I Exchange For Black Technology By Blowing Up The Bully

No. 4 High School in Jinghai City, freshman registration day.

The school gate was opened suddenly, and crowds of people scrambled to enter the school gate, like an army breaking through the city!

Song He charged with his schoolbag tightly, his blood pressure soaring.

A new war has begun! Fight fiercely at Beijing No. 4 Middle School!

As the crowd moved forward, Song He looked around curiously.

The brand-new teaching buildings on both sides are tall and majestic, exuding a faint chill.

Over the years, there have been several calamities in the college entrance examination. I don't know how many gods of learning have been promoted here, and how many poor students have been bombarded into blood.

It was the end of get out of class time, sophomores and seniors stood by the window sill to watch the excitement, layers of heads with different expressions, overlooking the crowds of freshmen.

"The freshmen look so immature, and those who lack homework are beaten!"

"I don't know if there are any gods who skipped grades this year. Last year, a master in Class 8 was promoted ahead of the college entrance examination."

"Kids, run! There is a big horror in high school! It's a fucking trap to say that you can become a top student by studying the questions hard!"

"When I entered school last year, I wanted to take the Tsinghua University exam, and I slept soundly after half a month of class!"

"Add a box of test papers to the freshmen, one box for each student, so that the school next door will see it and think we can't afford it!"

Song He's face turned dark, the seniors and sisters were really resentful.

The campus broadcast suddenly sounded, overwhelming the noise of the whole school.

"Freshmen, please pay attention!"

"Students in ordinary classes, please report to teaching building No. 1 on the east side!"

"Students from the elite class, come to Building 2 on the west side!"

"Students of the rocket class, please come to the principal's office of the office building to register!"

The crowd diverted immediately, Song He glanced at the building number, and rushed towards Building No. 2.

Right after the beginning of school, there are three, six, and nine grades. Although high school is hell, there are still 18 floors in hell!

High school is like the sect in fantasy novels, it really is a place where hard power speaks, scores are like cultivation bases, high cultivation bases are respected!

After walking a few steps, a hand suddenly patted on the shoulder.

"Song He! You actually came to No. 4 Middle School!"

"You're going the wrong way, this is the elite class, and the ordinary class is in the opposite direction!"

Song He looked back with surprise in his eyes.

Junior high school classmate Zhao Yiyi, I haven't seen her in a summer vacation, she is much more beautiful.

The small face is fair, the dangling high ponytail, the figure has obviously become hotter, wearing a loose sportswear, the green hills still can't cover it, the peaks and mountains are like gathering waves and raging waves.

"That's right, I'm going to the elite class." Song He laughed.

"No, isn't your high school entrance examination score 620? You can only go to the elite class with a score of 640 or more!" Zhao Yiyi was stunned when she heard this, "You should be in the ordinary class. You should check the registration procedures again, so don't make a mistake."

Song He took out the registration form in an instant and unfolded it.

【Song He 620 Points Elite Class 2】

Zhao Yiyi was dumbfounded, "Damn, I'm also in elite class 2! Oh no, how could you get into the elite class with your score? Do you have any specialties?"

Song He smiled meaningfully, "My surname is Song, and the vice-principal's surname also happens to be Song."

Zhao Yiyi was dumbfounded!

"Let's go, I'm destined to be a classmate for another three years, hurry up and get a good seat in the classroom." Song He skipped the topic.

[Zhao Yiyi learned that you are a related household, her mood is slightly sour, and her resentment value +1! 】

[Accumulate 10 Xueba resentment points to activate the system! 】

Subtitles suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

Song He rubbed his eyes in horror, and the subtitles disappeared again.

Activate the system? Hallucinating?

In the future, I have to read less online novels. It will be troublesome if I really have a system. I do tasks every day, like a slave.

After completing the registration procedures downstairs, the two hurried upstairs to find the classroom.

The students moved so fast that the classroom was almost full!

There are only two empty tables by the window in the front row.

A tiger-like middle-aged man was sitting at the empty table, with a serious face and a sinister air from his nostrils. He exuded a terrifying aura like that of a head teacher, and he looked like he would eat people at any time.

Song He walked over bravely, "Hello, teacher."

