I Exchange For Black Technology By Blowing Up The Bully

Unexpectedly, compared with the full-bodied fill-in-the-blank questions, the difficulty of the big questions plummeted.

The first few questions are very simple determinant calculations in "Linear Algebra", which is so simple that Song He can get the result at a glance, but he has to write it down step by step honestly.

The next few big questions are simply the model of the college entrance examination math questions, but it is slightly more difficult.

Song He sneered disdainfully, thinking that he would encounter some heaven-defying problems, so he was so weak?

Quacking and killing!

All to my death!

the other side.

Zhang Zhilei and Ning Mo also began to sprint with all their strength, writing quickly like a machine gun, and the nib of the pen made a dense sound like a sewing machine on the paper.

In the first few linear algebra questions, the two stumbled very consistently for a while. After all, it was a new learning content, and it was understandable for those who were slightly unfamiliar. Soon advancing to the routine math problems of the college entrance examination, the speed of the two of them was soaring in a straight line, accelerating like a competition!

Zhang Zhilei twisted her mouth, "I'll hand in the paper first."

"Wishful thinking! I'm faster than you!" Ning Mo's forehead was sweating.

The battle quickly became fierce, as if electric sparks flickered in the air, the two old opponents used pens as guns and test papers as battlefields, sprinting with all their strength, and launched a desperate struggle!

The terrifying coercion of the bully was scattered everywhere, and the students around were terrified. Although I know that these two mathematicians are powerful, but experiencing the atmosphere of the examination room is still chilling!

"My ninth question!" Zhang Zhilei whispered.

"It's the ninth question for me to step on a horse!" Ning Mo gritted his teeth.

"My last question!" Zhang Zhilei's eyes were murderous.

"I... I have the last question too!" Ning Mo was dull for three seconds.

Finally, Zhang Zhilei rewrote the last line and threw the pen violently!

Almost at the same time, Ning Mo also desperately finished the last line, and shook the pen violently, as if the gel pen was a bomb!

The two raised their arms almost at the same time, and looked up at the podium suddenly, like the assault soldiers who planted the flag first in the enemy's position!

In the next second, both Zhang Zhilei and Ning Mo were stunned.

On the podium, Ban Jianye was holding a math test paper and was silently reviewing it with his head down.

That test paper is full...someone has already handed in the test paper!

Zhang Zhilei and Ning Mo were both stunned, their eyes were incredulous, then they thought of something together, and turned their heads to look in a certain direction in the front row.

Song He rested his chin in one hand and turned his pen in the other, yawning boredly, with a lazy look of nothing to do.

Sensing that someone was watching, Song He suddenly had itchy ears, and stretched out a middle finger to scratch up and down.

Zhang Zhilei and Ning Mo's pupils were shocked, Song He actually handed in the paper earlier? How could he be so fast!

"He may have few questions, and he didn't do many questions." Zhang Zhilei suddenly remembered something.

"I hope!" Ning Mo's face was not good-looking, and he had a faint premonition.

On the podium, Ban Jianye finally saw the two people raising their hands, and nodded to signal to come up and hand in the paper.

Zhang Zhilei and Ning Mo hurried up and handed the test papers to the teacher.

At the same time, both of them seized the time and took a hard look at Song He's paper.

It doesn't matter if you don't watch it, a sense of horror immediately floods your heart after watching it!

Zhang Zhilei and Ning Mo only studied high school mathematics and "Linear Algebra", but did not have time to learn "Advanced Mathematics", so the relevant parts were left blank, there were not many blank questions, two fill-in-the-blank questions and one big question.

But on Song He's test paper, there were no empty questions, and there were even more!

He wrote all the topics about "Advanced Mathematics"!

After handing in the test papers and returning to their seats, Zhang Zhilei and Ning Mo were silent, both of them had a serious premonition.

The surrounding students also witnessed the whole process, and whispered comfort.

"Song He handing in the papers earlier may not be more correct, wait for the teacher to correct the papers!"

