The test center of the OTIN qualifiers is in Nancheng No. 1 Middle School, the weather in mid-September, still with the heat of summer, but there is no restlessness in the air, but a bit of autumn.

There aren't many people participating in OTIN, and it's nowhere near as spectacular as math competitions.

When Shen Qingmeng walked to the gate of Nancheng No. 1 Middle School, Lin Jing and Song Ziyu were standing under the big tree at the entrance of the school and saying this, looking like they were waiting for someone.

Song Ziyu faced Shen Qingmeng's direction, saw her first, and pointed behind Lin Jing.

Lin Jing turned around and waved his hand at Shen Qingmeng.

Shen Qingmeng walked over.

"Did you bring the admission ticket?"

"Bring it."

"Where's the scratch paper?"

"I brought it with me, too."

"Did you bring a pen?"

"Are you crazy? Got the wrong medicine? ”

"Hahaha." Song Ziyu bent down with a smile on the side, "I'll just say that you can't do this, you're not suitable for this style." ”

Lin Jing glared at him and looked at the sky speechlessly.

Shen Qingmeng looked dazed, not knowing what Lin Jing was going to do, and asked tentatively, "You didn't bring a pen?" Don't have scratch paper? Ready to ask me to borrow? You can't borrow an admission ticket. ”

"Hahahahaha Song Ziyu laughed even more fiercely.

Lin Jing looked at the sky for a while, as if he had relieved some embarrassment, and continued to say with his usual face: "Take the exam well, don't be nervous, the qualifiers are very simple." “

After speaking, he didn't look at Shen Qingmeng's expression, and he didn't have to wait for her answer, he walked straight into the school gate.

Shen Qingmeng was still confused, so he could only hold Song Ziyu: "What does he want to say?" I didn't mess with him. ”

Song Ziyu still had an uncontrollable smile on his face, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, he just wanted to express the friendship of his classmates, but it turned out, well, it looks like a failure, hahahaha." ”

What the hell is classmate friendship? It still looks like I've taken the wrong medicine.

In view of Lin Jing's awkward personality all the time, Shen Qingmeng didn't think much about it, and he couldn't figure it out anyway.

The OTIN qualifiers are still mainly paper-based exams, and the provincial competitions are only available on the computer. When it comes to the national league, there is only one proposition, which needs to be modeled completely.

Nancheng No. 1 Middle School, like No. 6 Middle School, is an old and famous school in the old city, and the teaching environment is very good.

Shen Qingmeng sat in the examination room, the fan above his head turning and making a slight sound. Yesterday's long-distance running left her muscles sore, but it didn't affect her adjustment to the exam.

The invigilator handed out the test papers one by one, as well as the scratch paper that would be used in the exam.

In fact, the things that Lin Jing asked at the gate of the school, except for bringing a pen and an admission ticket, didn't use anything else.

Flipping through the test paper, Shen Qingmeng took a deep breath and began to answer the questions.

The questions in the qualifiers are really simple, and they are not comparable to the weekly exam questions in the summer camp. Shen Qingmeng's speed was very fast, and she finished answering in forty minutes of the two-hour exam.

I am struggling with whether to submit the paper in advance, or wait until the end of the exam in a low profile.

Thinking about it, Lin Jing probed his brain outside the window, and at a glance saw Shen Qingmeng, who had finished answering the test paper and was sitting in a daze.

He was outside the window, he could only call her with his eyes, and if he stayed longer, he would be driven away by the invigilator.

Fortunately, Shen Qingmeng was not in a daze, or his gaze was too strong, Shen Qingmeng raised his head and happened to see Lin Jing squeezing his eyebrows outside the window.

He made small movements, avoiding the invigilator's gaze, and urged her to hand in the paper quickly with his mouth and eyes.

Shen Qingmeng didn't want to stay in the examination room for an hour, and now that Lin Jing was urging outside, he raised his hand and motioned for the teacher to hand in the papers.

Handing over the test paper and scratch paper to the teacher, Shen Qingmeng put away the pen and admission ticket, and walked out of the classroom under the amazed gaze of the examination room.

Seeing her come out, Lin Jing said: "Let's go, let's go to the 304 examination room to find Song Ziyu, and see if Yan Haoran of the third middle school has finished the exam, and then go to have a meal together." ”

He had already arranged it for himself, and Shen Qingmeng had no objections.

I had just walked to the classroom on the third floor, and a boy walked down the corner. As soon as they met Lin Jing, they recognized each other.

"Lin Jing?"

"Yan Haoran?"

This is the three middle school Yan Haoran that Lin Jing just mentioned.

can be specially mentioned by Lin Jing, it should also be a good achievement.

Shen Qingmeng looked at this boy.

Yan Haoran was very tall, and he looked a little taller than Ji Xinghe. With a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a pair of glasses, he is very serious when he is not smiling, and he is very happy when he laughs.

"Finished the exam? Can you get a full score? Lin Jing looked like this provocative no matter who he was dealing with.

