During the third class in the morning, Ye Xiaoai received a message from Duan Haochen.

The content is very simple: girl, the results of the competition are out, full score, first in the country.

Ye Xiaoai silently typed the line and sent it over:

Got it, now class, I'll call you at noon.

Ye Xiaoai was not surprised by such results, but they were all expected results.

The bell rang for the end of class, and before the teacher could leave the classroom, the school radio rang.

The voice sounded with obvious excitement:

"Good morning, teachers and students. Now, it is now, I, Li Lucang, the head of the mathematics teaching and research group, are here to officially announce a piece of good news to the teachers and students, which will be the biggest good news in the history of our Mingzhen Middle School. ”

Most of the people who heard the radio didn't understand, what good news? Or the biggest good news ever!

Especially on the girls' toilet, the discussion was the most intense.

Do any of you know what's going on? 】

[...... the head of the mathematics teaching and research group? I guess it's not about competitions! 】

[Did that Ye Xiaoai take the ranking? ] 】

[It should be, no one in Mingzhen Middle School has been able to participate in the national competition before, and this time I can get the ranking, isn't it great news!] 】

[It makes sense, so to speak, isn't that Ye Xiaoai a sneering again! ] 】

[Do you need to pay attention when you speak, when did the great god snort, she has always been very low-key, okay? ] 】

[I can prove this, I have someone I know in class six, she said that Ye Xiaoai is a very good person, no matter who asks her questions in the class, she is very patient to help answer. 】

[Really fake, how did I hear Zhang Juan from their village say that she was mean and stingy? 】

[Please, who of you class Zhang Juan doesn't know, she has a problem with her own character, and you still believe what she said! ] 】

[It seems to be the same.] 】

[What do you call it like, it was, anyway, I believe in the character of the great god.] 】

[I just don't know if those people who have been talking about the great god behind their backs are swollen now? 】

[It seems that many people say that the great gods see ghosts, and they also say that Kyoto is an imperial city or something. 】

[I am from Class 7, this is what our class teacher said, and then it was passed on by our classmates. 】

[There's something wrong with your homeroom teacher, what are you doing with a student? 】

[It's just, it's too tasteless.] 】

[Alas, our pain is beyond your comprehension. 】

[Haha...... All we can say is deep sympathy. 】

…………

The discussion is going on here, and it's going on on the radio over there.

"Ahem, ahem...... Ye Xiaoai, a student from the sixth class of junior high school, participated in the provincial mathematics competition and won the first place at the provincial level with a full score. Then I went to Kyoto to participate in the national mathematics competition and ...... again You must be quiet, listen to me, hear clearly. Ye Xiaoai, once again, won the 'first place' in the national junior high school mathematics competition with a full score. Let's applaud Ye Xiaoai. ”

After Mr. Li finished speaking, he took the lead in applauding on the radio, and the sound spread to every corner of Mingzhen Middle School.

Most of the teachers and students in the school were deeply affected and couldn't help but applaud.

A certain group of students who were gossiping unanimously asked the student in Class 7:

Go back to the class and look at your homeroom teacher, her face is still there, I'm afraid that she has been beaten so that she can't see her facial features clearly!

Everyone laughed for a while, and the slap in the face came so quickly, and it hurt so much!