Humiliation from Lu Yumo
"If you want me to say, there is nothing to compare with, our Hangyuan has the investment of the Ouyang family, and your family in Angkor is also one of the best families in the jewelry industry, how can a noble school like ours be the same as them!"
"Let's win by learning art, they can't even do those few chemistry problems, right? Maybe you'll just wait to compete with us in a basketball game at the end! ”
When Lu Yubai heard this, he rolled his eyes again speechlessly.
He is now extremely glad that Fu Zhi did not participate in this exchange meeting.
After all, not to mention the next half a month, even at this moment, Lu Yubai can't stand the criticism of this group of people with a sense of superiority.
What's more, I don't like noisy little cousins in the first place.
After Nian Feiyuan introduced the long cultural history and heritage of their school one by one, Director Liu led a group of people present to the gymnasium with enthusiasm.
On the side of the gymnasium, a large number of cultural programs have been prepared to welcome the students of Hangyuan.
The third-graders and some of the parents who came to see the excitement had been sitting there for a long time.
More than 50 chairs were placed in the hall, and after Director Liu arranged for the students and teachers of Hangyuan and No. 1 Middle School to sit down, he took the microphone and said a few polite words as the opening remarks, signaling everyone to welcome the students of Hangyuan.
Applause rang out in a big way.
Fu Zhi and Ye Jiu sat in the corner of the gymnasium playing games, not caring about everything in the hall.
Song Fang looked around, and finally saw Ye Jiu with his head on Fu Zhi's shoulder.
The young man wore Fu Zhi's small padded jacket and yawned, refracted on his face through the warm light outside the window, adding a bit of laziness and softness to his whole person.
Song breathed a sigh of relief, walked forward quickly, squatted down, hooked his hand in Ye Jiu's direction, and lowered his voice: "Wang Yu, he just broke up with his girlfriend, and his mental state is not very good. We have a basketball game with Hangyuan in the afternoon, can you play for him? ”
Playing basketball.
Ye Jiu asked him: "Do you give money if you win?" ”
Song Fang: "......"
Yes, both brothers and sisters are virtuous, and they don't do anything if they don't have money.
Song Fang was thinking about how to coax Ye Jiu, at this moment, on the stage.
After the dance performance, the microphone didn't know when it was given to Wu Zhiheng.
He coughed, and after making sure that there was no problem with the microphone, he said quite arrogantly: "The performances of several programs are not bad, and I would like to express my gratitude for the welcome of No. 1 Middle School on behalf of Hangyuan." However, to get back to the point, the three chemistry questions I took a few days ago, No. 1 Middle School has not given me an accurate message until now, although Hangyuan came to communicate with No. 1 Middle School out of politeness, but-"
Wu Zhiheng's eyes circled and said: "There are many people on the Internet who have been praising No. 1 Middle School and a certain student with advanced strength by grasping the matter of the international physics competition. If we really can't even do the internal questions of our school, is it not worthy of praise on the Internet? ”
He sat with one leg crossed, and he sat in a big position.
Coupled with the tone and demeanor when he spoke, he almost engraved disdain and ridicule in his bones.
He is not only looking down on Fu Zhi, but also looking down on Yizhong!
Director Liu, who was sitting with Wu Zhiheng, had a particularly ugly face.
The students in the audience naturally ignited an overwhelming love for the school, and they couldn't wait to take the problems they solved to Wu Zhiheng on the spot, give him a "snap", and kick him out with two big mouths.
Compare with your sister Zhi, are you also worthy? You stinky idiot!
However, the Buddhist master Ma Mingquan was peaceful, he touched the teacup in front of him, took the microphone, and said in a gentle tone: "Wu Zhiheng, right?" I think before I give you a reply, I hope you can answer a few questions truthfully, okay? ”
Wu Zhiheng leaned forward and made a gesture of please.
Ma Mingquan touched his green tea again, then looked at Wu Zhiheng seriously, and asked him: "I don't know if the internal questions you mentioned will be done by all the students in the school, or just your group of students?" ”
"Since it's an internal question, it's naturally only for top students, and ordinary students won't have such resources."
Wu Zhiheng paused, and specially added: "And this question is highly professional." Ordinary students can't do it, but for us top students, it's not so difficult to do, and it only took me half an hour to complete the problem. ”
"That's good." Ma Mingquan smiled, glanced at the audience, and beckoned to Lu Yumo in the first row, "Come, classmate, you come up." ”
Lu Yumo ran up from the stage in a hurry.
Ma Mingquan's hand was on his shoulder, "Tell Wu Zhiheng, you took the monthly exam last month, what grade are we?" ”
Lu Yumo: "??? ”
Lu Yumo was publicly executed, and said: "That is, it is the seventh down." ”
"Then tell Wu Zhiheng how long did it take you to complete these three chemistry questions?"
"From the time I got the question and started reading it seriously, until I did it, it only took four or five minutes."
Wu Zhiheng: "??? ”