Chapter 198: Freshman Registration
In the middle of September, the afternoon sun is strong, orange and yellow juice, splashing Hushan Normal High School everywhere, teaching buildings, gymnasiums, volleyball courts, track and field tracks, propaganda columns, woods, forest paths, large lawns...... It is covered with a layer of vivid orange gold.
Hu Yiting panicked at the doorman, saying that he had just recovered from a serious illness and came to class for the first time this semester.
Entering the school gate, walking along the wide avenue to the end, is the tall six-story main teaching building, the I-shaped structure is like a dumbbell, the left is the junior high school, the right is the high school, and the middle is the school leader's office, the real yàn room, the computer room, the school history honor exhibition room, the conference room, and the multimedia classroom.
In the summer of September afternoon, the sunshine quietly accompanied Hu Yiting at the foot of Hu Yiting with the loneliness that was about to pass.
He finally found the sign of "Senior 1 Group Office (A)" and pushed the door in: "I'm Hu Yiting, I'm here to report." ”
In the huge office, teachers who were quietly grading homework or napping stuck their heads out.
Hu Yiting didn't expect that he would be a little nervous after coming to the High School again, he opened his mouth slightly and took a deep breath: "I came to report for the first time today, and I heard that I was assigned to the second class?"
Regarding the situation of his class, Hu Yiting still listened to Zhang Baiqi on the phone, and came to Gangqiang's mother to find Liang Shounan, the principal of the High School Attached to her family, who was a relative of her family, and put Hu Yiting, Lai Gangqiang, and Zhang Baiqi, three students who were also from the fifth middle school, together and put them in the second class.
According to Zhang Baiqi said on the phone, the first and second classes are good classes, he now feels a lot of pressure, in the first week of school, he only took the test 42, almost can be regarded as a name Sun Shan, you must know that the class is only 55 people, Zhang Baiqi told Hu Yiting on the phone, this ranking really made him uncomfortable, a week after the score came down, he lost two and a half pounds.
"Hu Yiting, Class 2, you are the student who won the award, right?" asked an old teacher who was sitting next to the door with a smile.
didn't wait for Hu Yiting to agree. A middle-aged man walked out of the depths of the office, with a crisp white shirt on his body, but unfortunately there was some crimson chalk dust on the front of him, and a teacher is such a profession. The more you put into the work, the more you can't get dressed to go to work.
The middle-aged man beckoned to Hu Yiting: "Hu Yiting, come here, come here." ”
Hu Yiting walked over, and after introducing himself a few words, he learned that the other party's name was Zhao Shijun.
"You sit down first. I'll take you to class after class, Hu Yiting, why didn't you bring your schoolbag?" Zhao Shijun asked Hu Yiting.
It can be seen that Zhao Shijun is very gentle with himself, with a smile on his face, there is a slight expectation in his eyes, and Hu Yiting is also relieved: "I just came back from Beidu, and I rushed over after leaving my luggage at home, I want to come over first to see, it doesn't matter if the schoolbag is or not." ”
Zhao Shijunxin said that this Hu Yiting is really arrogant, he really deserves to be a student who has won a national special prize for decades, and he is really worthy of being the first person to solve Poincaré's mathematical conjecture.
Zhao Shijun smiled: "I know that high school study may not be too much of a burden for you. But you should also try to do a good job in all subjects as much as possible, after all, you haven't got the guarantee notice yet, and in case you need to take the college entrance examination, your usual grades are also very important. ”
Hu Yiting smiled kindly and nodded to Zhao Shijun.
Zhao Shijun saw Hu Yiting's confidence in smiling, and hurriedly asked, "Could it be that there is already a university in Beidu that has contacted you?"
A middle-aged woman sitting at the table next to Zhao Shijun interjected with a smile: "Xiao Zhao, do you think a middle school student who has solved Poincaré's conjecture, which university would not want him? It's already good if he wasn't directly admitted to the juvenile class! ”
Zhao Shijun looked embarrassed: "Teacher Liu, aren't I learning about the situation from Hu Yiting." ”
Hu Yiting also hurriedly relieved his future homeroom teacher: "Teacher Zhao, I was contacted by a school before. But I didn't agree, I felt that I was still young and immature, and I needed to take my time step by step. ”
"Which school?" Teacher Liu next to him opened his mouth full of gossip to inquire, and the surrounding teachers also pricked up their ears.