Yan Haoran seemed to be very familiar with him, and he didn't care about his style: "If you can't get a full score in such a simple test paper, how can you participate in the international league." ”

Hey, this person has such a big breath, and he is a little more proud than Lin Jing.

Lin Jing dragged Shen Qingmeng's arm and dragged her over: "Seeing that this girl is not, with the two of us, you may not even be able to win the gold medal in the national league, and you are also in the international league." ”

Yan Haoran looked her up and down as if he had just seen Shen Qingmeng, his eyes were full of disbelief: "You two? She? ”

Such a contemptuous tone directly aroused Shen Qingmeng's competitiveness. At the moment, he no longer looked at Yan Haoran, but just said to Lin Jing: "It's good to tell him the facts, what kind of quick tongue." ”

In terms of pretending, Shen Qingmeng has never lost the battle. The condescending contempt in his tone made Lin Jing listen very pleasantly.

The way he expressed his happiness was to reach out and hook Shen Qingmeng's shoulder, and the two brothers continued to walk to the third floor: "Yes, it's just a defeated subordinate, I can get him alone, I don't need you at all." ”

The three of them staggered by, and Lin Jing walked up the stairs with Shen Qingmeng's shoulder.

Turning the staircase, Shen Qingmeng broke away from his hand: "You are the opposite, I said that I was looking for him to eat together, and I thought you were a friend." ”

Lin Jing looked at his empty hand, quite lost: "We used to be friends, like friends like us, who were half-competitive and half-sympathetic." ”

"And now?"

"This guy has been abroad for a year, and he can't look down on me."

Anyway, the words have already been released, and it is useless to think about it, so I put it aside and wait for Song Ziyu to hand over the papers.

Shen Qingmeng and Lin Jing waited outside classroom 304 for twenty minutes before Song Ziyu came out.

As soon as he went out, Lin Jing unceremoniously bombarded him: "Are there two more questions that are not accurate, and they are being scrutinized repeatedly?" ”

Shen Qingmeng pursed his lips and smiled.

In the summer camp, I saw that Song Ziyu was very indecisive in the exam, no matter how difficult the test paper was, he always had one or two questions that he couldn't get accurate. I often meditate hard in the exam room, and finally pass by the correct answer.

"Don't change it blindly after writing, can't you believe in your first judgment?"

Song Ziyu cried with a sad face: "I can't help it." What is the answer to question 13? ”

“7.”

Sure enough, after Lin Jing finished speaking, Song Ziyu's face became even more bitter.

"You can't learn from me, you will hand in the papers after the exam, and you don't care what he does so much."

Song Ziyu didn't speak with a bitter face.

Walking out of the teaching building, Lin Jing asked Shen Qingmeng, "What do you want to eat at noon?" ”

Shen Qingmeng glanced at him: "What can you eat?" ”

Lin Jing turned his head again and asked Song Ziyu, "What do you want to eat?" ”

Song Ziyu was still immersed in the depression of correcting another wrong question: "Whatever, you can eat anything." ”

Lin Jing took the lead and walked towards the school gate.

Song Ziyu realized that something was wrong: "Don't wait for Yan Haoran to be together?" ”

Lin Jing's face darkened: "What are you waiting for him to do?" ”

Song Ziyu looked at Lin Jing, and then at Shen Qingmeng: "You met just now?" What did he say to Shen Qingmeng? ”

Hey?

Shen Qingmeng thought that Yan Haoran's contempt just now was aimed at the two of them, but now listening to Song Ziyu's meaning, Yan Haoran only looked down on himself? But before today, Shen Qingmeng didn't know him at all.

Lin Jing's face darkened: "What good words can he say." ”

Song Ziyu shrunk his neck and didn't speak.

Seeing the confusion on Shen Qingmeng's face, Lin Jing explained: "Yan Haoran, well, a little, sexist. He looked down on girls studying science, and always felt that they were slow in their brains and poor in logic, so, well......"

It turned out to be the fault of gender.

But Shen Qingmeng really didn't understand where Yan Haoran's prejudice against gender came from.

Not to mention anything else, the female researchers in the Lao Shen Institute and the female doctors brought by him are not a minority, how can anyone still have this kind of thought.

This kind of worthless disappearance did not occupy a lot of Shen Qingmeng's mind, anyway, there are many great wonders in the world, and it is not more than Yan Haoran for a month.

During the summer camp, Lin Jingcheng thought about taking a taxi to Xingfu Street on the side of Nancheng No. 1 Middle School to eat Lin's private dishes. Shen Qingmeng thought that he would still take them to the Lin family's private restaurant to eat, but he didn't expect him to find a shop in an alley.

It is a rice noodle shop.

This kind of small shop in the alley is very similar in furnishings.

The small hall has a few wooden tables with benches. The window leading to the kitchen has menus and prices hanging from it, and next to it is a small door that looks like the owner's residence.

The shop is a little old, and the walls look gray.

It's the weekend, and it's not yet time to eat, so the store is empty.

