I Am the Sister of the School Grass

Yunyan's Chinese class is in the afternoon, and the fourth class in the morning is mathematics, physics and chemistry.

Tong Qiu still got such high grades after seeing Yunyan studying for more than a month.

The whole person is in a state of excitement all morning.

"Yunyan, you are walking 699 now!"

Tong Qiu looked at his 549 and muttered, "How did you get your 699? How high are you in every subject?"

There are six subjects in total, and on average, each subject is 25 points higher than her.

Not to mention, Tong Qiu's own grades are not bad.

Any 25 points higher is really a very bad result.

Therefore,

As soon as Yunyan's test paper was handed out, Tong Qiu took it to see the results.

"Mathematics 150..." Tong Qiu returned Yunyan's paper to her, "You students, really don't give ordinary people a way to survive."

Yunyan solemnly explained: "...I concentrate on mathematics competitions, so I can't make mistakes with the knowledge in the textbook."

Tong Qiu felt that what Yun Yan said made sense.

In the end, Yunyan's physics is still a full score, 100.

Yunyan said nonsense in a serious manner again: "My brother is engaged in physics competition, I don't want to disgrace him."

Tong Qiu stared blankly at Fang Zheng, who scored 95 points, and then looked at Yun Yan, who scored full marks.

—Who is engaged in the physics competition?

Finally, she looked at herself with 69 points and felt that the world was full of malice.

Tong Qiu looked at Yunyan's grades, and didn't have the energy to ask Yunyan 'this is still a grade that people can get out of'.

She accepted her fate.

Just as Tong Qiu was about to lie down on the table to calm down, she had an idea and suddenly felt that something was not right.

—Math 150, Physics 100, Chemistry 91, Biology 97.

With such a score, the Chinese and English are much worse, and the final score can only be 699?

Aware of this, Tong Qiu suddenly felt that life was a little miserable.

In the early morning she was still sighing 'How did you get this 699, Yunyan'.

Of course, she is still feeling this, but the meaning of this sentence is completely reversed.

In the morning, Tong Qiu sighed with emotion how high Yunyan scored in each subject in order to get 699.

Now I am feeling what the two subjects of Chinese and English have gone through, and the total score is only as low as 699…

Tong Qiu: "..." What if my classmate is refreshing his world view every day!

I don't understand why Tong Qiu looked at her Yunyan with sad eyes, turned around and smiled at her.

Then took a piece of chocolate from the bag.

"Bai Qiao, you like it."

Tong Qiu was cured in an instant.

Her family Yunyan is really a warm-hearted little angel!

The kind that are especially beautiful, gentle and intelligent!

As for school, the Chinese and English papers will be handed out.

Tong Qiu saw that her Chinese score was 121, and then looked at Yunyan's 117. After checking it several times in a row, she dared to believe her eyes.

At this time, Tong Qiu had an inexplicable sense of pride in his heart.

Anyway, she also has a class to pass the exam, isn't she?

Although I feel that Xue Shen 117 is a small probability event that will only appear after failing the test.

Sure enough, the language teacher walked into the classroom at this moment.

It is now school time, and most of the people are going outside to prepare for dinner.

The Chinese teacher picked up Yunyan's paper and said to her: "I look at your composition very well. It shouldn't be thirty-six points, at least fifty points."

Tong Qiu: "???"

Therefore, she finally has a language that is so humble and four points higher than the **** of learning, and faces the fate of being crushed again.

Tong Qiu smiled and left his seat.

She swears that Yunyan, this creature, only needs to look up in the future.

Therefore, Tong Qiu did not hear the last sentence of the Chinese teacher: "But this is the final result of the team leader. He said that the college entrance examination is fast, and your intention is too deep, which may lead to scoring People don’t have time to read the content, they think your writing is not good, and they give the grades directly. Next time, remember to go from the simple to the deep.”

Yunyan nodded, "Thank you teacher."

On the Yunyan desktop, there are documents printed by myself all the time.

Take a moment to glance at it, and then deduce it in your mind.

Now she likes to exercise her logical thinking ability more and more.

Tong Qiu, Fang Zheng, and Cheng Li were also very interested in Yunyan's research at first, but they took a closer look.

Every one is a little suspicious of life.

Those symbols are picked out and they all understand, isn't it '*''#'?

Can be placed in the literature, dedicated to the origin and philosophical meaning behind it…

Fang Zheng and others chose to say goodbye manually.

Yunyan has just finished reading the literature and will report to Teacher Zhang.

In the beginning, Mr. Zhang, who vowed to say, "You don't understand this thing, I certainly don't understand it, just look at it" was a little nervous.

He felt that Yunyan could really confirm this conjecture...

Yunyan went to the teacher's restaurant and swiped the card of Yuanmo.

She had just made the black pepper beef fillet and green beans when Teacher Zhang took the initiative to find her: "Yunyan, are you still reading the literature?"

"Mr. Zhang, I didn't read the literature, I was eating."

"Oh, are you going back to continue reading the literature?"

Yunyan is very puzzled, she is not so diligent and studious.

"No, I have to take a lunch break."

Mr. Zhang was silent, and he began to think, since all these time were not used.

Then how did she guarantee that she would read an obscure document in a week?

Mr. Zhang was thinking about what he had communicated with Zhejiang University students last night.

He said: "Yunyan works very hard and has already read two documents."

"How could it be so fast? It's only been two weeks! Don't just Google Translate and read the translation."

Teacher Zhang swore that it was impossible.

Because Yunyan has sent pictures to ask herself questions before, Yunyan notes are full of symbols and English.

But at noon today, Mr. Zhang cared about Yunyan.

