An hour later, Feng Yao was still unsatisfied, and he was a little hearty. This student is really good, he really understands it. You don't have to try anything else, you have to stare at him in the future, and you can't have any changes.

"Oh, it's not early, Yang Fan, go back. Come back tomorrow. ”

"Teacher Feng, I don't think the Olympiad needs such advanced knowledge. Are we ......?" said Cui Qiming.

"That's right, I still have a bit of a bonus for you to win a medal, so you have to work hard. As for those two books, whether you read them casually or not, I originally prepared a copy, and it is normal that I can't buy the Chinese version. ”

Feng Yao's words lightly shattered their glass hearts instantly, this Teacher Feng is really bad. Has he ever been complained about before, how strong his students were to survive?

"Teacher Feng, let's learn more about the High School Olympiad. Abstract algebra and topological geometry are really hard. Yang Fan also joined in the persuasion, and his current system task is to win the gold medal in the Olympiad. Graduate courses are too far away, difficult, and difficult to master.

"Also, Mr. Feng, in the past few days, in order to read those two books, I have left all my other homework behind, as for the sure no, I don't have so much time. ”

Hearing the most important student say this, Feng Yao's face changed greatly, and he said, "Yang Fan, is mathematics another course? No matter how good your Chinese and English are, you just want to make more money." And you're not good at other sciences, math is your only way out. Specializing in one subject is more useful than distracting and learning. As long as you win a gold medal in the Olympiad, you can choose from a famous school in the country. Other courses, even if you get a zero score. ”

"Teacher Feng, mathematics has only recently made some progress, and the gold medal is not sure. Yang Fan said.

"I'm not sure, how can I not be sure. You don't want to learn from the four of them, as if they are proficient in everything, but they are all sparse. Wuzhou High School is good in Wuzhou, but in the whole of China, what is it? Huanggang, Hengshui, QD have you heard of it?

They are all waste materials under exam-oriented education. There are many masters in China, and there are many rich people, but they can't produce scientists. Why? Every year in the Olympiad, physics, chemistry and mathematics, the number of gold medals is one of the best. The younger generation is a mess of NB in the world. After reaching middle age and forty, if you compare the group of people who participated in the competition that year, their academic status was thrown a few streets. ”

The more Feng Yao spoke, the more excited he became, and he wanted to vent his depression for many years.

"What's my business?" Yang Fan muttered quietly.

"What? It's none of your business. You're ......."

"Teacher Feng, I need to communicate with my parents, it's okay to be interested in mathematics, and it's okay to participate in a competition, but if I leave other homework, my parents will definitely disagree. Yang Fan was speechless, it was too far away, he wanted to develop in an all-round way, and he couldn't be tied to mathematics.

"You give me your home phone and I'll talk to them. Then he turned to the other four: "Would you like to learn from me?"

Alas, you still know that the four of us are here, but you don't have Alzheimer's. "Teacher Feng, we are willing. It's just that it came twice, and it has nothing to do with the Olympiad, so this ......" He Qing said.

"Yang Fan, you see, they all trust me so much, it means that I still have no shortage of ability, don't worry, I can't get a medal in the Olympiad, I can also recommend you to my university teacher, the total score doesn't matter, as long as you are good enough in mathematics." I promise. ”

Feng Yao studied mathematics for graduate school at Shuimu University, and the five students all knew that the professors there were all masters with extremely high status, and they could stuff people with a few words, and this back door was not too easy.

The four of them were red-faced, and Yang Fan was also a little moved, hesitated again and again, and said, "Let's wait for the teacher to communicate with my parents." ”

"Okay, I'll just make a call. Go back first. Feng Yao waved his hand and sent off the guests.

Another pointless training, who would have expected this to be the result.

Along the way, the four sighed and sighed, feeling that their lives were gloomy.

Yang Fan is a day student, and he didn't go all the way with them. As soon as I got home, my parents sat solemnly in the living room.

"I'm back, I haven't had a family meeting in a long time, so I just happened to talk today. Yang Tian turned off the TV and pondered on the sofa.

Just now received a call from the school claiming to be a math teacher, Yang Tian knew that his son's teacher's surname was Chen, and this teacher's surname was Feng, and Feng Jing could not be treated as Ma Liang, and the man also said that he could escort the child to Shuimu, and Yang Tian gave zero points for this lie.

He still doesn't know what his own boy's achievements are. Graduation is estimated to be a junior college in a prestigious school, so you must also have a junior college. As for going to an ordinary college, it must be between two or three.

Since the collapse of Na What Treasure, the standard of the telephone industry has plummeted. When Yang Tian was still grieving the depravity of the industry, he received a call from the head teacher. This number, saved in the phone, yes.

Waiting for the other party to convey Teacher Feng's intentions, Yang Tian was stunned, this is to go to heaven. I hurriedly told my wife, and my wife was also inexplicable. I couldn't tell it on the phone, and finally, there was a sentence that Yang Fan should know.

"How about it, Teacher Feng's level is good. Mother Song Xiaoli peeled an apple and handed it over.

After taking a hard bite, Yang Fan remembered that it seemed that since he was ten years old, he was the only one who had peeled fruit for them, and this treatment had risen a lot. "It's ok, nice people. ”

"What's that?" Yang Tian said cautiously, "What did Teacher Feng say about Mizuki." ”

Yang Fan knew that Feng Yao had really called, and he might have called a package ticket. The parents were stimulated for a while, and the gap was too big.

"I think it's a little taken for granted by Mr. Feng, you also know my ability, it's right to think about this kind of thing, it's really funny, right. ”

"What funny, talk well. Song Xiaoli slapped Yang Fan in the head and hit him in the head, and his father Yang Tian jumped up and said: "The child used to be very smart, and if he is always hit in the head by you, there will be sequelae." ”

"You two, don't pretend to be white and black, what do you mean, I don't know you yet.

Well, let me tell you, Mr. Feng recently asked me to study graduate mathematics, I have been working hard for the past two days, coupled with the computer information on the Internet, he thought that I was very talented, and he had to give up other homework.

Ye Haoran, Cui Qiming, you also know these two people, if I were them, I would definitely agree without saying a word, why? They are not afraid, they have this capital. But I'm afraid, I'm afraid that when it won't work, the bamboo basket will be empty. ”

"Well, I'll just say, where is this good thing? Yang Tian was very disappointed, he always thought that his son was very good, but when he compared other people's children, he had to face the reality.

"Your homeroom teacher and Teacher Feng both said that you are excellent in mathematics, why can't you. You can't take it any more seriously. ”

"It's all luck, haven't you seen me cramming lately? I also wanted to go to Mizuki, but I knew that my condition was a little worse. ”

"It's a shame, it's a shame. Song Xiaoli muttered vigorously, and after a while, tears seemed to fall, and he hurriedly ran into the room.

Seeing the father in his eyes, a trace of sadness also flashed, and said, "Son, it's good that you are happy, don't be stressed." You know, we don't care much about your grades, we have to be angry. Gently lined Yang Fan's shoulders and followed him into the room to comfort the other person.

Yang Fan was moved, and made up his mind in his heart, Mizuki is a fart, if he doesn't get more than three Ivy League invitations, I will lose.