Lin Jing found a table and sat down, and shouted, "Boss, come here for three rice noodles." ”

A woman's voice sounded in the kitchen: "Lingzi, go get the utensils for the guests." ”

"Oh, okay, let's go." A reply came from the side door.

Then, the small door by the kitchen opened, and a boy came out.

He was the same age as Shen Qingmeng, sleepy-eyed, and looked like he hadn't gotten up for long.

He glanced around the store, only to see Shen Qingmeng's table of customers, and walked towards them.

Halfway through, as if he had seen something clearly, the hazy sleepiness on his face woke up instantly, and he rubbed his eyes with his hands, with a complicated expression on his face.

Subconsciously reached out and touched his pocket, and quickly withdrew it, but he didn't know where to put his hand.

Shen Qingmeng also saw the boy's face clearly, but he didn't expect it to be Guo Ling.

Since this person fought with her twice, the third attempt failed, and every time he saw her, his first reaction was to reach out and touch his pocket. Shen Qingmeng knew that he often kept a fruit knife in his pocket.

Every time I touched half of it, I remembered how ruthless Shen Qingmeng was fighting, it was useless to hold a knife, I couldn't deter her at all, and I didn't dare to really use the knife, and I withdrew my hand very aggrieved.

Lin Jing and Shen Qingmeng sat on one side, and Song Ziyu sat opposite. Not only did Shen Qingmeng see Guo Ling, but Lin Jing also saw it. Lin Jing saw his series of facial expressions of rubbing his eyes, reaching out, and closing his hands.

Obviously, Guo Ling didn't see so many movements that Lin Jing had, then it was only Shen Qingmeng.

Lin Jing turned his head sideways to look at Shen Qingmeng suspiciously.

Shen Qingmeng asked Lin Jing like no one else: "What kind of rice noodles are delicious?" ”

Lin Jing looked suspiciously between Guo Ling and Shen Qingmeng. Guo Ling is a vocational high school student, and he is usually quite mixed. Shen Qingmeng is in the sixth middle school, with good grades, and he is dedicated to the competition. No matter how you look at these two people, it doesn't look like they have intersected.

Guo Ling calmed down, walked to the table, and answered Shen Qingmeng's question expressionlessly: "If you like spicy food, order beef rice noodles, and if you don't eat spicy food, order fish fillet rice noodles." ”

"Then I want a fish fillet rice noodle."

"Two copies." Lin Jing answered.

"I want beef."

Guo Ling shouted at the back kitchen: "Mom, two fish fillets, one beef." ”

After ordering the meal, Guo Ling was pulling out his legs and wanted to leave, Lin Jing asked, "Have you finished the test paper last time?" ”

Guo Ling turned his head in despair, glanced at Shen Qingmeng first, and then replied to Lin Jing: "It's not done yet, some won't do it." ”

"What do you always see her doing? Know? ”

"I'll go get the test papers, can you help me look at them?"

Without waiting for Lin Jing to answer, Guo Ling turned around and ran.

Lin Jing became even more curious: "How did you two meet?" Why does he look like he's scared of you to death? ”

"Maybe it's because I look good. How did you meet him? ”

This is an indirect admission that he knows Guo Ling, but he doesn't want to tell him.

"I came to dinner one day, and I watched him do a problem in the store, so I kindly gave me a few pointers. Later, he asked me if I could show him our exam papers, and he said he wanted to go to university. ”

Shen Qingmeng raised his eyebrows, Guo Ling is going to turn back as a prodigal son?

After a while, the shopkeeper came out of the back kitchen with a few bowls of rice noodles.

"It turned out to be you, the test paper you recommended to Ling Zi last time, he kept telling me that it was good, and his grades have improved a lot. You really helped him, this aunt invited you to eat. ”

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he shouted at the room again: "Ling Zi, you haven't returned it to Lin Jing after reading the test paper." ”

Guo Ling walked out of the room slowly, holding the test paper in his hand.

After the owner said hello, he went back to the back kitchen.

Guo Ling first handed the test paper to Lin Jing to put it away, and then took out a piece of paper and wrote a few questions.

Lin Jing picked up the chopsticks and pushed the paper to Shen Qingmeng: "Look at it, I'll eat." ”

The paper was pushed in front of Shen Qingmeng, and the topic of the first year of high school was written on it. Shen Qingmeng used to often give lectures to Ji Xinghe, picked up the pen and wrote the steps, and handed it to him: "You see if there is anything you don't understand, I'll tell you again." ”

Guo Ling picked up the paper, his expression a little disillusioned. He knew that Shen Qingmeng had been in class thirteen, and he also knew that class thirteen in the sixth middle school was the last in class. Like Tang Xin, who has been in the third class, he is a student with good grades. Coupled with Shen Qingmeng's black hands and proficiency in fighting, he couldn't get in touch with a good student at all.

But now, Lin Jing naturally pushed the topic to Shen Qingmeng, and Shen Qingmeng finished the topic without even thinking, which simply subverted Guo Ling's impression of Shen Qingmeng.