I found that Yunyan was still taking a nap at noon...

Suddenly, he also had doubts about the seriousness of Yunyan's paper.

Even if the foreign literature is not as long as the domestic one, it is still six or seven thousand English.

Not to mention that some words are used a lot, and you have to rely on the context to understand the meaning.

In just two weeks, Yunyan still has to go to class, how did she read these documents?

Teacher Zhang thought about it, in fact, even if Yunyan brushes the paper, it is nothing.

To solve this problem is what mathematicians have to do, Yunyan is still a child.

Besides, how can he be so strict with Yunyan that he can't do things that old man Zhang himself can't do?

This is too double standard.

Mr. Zhang said: "Well, then you have a good rest, this problem is not a problem that must be solved. Remember to report to the training team this weekend, and you will be reimbursed for the round-trip air ticket."

Yunyan: "…"

Weekends are the day after tomorrow.

Yunyan felt that the black pepper beef tenderloin on the plate didn't smell as good as before.

She is actually quite homely.

The last time Yunyan went to the provincial team for training was a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, and did not know the sadness of leaving home.

I thought it was just a dozen days of training, so I just left.

But later, I experienced conflicts between roommates, I slept at night and others were studying.

Yunyan deeply realizes that the outside is really not as good as the home.

Although the sound of roommates turning a book at night is usually quiet, but in the dead of night, the sound seems to be resounding in my ears, and mute earplugs are of no use.

Although the training time for the national training team is only two weeks, she wants to fly alone and travel across provinces.

Thinking about this, the feeling of being separated from my loved ones arises spontaneously.

Saturday night, Yunyan packed her luggage.

Fang Zheng bought her a flight ticket for tomorrow morning. She arrived at about noon, and she had time to clean up her room in the afternoon.

Mother Fang watched her stuff clothes into the suitcase and said: "It's cold in the north, you have to wear thicker clothes, let's bring some thicker clothes, don't freeze yourself. Forget it, Mom will give it to you. You pack up."

Yunyan stopped Mama Fang who was ready to do it herself.

Said she could handle it.

Then she lowered her head and brought a lot of thick clothes according to her mother's instructions.

In the end, it was full of a twenty-four-inch suitcase.

If it wasn't for the worry that Yunyan's small body was tired of dragging two boxes, Fang's mother would like to pack another box for her.

On the day of farewell, Fang Zheng kept pursing his lips and said nothing.

He originally thought that his sister didn't need to go to any training camp. At that time, Cheng Li asked him if he wanted everyone to go abroad for a new year.

Fang Zheng is still planning a trip.

How can I think that people are not as good as heaven, Mr. Zhang calls, Yunyan has to go to the national training team to stand by.

After all, Yunyan has been appointed as one of the members of the IMO national team, and Yunyan must assume the responsibility and honor of this identity.

Conscientious training and training are essential.

This year, the national team for the mathematics competition is training in Zhongguan New Garden of Peking University, and the class is in Guanghua.

However, the vast majority of college students have gone home by this point.

There are only a group of high school students left in the teaching building.

As soon as Yunyan got off the plane and exited the security checkpoint, she saw Mr. Zhang with two very familiar people.

One is Lu Lin, and the other is Qian Xingwei.

Mr. Wei Qian Xingwei has long hair, covering her forehead, and a small tug at the back.

Yunyan felt that he was carrying a drawing board, like a wandering artist.

Yunyan pushed the suitcase, carried a bag, and wore a baseball cap on her head.

She stepped on the fleece white shoes, walked quickly to the three doors, and said hello: "Mr. Zhang, Brother Wei, Lin Lin."

Qian Xingwei was stunned on the spot when he heard Yunyan address him, his eyes dull.

When getting into the car, Lu Lin saw that Qian Xingwei's ears were actually red.

Lu Lin: "???!"

So this should be because Qian Xingwei has a thin surface, so her ears are red, right?

Lu Lin glanced at Fang Yunyan in the co-pilot who was answering Teacher Zhang's question.

The student had a serious face, obviously unaware of the situation behind.

It was just noon, Mr. Zhang took everyone to have a meal of mutton, and then drove back to school.

Wait until Mr. Zhang drove back to everyone's training camp.

He told Yunyan all the things he should have noticed.

Then announced: "We have mandatory evening self-study here. Yunyan, the teacher knows that you are very tired from running around today, but you must come to the evening self-study tonight. After getting familiar with your classmates, you have to start a new one tomorrow. unit training."

Yunyan nodded and promised to attend the evening self-study on time.

Mr. Zhang knew that Lu Lin and Yunyan came out of the same school, and said, "After you pack up, let Lu Lin show you around and identify the way."

After Lu Lin agreed.

Mr. Zhang left with Qian Xingwei.

Recently, Mr. Zhang is also focusing on cultivating Qian Xingwei.

After all, IMO is a team competition and requires six people.

At half past five, Lu Lin took Yunyan to Compass for dinner, and the two went to the study room with their schoolbags.

Yunyan has no information about the training team during this period.

She can only pull out the derivation process she recently wrote. There was a thick stack next to her printed and bound documents.

The places marked in red are particularly detailed.

Teacher Zhang just entered the classroom, he just glanced at it, and then was shocked.

He also looked at this pile of documents these days.

I recognized it at a glance, this was the conjecture he sent to Yunyan.

He asked: "This...is all you deduced?"

Yunyan pursed her lips, a little embarrassed, "These pages are all based on the literature."

Then she turned the notes to the next pages, "These are my own derivations."

Mr. Zhang looked at the dense equations, he felt that Yunyan was really about to deduce it...