Chapter 225: You, Not as Good as Ye Jian! (a)

"In the end, did Ye Jian go out and fool around during the whole summer vacation as the mayor's wife said, or what...... It's all in this tape. Students, you are all a group of students who seek the truth, now, let us applaud and invite Mayor Ye Zhen into the classroom and explore the truth with us. ”

Applause, what kind of applause is this? This is a slap ......in the face, and as many people clap their palms, as many people slap their faces.

Ye Zhifan, who has never been so embarrassed, still needs to pretend that he doesn't know everything, and needs to be cheeky to say "thank you" before he walked to the back of the classroom and sat next to Secretary Wu.

Sitting down, I heard Secretary Wu say meaningfully: "Mayor Ye, your lady, is a master, I admire, admire." ”

Compared with the undisguised disdain of the children, the real master is like Secretary Wu, which makes Ye Zhifan unable to speak.

took the initiative to shake hands with Secretary Wu, and said with a wry smile: "Let you see the smile, alas, I also have a headache." He shook hands with Principal Chen again, sorry again and again, "I'm really sorry, my family has caused trouble to the school again." ”

"It's not the first time, I'm used to it. Mayor Ye, please be seated. Principal Chen smiled, and his words also embarrassed Ye Zhifan so much that he couldn't even maintain the calm expression on his face.

When Sun Dongqing saw her husband come in, she was very happy at first, and she thought it was to support the mother and daughter.

As a result, I shook my eyes several times, and I didn't let my husband look at it, and while muttering in my heart, I was faintly afraid...... I didn't get into any trouble this time, I saw the dead girl fall in love before I found the school!

No one spoke in the quiet classroom, and as the video played, the first image that appeared was the blue sky and white clouds of Australia, and a plane flew past the scenery of the University of Sydney.

About a minute later, the camera began to shift to the buses driving into the campus, some students got off the buses one by one, and under the guidance of the teacher, the students with only a stationery box in their hands walked through a spacious and bright classroom in an orderly manner.

The camera falls on a horizontal curtain with the words "Orlie Competition" written in English, and a Chinese translation also appears on the screen.

There was no explanation in the whole process, and there was no announcer, the camera only locked on the figure of the Chinese student, and Ye Jian's figure appeared in the close-up shot the most.

"This was the first day of our participation in the Orlie Competition, which lasted five hours, and Ye Jian only took less than four hours to solve all the questions, winning the highest score of the day and the high score for the team."

Gao Yangyi was the on-site commentator, and the boy's slightly hoarse voice said slowly, without much turbulent introduction, but it made the students inexplicably excited.

I don't know when the applause rang out, especially when the accompaniment of the national anthem sounded on the TV, the applause was even greater, and the palms of the hands did not stop even if they were red and painful.

"Damn, Ye Jian, you are too good! That's awesome! ”

"Look at that Vietnamese boy, damn it, I'm about to cry! If you can't compare to our Ye Jian, just cry, it's not a shame! ”

In the picture, it was already the third day of oral arithmetic and answering, and I saw Ye Jian standing alone in front of the examination platform, calmly and quickly telling the process and answers of the problem, and at the same time, I also saw the picture of players from all over the world being so nervous that they wiped their sweat for the speed of her answers.

Continuing to the end, Ye Jian and another boy almost provoked the beam, fiercely competing for the question, and the accuracy rate reached 100%.