48. I'm not afraid that you will play yin with me

The math teacher, who had been waiting for a long time, stepped forward directly, handed over a bottle of water, patted Jian Xiangyang's arm, and asked anxiously and expectantly.

"How do you feel? I heard them come out in advance and say that the number of questions in this selection is a few more than in previous years, and the difficulty of the finale questions has also increased by one degree. Xiang Yang, how do you feel? Can you make it to the provincial team?"

In fact, what the teacher wanted to ask was whether he could get a full score, but he was afraid of putting too much pressure on Xiangyang, so the math teacher asked relentlessly.

"Yes, yes, is Brother Yang sure that he will enter the provincial team?"

"Brother Yang, I collapsed this time, I didn't say it, this question was not done by a person at all, it didn't follow the routine at all, and there were no similar questions to refer to in the past...... I'm hopeless, I can only rely on Brother Yang and you and the dialect!"

"Brother Yang, you should be sure of your words, right?"

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"The result I got for the third question is 3i, and the eleventh question for the big question can be ...... binomial"

"Thank you, teacher...... The test is okay, and it should be about the same as usual. ”

After Xiang Yang checked the answers with the classmates who were anxious to know the results, he took the mineral water handed by the teacher, thanked him with a smile, and replied politely and gently to everyone.

Although the questions in this test involve a wide range of knowledge points, some of them are beyond the outline and out of the way.

But for him, this type of test paper is no different from the test paper on weekdays.

It can be regarded as the result of his patching of the original main logic chain and knowledge point loopholes.

There are no books to read in vain and a sea of questions in vain, and there are no blind spots in his mind now in the knowledge points before college.

"It's about the same as usual? Hahaha, it's good! It's good!

Hearing this, the math teacher breathed a sigh of relief, couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, the corners of his mouth showed a little excitement and pride, and said with a big smile.

On weekdays, it's a full score, which is about the same as usual, and it's not a full score.

It's not that he believes in Jian Xiangyang too much, but that this kid's scores on weekdays are too stable, giving people a full sense of security.

Hahahahahaha, he didn't want to laugh, but he couldn't help it, the list of this year's provincial team selection exam was first and foremost in their three!

Fortunately, he snatched Xiang Yang from the biology teacher.

When he grabbed people at the beginning, he really didn't expect that after Xiang Yang's attention was on IMO, his strength in the math competition would be so strong, and he would be so surprised.

"Hahaha, Brother Yang, I knew that you must be stable. ”

"Catch me when you form a team in the provincial competition~"

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"Teacher Zhao, what is so happy?

"Lao Zhao, so happy, it seems that your third middle school did well in this exam?"

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The situation of everyone surrounding Xiangyang in the third middle school was seen by many teachers from surrounding schools and candidates who came out of the examination room.

Because the questions are very biased, most of the competition students do not have good expressions on their faces after coming out of the examination room, and the competition teams of various schools are in a bleak atmosphere like autumn wind sweeping leaves.

At this time, the cheerful and cheerful atmosphere of No. 3 Middle School is like the warm spring sun, which is a little conspicuous.

Seeing that Mr. Zhao, the leader of the No. 3 Middle School who was silent on weekdays, was smiling and happy at this time, several competition leaders from other schools who were familiar with Mr. Zhao around raised their eyebrows and looked at each other, and stepped forward to ask.

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"Who am I talking about? This young man is so handsome, at first I thought you were a school grass! It turns out that he is Jian Xiangyang!"

After Mr. Zhao's introduction, a teacher patted his thigh and said suddenly, looking at Xiang Yang in amazement.

"The perfect score in the final exam of the municipal joint entrance examination, the child who won the first place in the joint examination for a long time from our No. 1 middle school and won two top spots for your school. ”

"It's him, I've heard of it too! When our school saw the results in the final exam, the teachers of our school talked about it for a long time, saying that you were a baby from the third middle school. ”

The other teacher also thought about it, and looked at Jian Xiangyang with the same surprised eyes.

"I always thought he was the main sprint culture class, but I didn't expect him to be one of the members of your school's IMO competition, and he is really a hero!"

"Teacher Zhao, look at your performance just now, Jian Xiangyang seems to have done well in this competition......"

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"Where is there ...... That is, generally~ it depends on the results tomorrow. ”

Facing the flattering, envious and jealous eyes of other school teachers, Teacher Zhao still said in a very modest tone.

If you ignore the pride and pride on his face that can't be concealed.

"He is Jian Xiangyang......"

The students of other schools, because of the teacher's reminder, also corresponded Jian Xiangyang with the perfect score pervert that appeared in the legendary No. 3 Middle School some time ago.

The people who can come here are all the top students from various schools, not to mention the EQ, the IQ must be enough. It is an instinct to advocate the strong.

Although they are taking the road of competition, they are developing to the extreme of a single subject. But it does not prevent them from advocating and admiring this kind of cultural class, who is not biased in all subjects, and who are all strong to the point of perversion.

So those competition students, the introverted ones talked in groups, and the bolder ones went directly to talk to Jian Xiangyang and left their contact information.

......

Looking at the lively scene around Jian Xiangyang, looking at Jian Xiangyang, who was surrounded by everyone in the center of the crowd, smiling and calmly dealing with the teachers and classmates from other schools who came to talk.

The dialect retreated in a corner and did not step forward to mingle.

His eyes looked at all this coldly, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile of anticipation and mockery, like watching a good show that was about to be staged.

Laugh, laugh, the happier you laugh now, the more you will be hit when the results come out tomorrow.

Seeing him rise up a tall building, watching him feast guests, seeing his building collapse!

He just likes to watch this kind of good show.

Compliment, lift, lift, lift Jian Xiangyang as high as possible, and when the surprise appears tomorrow, the sense of gap can be pulled to the extreme.

Let Jian Xiangyang fall from the altar and break his bones, and there is no room to get up and turn around.

The blood flow rate he was expecting was accelerating, and he held back for half a semester, just waiting for the moment to come tomorrow. He looked forward to the excitement in his veins.

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"Here, see you at the winter camp ......"

"Okay, goodbye to winter camp. ”

After writing the contact information to a friend from another school who came to talk and wanted to participate in the winter camp together, Xiang Yang looked up and noticed the gaze of the dialect.

The ring finger lifted his glasses slightly, and there was still a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes skimmed over Fang Yan, as if he didn't notice anything.

He is not afraid of dialects playing yin with him, playing yin, after so many worlds, he is much more proficient than dialects.

Sometimes it is more important than anything else to maintain a good heart.