were delayed, the voice of Wanyang's papers was finally heard from the classroom.
The stool turned back and slammed back. All the students had a chill, and Wan Yang stood up with the test paper and walked slowly and heavy steps to the stage.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the classroom changed from anxiety to stagnation.
The two teachers were in front of the podium, and there were about a few tens of seconds. No one spoke, and the heartbeat accelerated with Lin.
In the end, it is still easy to solve the stagnation: "Was the teacher finished?"
Wan Yang stepped forward and threw down the test paper "啪" without saying a word.
"That's the hairpin, the classmate who reported the name came up to take the test paper." The solution was very casual. He directly patted the chalk ash on his hand and opened the paper he had corrected. He said, "Ding Xueyou, 86..."
Everything in the classroom is silent.
After hearing the first name, Liu Zhiyuan felt that he was worried that the things of so many days finally happened. The training team really wanted to "learn" them from the junior high school students, but everyone was at least one grade difference. This group of junior high school students can really compare them. High test?
After resolving the results, Wan Yang was not willing to show weakness, opened the papers and began to read the names of junior high school students.
"Yu Qianqian, 88."
"Oh, too, 90 points."
Names and grades alternately, first high school students, then junior high school students, then high school students... The test papers are not difficult, so everyone's grades are pretty good, so the atmosphere is loose.
The test papers were sent out one by one, and the test papers were taken in the small half of the classroom.
Just then, Wan Yang read: "Wang Tianlong, 98."
He paused and the entire classroom paused.
Liu Zhiyuan's fingertips shook gently, alternating under the report, and finally appeared in the junior high school students with absolute high scores.
"Wang Tianlong?"
"Is it in junior high school?"
The eyes of high school students are intertwined, like asking in a low voice.
In the middle school student, a boy with glasses ran to the stage.
Liu Zhiyuan remembers this Wang Tianlong. Every time he goes to class, he is noisy and has questions to ask. But this time, Wang Tianlong trotting on the stage did not have as many words as usual.
"The test is good." Wan teacher rarely boasted.
Wang Tianlong took the test paper silently and took it back to his seat. He took the wrong question seriously and did not care about the commotion around him.
I did not say anything, and continued to report the results, but the small commotion brought by 98 is still there.
"Well, oh."
"I thought he had a problem with his mind..."
"Genius is like this?"
The students whispered again.
Liu Zhiyuan is still waiting. His surname is from four strokes to five strokes. He finally heard his name.
"Liu Zhiyuan, 98."
When the clenched hand was released, Liu Zhiyuan was relieved, and he restrained himself without sighing, and finally did not lose face to high school students.
He walked onto the podium, and the solution also praised him like Wan Yang: "The test is good, continue to work hard."
"Thank you, teacher." He paid attention to courtesy and took a nap. The gaze from the four shots made him even feel that he had won the award on the stage.
But his excitement only lasted for a few seconds, just as he stepped down the steps, Wan Yang opened again: "Lin dynasty, 100 points."
All eyes glared at the corner of the classroom, and the girls who looked down at the things looked up, their eyes were dark and their expressions were calm and calm.
The classroom was quiet, no sound, no sensation. But Liu Zhiyuan still stood in front of the podium, he was embarrassed.
The boy who had been sitting around Lin Chaoxi smiled and glanced at her with a very light and serious look. Lin was waking up in an instant.
The two men looked at each other with great tacit understanding. The girls returned to normal and trotting on the stage.
Liu Zhiyuan continued to go back and watched her pass.
"I really want to pick the wrong one, but I didn't find out." Wan Yang handed out the test paper and said.
"Amount, thank you teacher."
"Not bad." The solution also added a sentence.
Lin Chaoxi whispered modestly: "Normal state..."
When Lin Zhaoxi walked off the stage, the class finally got noisy.
"Great!" junior high school students said.
"Let me see the standard answer!" Wang Tianlong, who was two points worse.
"There is a face, now the highest score is on our side!" The only bald boy in the class shouted.
His voice did not fall, Liu Zhiyuan suddenly angry, not only him, all high school students are extremely embarrassed, their expressions are stagnation, and quietly.
"You are a little bit!" Wang Tianlong took a note of Chen Youguang.
"You don't want to be hypocritical!" Chen Youguang counterattacked.
The junior high school students clashed in a group, but the solution was still like nothing, and continued to report results.
From the first 100 points, high school students are expecting people with the same perfect score. However, with more and more strokes, Liu Zhiyuan found that he still maintained the first place in the high school.
He is in a complicated mood, and he hopes that someone can suppress the arrogance of these little children, and does not want anyone to surpass themselves.
From ten to ten, and then continue to go down, the test papers are issued, and there are still high school students who have no higher scores.
until……
Wan Yang paused for a while and looked at the last test paper and said, "Hey, 100."
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