"According to the latest meteorological observations, Typhoon Jinghong began to turn around 6 o'clock this morning, gradually moving westward from the west coast of East Island, and is expected to make landfall in Julian City, China at about 2 o'clock in the morning tomorrow."

"According to the latest meteorological observations, Typhoon Jinghong is near Saikaido on Higashijima, and the wind is gradually weakening, and it will not have much impact on our country for the time being......"

Wu Daoyuan, director of the Capital Meteorological Observatory, took off his glasses and wiped his somewhat dazed eyes.

I haven't slept for two days because of the noisy typhoon, and now I see everything is a flower.

He sighed and put his glasses back on the bridge of his nose.

These two pieces of news are like a child's house.

Typhoon is also a little too skinny.

He has studied the weather for decades, and has never encountered such a strange and unpredictable typhoon.

Inaccurate predictions, deviations of one or two points, will cause immeasurable losses.

But this time, he had a feeling that he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

The forecast was accurate, and the typhoon made landfall, causing huge losses.

The prediction is not accurate, the relevant provinces have been preparing for flood prevention and disaster prevention in the past two days, and the manpower and material resources consumed are also very large.

However, it is better not to land on the lesser of the two powers.

It's just that this typhoon case has to be carefully studied, and he has to organize people to conduct special research, make a research report, and at the same time have to report the forecast and the reasons for this forecast to the above.

He's got the name of the report in his head—

New Meteorological Discoveries Triggered by Typhoon Jinghong

……

"It seems to have succeeded, and I really have the ability to change the typhoon."

Yan Ziqi sent a message to Yi Cheng.

"Hmm. Roger that. Actually, you're not controlling the wind, it's the ability to control the water. Yi Cheng relayed what Gong Sinan said yesterday.

"Huh? Is that so? I was still happy for a day. Ziqi replied, "I originally said that we would be able to fly out of thin air together in the future." ”

"It's not bad." Yi Cheng replied, "We can still swim underwater together." ”

“…… Oh, that's what you say, that's the agreement. ”

Hey, the brain circuits of these goddesses.

Yi Cheng thought to himself that I was just making an analogy, how did it become an agreement?

"Yes." He replied.

"Hee-hee." The other party smiled back.

Since clearing the dungeon, I can't see Ziqi's favorability, and I don't know how much it is now.

"By the way, you can try to see if it can rain, and it stands to reason that if you can control the water, you can control part of the weather."

"Well, good. I'll try. ”

After a while, a drizzling rain began to fall outside the classroom.

"Success, success......"

Ziqi's message revealed a tone of disbelief.

Oh, yes.

Yi Cheng looked at the rain outside the window and let out a sigh.

But don't learn from Bai Suzhen on impulse.

After a while, the sky cleared again after the rain and clouds.

The weather change is like a joke.

Feeling the slight tug from the left pocket of his school uniform, Yi Cheng took out a Dream Fruit from his prop backpack and stuffed it in.

……

The next class is Ran Bingqing's math class.

She walked in with a stack of exam papers from last Friday's test.

"Last week's quiz." Ran Bingqing showed a subtle and charming smile, "Guess how many points you can score?" ”

Although she is a well-known beauty in the school and her smile is indeed very heartwarming, everyone does not feel happy.

"Teacher Ran, the question you came up with last time was too perverted."

"That's it, the last chicken question, we can't even understand the question."

Those who say these things have some mathematical background.

"Actually, it doesn't matter to students like us."

"Well, whatever, a big question doesn't affect anything, I guess I'm around 90 points, I'm used to taking a boat, and some fluctuations are normal."

……

"Listen, is this what students who are about to take the college entrance examination should say?" Ran Bingqing's face was sad and he sighed helplessly, "It's really disappointing." What the hell is going on with you guys? Do you want to go to university yet? ”

Ran Bingqing raised his head and clenched his fists.

"Believe in yourself, show some fighting spirit, anything can happen before the college entrance examination!"

"Yes, teacher......" the students replied weakly.

"Okay, I'll tell you about the general situation of this test." Ran Bingqing said expressionlessly, "There are 56 people in the class, 20 of them are below 90 points, these classmates and teachers don't criticize anymore, and they will have to spend some time and work hard after they go down, and if they don't understand, they must ask the teacher."

In addition, 24 people with a score of 90 to 120 also need to work hard, and the standard of this test paper is completely the difficulty of the college entrance examination, and there is no reason to only take this score.

The teacher believes that everyone is smart, and as long as they are willing to take the time, they will definitely be able to change in the coming months. ”

Therefore, the profession of a teacher has nothing to do with looks.

Whether it is a high-value or a low-value person, the words spoken are almost the same.

"12 people with a score of 120 or more. Only 5 of them scored 140 points or more. ”

"With such a difficult question, can you still take the 140 test, is it still human?!" There was a wail below.

"But!"

Ran Bingqing knocked on the table and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

However, only one student got a perfect score. It's so disappointing. ”

"Mom, there are full marks, which pervert is so perverted?"

"Teacher, what are you disappointed about, you may not be able to do the right thing about this test paper you threw to the university mathematics department, right?"

"Which bastard got a perfect score, it's so unsocial!"

……

"Okay, Yicheng, you send the test papers."

Yes, Yi Cheng is the representative of the math class, hand-picked by Ran Bingqing.

Yi Cheng stood up and handed out the test papers one by one.

When he got his test paper, it was marked with a big score of 150 in red pen.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The curls were sent around, and Yi Cheng sat back in his seat.

His test papers have long been circulated.

"Please, be a person, right? Let's have a way to live. ”

"Your sister ......" Yi Cheng frowned, "Is math good or not, what does it have to do with others?" ”

"Listen, is this what a man says?"

"At least you're pulling up the average, we're all averaged, and our image is damaged."

"How much can I pull...... Even if you score 0 points in all the exams, and the average score of 150 is 56 people, it is only a little more than 2 points per person, less than 3 points. ”

"I'm just 2 points short of passing!"

"No, no, no, I'm going to kill you bastard."

“……”

"Okay, now I'm going to explain the exam questions."

Ran Bingqing knocked on the podium and signaled everyone to be quiet.

The classroom is back to a dull atmosphere.

"That's right, you can do it right with such a perverted chicken eating question Yicheng?" Bai Jingxue was not very surprised that he got a high score, but he was still a little surprised that he could answer the chicken question correctly.

"Well, it's not that hard." Yi Cheng said.

"Then why didn't you even get one last year?"

Shulian, or Gaolian, Guolian.

It refers to the annual National High School Mathematics League, and those who can win the provincial first prize in the high school federation will be eligible for admission with reduced scores from some schools.

The first prize of the province is referred to as the first prize of the province.

After the high union, each provincial capital selected a small number of students who won the first provincial level to participate in the CMO (Chinese Mathematical Olympiad, also known as the winter camp) competition in November.

"......" Yi Cheng's smile froze on his face.

This is an eternal pain in his heart.

I think that he was just a low-level teenager in the second year of high school, where did he go through some strong winds and waves, but he participated in the National Federation of Numbers, and was immediately drowned by the stormy waves in the second exam.

……