And it turned out.

Chu Zhixing is like an old mother, afraid that Pei Yunge will be tanned and sunburned.

Until the arrivals hall.

Pei Yunge and Chu Zhixing found their identity cards.

Chu Zhixing was assigned to the high-level group.

And Bae Yunge was assigned to the ordinary group.

"Teacher, what is this grouping on?" Chu Zhixing looked at it and asked unconsciously frowning.

"You've averaged your math for the whole year."

The teacher pushed his glasses and smiled.

“……”

Chu Zhixing turned his head a little unwillingly and asked, "Pei Ye, how did you do in math in your previous school?" ”

Pei Yunge thought for a while, "More than a dozen points." ”

The original owner's mathematics and science synthesis are indeed a little not very good.

Chu Zhixing: "......"

In that case, Pei Ye's ordinary group is understandable.

Pei Yunge took the materials distributed by the teacher, turned around and walked to the classroom of the ordinary group.

Classroom 102.

As soon as Pei Yunge walked in, there were already most of the people sitting inside.

After glancing at her surroundings lightly, she walked straight to the back row, sat down, pulled out a piece of scratch paper, and continued to solve the unsolved problem.

I have to say, this topic is really difficult. I don't know who made it.

There are few existing mathematical formulas that can move forward.

Pei Yunge wrote for about half an hour, and the people in front of him were all talking.

"I heard that our special class can go abroad to play competitions, international math competitions! It's especially golden! ”

Someone can't help but get excited.

"It's not our turn to win the game, and there are thirty or forty people in the high-level group in front."

The girl in the plain skirt hooked the corners of her mouth and looked arrogant, "My cousin is Xu Xianing, a high-level group, and when the time comes to sign up for the competition, I will choose my teammates at random, so I can be on a team with my cousin." ”

"Xu Xianing? Is it Xu Xianing in No. 1 Middle School? ”

"Isn't that the first in the third group of the first high school?! I heard that she got a perfect score in math almost all year of high school! ”

Listen.

There was envy in everyone's eyes.

"It's sore, these thighs are thick enough."

"You say, Xu Xianing is a little more powerful, or Cheng Zihuai is more powerful??"

"That must be Cheng Zihuai, Xu Xianing's language is quite ordinary. Moreover, you don't know, Cheng Zihuai has entered the Qingchong Computing Center! ”

The words fell.

Everyone gasped.

If these two people team up, wouldn't they be a big team??!

The girl in the plain skirt was also full of pride, "I basically know about my sister." When the time comes, if she doesn't have teammates, I can help you. ”

The voice fell.

Everyone began to slap the girl impatiently.

Then.

A girl who looked gentle and quiet walked up to Pei Yunge, "Can I sit here?" ”

"Whatever you want."

Pei Yunge was in a hurry today, and he didn't eat much, and now he was lying lazily on the table, not wanting to make more effort.

The girl smiled, sat down next to Pei Yunge again, took out a notebook and pen, and made sure it was neat.

Looking at it the other way, Pei Yunge next to him was holding a ball of scratch paper and lying lazily.

"The teacher hasn't come yet?" The girl asked casually.

"Hmm."

Pei Yunge responded lightly.

"Would you like something to eat?" After the girl finished speaking, she took out a cardboard box with three croissants inside.

Pei Yunge moved his eyebrows, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the girl bending her lips and looking at her with interest.

It's like seeing a cat on the road, eager to feed.