Cheng Shuang knew that Lin Fei was good enough to herself, and she didn't want to let her digest her bad emotions anymore, so she held back her tears and nodded.

They went to the cafeteria together, obviously they didn't have much appetite, but Cheng Shuang still took several mouthfuls of rice.

In the afternoon, I naturally found another classroom and continued to face the grinding and complicated problems.

Peng En and they are not idle, this exam really brought a great sense of oppression to everyone.

When I usually study, everyone looks pretty much the same, and it doesn't matter if I do the questions or not.

When it comes to the exam, even if it is a thousand-year-old vixen, there will be no way to hide, and it will suddenly appear as it is.

Professor Ye came up with a question to test everyone at the beginning, and deliberately made the question difficult and intense, just to kill their sharpness.

He knew that some people were impetuous, and they came out to train as a scoundrel, so he had to suppress them at the beginning and let the students rein.

If the topic is very simple at the beginning, some people think that they have understood it, so what is the heart to listen to the lecture?

Professor Ye took over the project of training high school students, and he was naturally very responsible, but he did not bother the teaching assistants to help with dozens of test papers, and planned to correct all of them by himself.

Moreover, it is not difficult to correct these questions - there are very few people who can make the questions, and there are large blanks, and the zero score is played very quickly.

The twilight is four, the sky is reflected in warm colors, and the sunset hangs far away under the clouds, about to fall behind the western mountains.

Professor Ye sat at his desk, his face covered with white papers, and he held a red pen to mark every small mistake in the candidates who made the questions.

Even next to some of the questions, he wrote down a line or two and explained the mistakes in a small way.

Next to the large pile of uniformly placed test papers, one test paper was specially brought out.

"Bang bang bang-"

Professor Ye's office was not closed, but someone knocked softly on the door.

The person who came was the son of Professor Ye's brother, that is, his nephew, Ye Qingchen.

Ye Qingchen is a senior high school student in Baijin City, and the time to study the competition, like Cheng Shuang, has been for two years.

It's a pity that there are few people in Baijin City, but there are a lot of students who engage in competitions.

If Zhejiang Province and Hulan Province are strong competition provinces, then Baijin, a municipality directly under the central government, is a strong competition city.

In the last physics competition, Ye Qingchen won the first place in the semi-finals of Baijin City and entered the national competition.

His strength itself is also very powerful, and the students of Baijin City who studied with him jokingly called him "Dustless".

The big guy has it every year, and this year it's him.

After the national competition, Ye Qingchen was recognized as the most promising person to enter the national training team in the Baijin provincial team of more than a dozen people.

And those colleges and universities also paid attention to him early, ready to go, and prepared to quickly pull him away and sign a guarantee contract the moment the results came out.

Ye Qingchen himself was a little fluttering by all kinds of praise and affirmation.

shouted "less dust and less dust" every day, Ye Qingchen believed it himself, and he believed it if he didn't believe it.

His heart relaxed, and he had even begun to enjoy the future, enjoying how he should live in the third year of high school after getting the escort qualification.

As a result, the result of the national competition was beyond everyone's expectations, and it also gave Ye Qingchen a head start.

The results are not bad, and there is no abnormal performance.

But that kind of result is more murderous than a bad report card.

Ye Qingchen is 0.5 points away from Guoji.

The other two classmates who are also members of the Baijin Provincial Team wiped the line and entered the national set.

Okay, now Ye Qingchen doesn't have to think about what he is doing in the third year of high school, go through the competition process again, it is his belonging.

Professor Ye knew that his nephew had the strength and patience, and he did a pretty good job on the topic this time.

With a perfect score of 400 points, Ye Qingchen scored 260.

If nothing else, he is the first among this batch of Beidou training students.

Professor Ye clicked on a test paper that had been divided separately, and said to Ye Qingchen kindly: "This is your paper, you did well in the exam, do you want to take a look at it first?" ”

"Thank you, Professor Ye." Ye Qingchen still understands the rules very well, and he never climbs relatives with Professor Ye outside, and treats him respectfully like everyone else.

The test papers, the black and slimy words, the fiery red pen prints, and the detailed outline of the process of right and wrong, everything is so clear.

Ye Qingchen sat down at the workstation opposite Professor Ye and carefully studied the test papers.

He was actually very dissatisfied with his results in this exam.

If you give full play to your strength, you should be able to score more than 300 points.

Ye Qingchen thought so.

However, Professor Ye was too bad, and he didn't notify his nephew in advance of the exam, which really caught him off guard.

When he looked at this test paper again, there were many questions that he couldn't think of for the first time, but now he suddenly had a clue.

Ye Qingchen was a little depressed, and used a pen to write and draw on the test paper.

He added the scores of these questions that he could already do, and then added the scores of the process in which he wrote incorrectly, and the total score was already surprisingly high.

Ye Qingchen patted his head with some self-pity.

I knew it earlier...... If...... Why then......

Such thoughts kept swirling in his mind, which bothered him a little.

Professor Ye looked at the test papers for so long, and he was tired, so he stretched his waist, looked at the distressed nephew opposite, and said with a smile: "Oh, I've shown you little rabbit cubs a day's papers, and the last 6!" ”

He picked up the glass next to him and tried to take a sip, but found that there was no water inside.

Professor Ye got up, poured water from the water dispenser at the door, and muttered to himself as he walked: "In one go, change these six sheets in one go, and you can call it a day today." ”

Ye Qingchen looked at Professor Ye, and a little smile appeared on his lips.

His uncle is like this, he is always so positive and optimistic, giving people a steady stream of positive energy to move forward.

At the age of 50, Professor Yip's face looks younger and gentler than his peers.

He poured water back, moved his chair, and continued to read the next paper.

This test paper is really dismal, only the first question has a little bit of content, and the other questions have only a lone word "solution".

Professor Ye sighed, typed out the score, found the student's name on the computer form, and registered it.

Actually, that's pretty good.

There are more young people who are in the first year of high school, and they directly got zero eggs.

On the entire test paper, there are only stubborn folds one after another.

For them, these four hours must be very difficult.

Professor Ye opened the next test paper, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

(End of chapter)