The class teacher stood up and moved out of the way without saying a word.

There were three desks side by side, Zhao Yiyi got into the innermost seat and sat down, Song He sat in the middle.

The head teacher actually sat down again, his tiger-like body almost rubbed against Song He. There is a pile of freshman registration process sheets on the table, and the class teacher is busy ticking off the check marks, like the king of hell checking the life and death book, it will probably take a long time.

Song He shrank his elbows in fear, and silently took out his math textbook.

During the summer vacation after the senior high school entrance examination, Song He was extremely motivated, ambitiously preparing for high school courses, and studying hard from morning to night like a devil, which can be called dung painting the wall. The mathematics textbook in hand has already been thoroughly read, and the pages of the book are densely packed with notes, soaked in the sweat of learning!

Song He took out a test paper from the interleaf of the book, pressed the gel pen and started writing.

The soft sound of the pen tip hitting the table caught the head teacher's attention, a pair of tiger eyes stared at him, and his brows twitched slightly.

"Self-study during the holidays?" The homeroom teacher looked at the test paper, his tiger eyes showing a hint of surprise, "How much have you learned?"

"Study the compulsory one, two, three and elective one." Song He said confidently, "Basically, I have learned it thoroughly."

Zhao Yiyi was sitting next to eavesdropping, startled, and turned her head to look at Song He in horror.

School hasn't started yet, have you learned the four books thoroughly?

Bragging about being happy in front of the class teacher, you don't want to die! Aren't you afraid that the class teacher will kill you?

The teacher in charge frowned, and the smile he had just revealed was gone.

"Have you learned it thoroughly? Tell me about the question of drawing a frequency distribution histogram. What are the basic steps?"

The homeroom teacher asked serious questions with a serious face, accumulating anger notes, and silently prepared to reprimand the freshman.

On the first day of school, Zheng worried that he couldn't find a chance to make an example of others, so he happened to reprimand this arrogant freshman and beat up other students in the class by the way.

Zhao Yiyi looked at Song He sympathetically, the teacher really asked you a question, isn't it cool? Are you panicking now?

"The first step is to find the range, the second step is to determine the number of groups, the third step is to group the data, and the fourth step is to list the frequency distribution table, including grouping, frequency accumulation, frequency and frequency. The total frequency is the sample size, and the total frequency is 1." Song He answered quickly, brushing the pen on the draft paper to draw a sample graph, "Finally, draw a histogram of the frequency distribution, the horizontal axis is the sample data, and the vertical axis is the frequency divided by the group distance."

Zhao Yiyi was stunned, hey, the plot is going wrong, shouldn't it be Song He who hesitated and was scolded by the teacher? Can you really answer?

A look of surprise flashed across the head teacher's eyes, and half of the accumulated anger bar suddenly dropped, and he couldn't release his ultimate move.

"The basic steps to find the curve equation?" the head teacher continued to ask.

"Establish a coordinate system, use ordered real numbers (x, y) to represent the coordinates of any point M on the curve, write the set of points M that meet the condition p, use coordinates to represent the condition p(M), and list the equation f(x, y) is equal to 0, then reduce the equation to the simplest form.” Song He responded eloquently, “There are two points to note here. Generally, the solution set of the equation before and after simplification is the same. If there are special circumstances, it needs to be properly explained. In addition, the second part can also be omitted according to the situation. The second step is to directly list the curve equation."

The homeroom teacher stared at Song He's eyes completely changed, as if a craftsman knocked open a stone casually, revealing a large piece of emerald inside!

Um? This student has something!

What I just asked were all big questions in the college entrance examination, and the steps and procedures were answered impeccably. I really learned very thoroughly by myself!

Some high school sophomores and even high school seniors find it difficult to answer such questions fluently! It is not easy for a freshman in high school to have this level!

"The last question, how many methods are there to find the eccentricity?" The head teacher thought for a while and asked the question.

In the end, it is impossible to answer this question. It is not in the textbook, and it is rarely mentioned in the tutorial materials. Only by doing a lot of questions can you accumulate experience.

Students who start early tend to drift away, deliberately asking a question that they can't answer. It's a small reminder, children, you still have to work hard to solve the questions!