"Xia Lao from the Institute of Computing Science of the Chinese Academy of Sciences wants me to study with her. Dean Zhou also proposed that I stay at the Chinese Academy of Sciences, but after thinking about it, I felt that this was encouraging me to sprout, so I refused. ”
As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the office, and Zhao Shijun asked tentatively: "Who are Xia Lao and Dean Zhou?"
Academician Zhou is also the president of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. That's why I'll call him Dean Zhou. ”
Zhao Shijun swallowed his spit fiercely, and he wanted to take back all the words he had said before. 、
"What are you kidding! Two academicians! The academician asked this student in his class to stay in the Chinese Academy of Sciences, but this kid refused! I also told him that I wanted him to do well in all other subjects, in case he did not get the qualification for the guarantee in the future and needed to take the college entrance examination...... Aren't you fed and fed! What do people need you to worry about?"
When the other teachers in the office heard this, they also smacked their tongues and were amazed.
Teacher Liu next to him nodded again and again, and sighed: "Xiaohu, you can come to the high school to study, the teachers are very happy, my surname is Liu, I will be your chemistry teacher in the future, if you don't understand anything in the future, you must come to ask me!
"Good. Hu Yiting smiled and nodded in agreement.
Zhao Shijun felt bitter in his heart, as a class teacher, he taught mathematics, and his own student, his mathematics level is said to be ...... It's just a slot......
In short, Mr. Liu's sentence just now, "If there is anything you don't understand in the future, you must come to ask me", Zhao Shijun felt that with his current face, it was impossible to say it no matter what......
"Hu Yiting, you will have ...... in the future If you have any troubles in life, you can find Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao I also came from a young age, and I used to be a top student in high school, hahaha, no matter what troubles, you just come to ask me!" Zhao Shijun finally found a suitable line.
"Good. Hu Yiting was concise and to the point.
Zhao Shijun was satisfied, and there was a vague sense of pride, this Hu Yiting is only 16 this year, and he has already solved the world-class mathematical conjecture, if nothing else, he will definitely be a top scholar in the field of Chinese mathematics in time, and in any case, he is his high school class teacher, and this honor is too simple and too happy.
"Hu Yiting, I read in the newspaper that some scholars in China have sorted out your proof papers and sent them abroad, and the foreign mathematical community is also very sure of your proof, when do you think foreign countries will recognize that we Chinese have solved the Poincaré conjecture? Do you think the next Fields Medal will be awarded to you?" Zhao Shijun proudly talked about the topic of mathematics, deliberately asking other teachers, especially Teacher Liu, not to interject.
"It doesn't matter if a foreigner recognizes me or not, Academician Wu Wenjun and Academician Zhong Jiaqin of the Institute of Mathematics of the Chinese Academy of Sciences both think that I have completed the proof, and that is enough. ”
Zhao Shijun's heart was hot: "Have you seen Wu Lao and Zhong Lao?"
Hu Yiting smiled and said, "Well, I talked and laughed with them. ”
Zhao Shijun couldn't help but think of Principal Liang's instructions when he talked to him alone before the start of school: "Xiao Zhao, put Hu Yiting in your class, this is the organization's trust in you, you have to be 120,000 careful!"
At that time, Zhao Shijun only felt very honored when he heard this, but now when he came to face Hu Yiting again as a grassroots mathematician, he immediately realized what it means to be 120,000 careful, this is simply a special job in the face of idols.
"I used to be a math teacher when I was in college, and I admired Mr. Wu very ......much," Zhao Shijun's voice became lower and lower, and he couldn't go on anymore.
Thinking of the idol mathematician who his teacher admired, who used to talk and laugh with his students, Zhao Shijun had no idea how to deal with this special student.
Fortunately, the bell rang at this time, and Zhao Shijun was finally relieved.
"Hu Yiting, I'll take you to the classroom, your textbooks are in the belly of the seat, next time you bring a book package back...... It's okay if you don't pretend...... Belch...... Or pretend...... But it's okay to put it at school......" (To be continued.) )