The homeroom teacher stared at Song He, trying to find a trace of confusion on his face.

But no, Song He opened his mouth to answer!

"I know, two kinds! I also previewed here!" Zhao Yiyi couldn't hold back, and suddenly interrupted from the side.

"There are more than two, I've seen five." Song He shook his head.

"Five kinds?" Zhao Yiyi was stunned, her voice lowered a lot unconfidently, "Is there... are there so many?"

"The first is to directly find a, c, and then divide them to find e. The second is to use a formula to find, for example, the eccentricity formula of a hyperbola. It is the subtraction. The third method constructs the homogeneous formula of a and c, especially the homogeneous quadratic formula. The fourth method is called the second definition method. The eccentricity is the ratio of the distance from the moving point to the focal point and the distance from the corresponding directrix. The first method is suitable for questions involving focal radius." Song He paused, "I've only seen the last one, but I don't know how to use it yet, constructing an inequality about e and finding the range of e."

The class teacher's eyes flashed a look of surprise, why did he really answer it, and he answered it so completely!

Damn, talent!

Unexpectedly, there are students comparable to the rocket class in a mere elite class?

This level is high even among the freshmen in the rocket class!

"You send these lists, and I'll go to the office to get you the exercise booklet for the math competition." The head teacher pushed a stack of procedures on the table to Song He, with a much gentler tone, "Three of the students in the rocket class I took before took the math competition." Went to Qingbei. Each class in the elite class has only one place in the math competition, if you are interested, you can try it."

Song He was taken aback, he didn't expect such a chance to come, so he quickly thanked him.

The head teacher hurriedly left the classroom.

Song He picked up a stack of receipts on the table, and was about to go out to distribute them, but a small hand grabbed his arm.

Zhao Yiyi was terrified, "Damn Song He, you preview so much? You're crazy! Are you working on math without eating or sleeping during the holidays?"

"Of course not, besides mathematics, I also focused on biology." Song He understated.

[Zhao Yiyi is afraid of your study enthusiasm, her self-confidence plummets, and her resentment value +2! 】

[Ding Yangze watched the whole process, was greatly shocked, resentment value +1! 】

Song He was taken aback when he saw the unfamiliar name, and then the boy wearing glasses behind him stretched out his hand.

"My brother, Ding Yangze, I scored 670 in the senior high school entrance examination, just one point short of entering the rocket class." Ding Yangze looked in awe, "I have also previewed mathematics, but it is far behind you, you can teach me math problems in the future ?"

"No problem, Song He, with a score of 620 in the senior high school entrance examination." Song He shook hands with him and left with the formalities in hand.

Ding Yangze froze on his seat, only 620 points?

The high school entrance examination is fifty points lower than me, so awesome now? The legendary overtaking on a corner during the summer vacation?

Or is this brother seriously biased? Do you get full marks in math, but fail in some other subject?

"Classmate, I see you came with Song He, do you know each other?" Ding Yangze looked at Zhao Yiyi.

"I'm in the same junior high school class as him." Zhao Yiyi blinked, inexplicably proud.

"Is he partial to a serious subject? A perfect score in mathematics, but weak in another subject?" Ding Yangze asked curiously.

"Song He is indeed partial to mathematics, but it's not that he is strong, but that he is weak." Zhao Yiyi shook his head and denied, "He scored well in other subjects in the high school entrance examination, but he just reached the passing line in mathematics."

"Just reached the passing line?" Ding Yangze didn't expect it at all, "Is it true?"

"Really, he was the worst in math in the senior high school entrance examination." Zhao Yiyi was full of fear, "I didn't expect him to make up for math during the holidays, and he did it so fast. The only shortcoming is gone. Song He may be invincible Already!"

"Working hard for a summer vacation, turning a weak subject into a strong subject? Fuck, this buddy is too scary!" Ding Yangze suddenly had goosebumps all over his body.

The other side of the classroom.

Song He is busy distributing formalities slips to the students, with which they can go to collect dormitory supplies.

Suddenly, subtitles popped up in front of my eyes.

[Ding Yangze heard that you were the worst in math, and fear, resentment +6! 】

[The cumulative resentment value is 10, do you want to activate the Xueba resentment system? 】