"That's right, it's not about speed, it's about scoring. If I had competed for speed, I would have won, and I wouldn't hand in a question in seconds."

"Don't panic, sister Zhilei, I believe you are the strongest!"

long wait.

On the podium, Ban Jianye was busy correcting the papers, and the corrections were extremely meticulous, almost reviewing major questions line by line.

It can be seen that Ban Jianye is also very cautious about such a key and important candidate.

Ning Mo and Zhang Zhilei are in torment, and the whole class is waiting for who will be able to fight to become a god?

Finally, Ban Jianye raised his head.

"Are there any papers to submit? If not, the result will be announced!"

The whole class was silent, and they all looked up at the head teacher.

"Zhang Zhilei and Ning Mo have the same score. The full score of 150 is 128 for both of them." Ban Jianye smiled, "If it wasn't for the fact that the two people made mistakes in different questions and different steps, I would have thought it was. I copied it."

Zhang Zhilei and Ning Mo stared at each other.

A look of joy appeared on Ning Mo's face, he actually drew with Zhang Zhilei this time?

A major breakthrough!

One more line can be engraved on the tombstone!

"If Zhang Zhilei and Ning Mo were the only students who handed in the paper, it would be troublesome, and there would be an extra match." The class teacher said with a smile, "Fortunately, Song He also handed in the paper, and the score happened to be higher... To be precise, it was high a lot of!"

"Song He, 141 points!"

boom!

There was an uproar in the class, exclamations and groans one after another, followed by overwhelming applause!

What an amazing high score, 141 points!

"Fuck the gods, did you get more than 140 points for such a difficult question?"

"At first I thought it was a life-and-death confrontation between Zhang Zhilei and Ning Mo, but I didn't expect both of them to be blown away by Song He!"

"Emperor of Mathematics! Emperor of Numbers Song He!"

"Damn it, the rumor of the God of War all night can't be true?"

"I'm going, big upset, big dark horse! Welcome the emperor of mathematics, Song He, to the throne!"

Among all the applauding students, Yuan Guang applauded the hardest, but he was so excited that all the latiao for the next month will be available! This roommate Song He is a cash cow!

The surrounding students also cast strange glances at Yuan Guang.

"It's outrageous. Priest Yuan's method of starting the formation in the morning reading class before will not really work, will it?"

"Yuan Guang has something. If he asks for rain, it will rain. If he lends luck to Song He, Song He's score will rise to the sky."

"Teacher Yuan, are you still accepting apprentices? Want to learn spells!"

"Old Immortal Yuan Guang has boundless mana!"

On the podium, the head teacher coughed twice, and the class quickly quieted down.

Ban Jianye glanced across the class and said:

"I'm very relieved. In the past few years, I took the elite class. The highest score in the class was only 60 points in the test area for the same difficulty. I sent it to the school competition team, and within a month, I was returned by the competition students of the rocket class."

"This year, our class actually produced three masters in mathematics. This paper can do more than 100 points, and the college entrance examination paper must start with 130 points. I have many years of experience as a class teacher, and I can get 130 to 40 points in all mathematics exams." In terms of points, the success rate of impacting 985 famous schools is more than 90%!"

"The three students, Song He, Zhang Zhilei, and Ning Mo, have half a foot into a prestigious school!"

There was another burst of applause in the classroom, and envy and jealousy spread everywhere.

"Song He, tonight at 8 o'clock in the school auditorium there will be a competition team inauguration meeting, so you don't have to go to the evening self-study, go to the meeting." Ban Jianye fixed his eyes on Song He, full of appreciation.

"Thank you teacher!" Song He replied simply.

"Zhang Zhilei, Ning Mo, don't be discouraged. We have places for promotion in the final exam of Jinghai No. 4 Middle School. Your math is good enough. You should work hard on other subjects and strive to be promoted to the rocket class in the second year of high school. There are many places in the rocket class competition. You have a place." The head teacher shifted his gaze to Zhang Zhilei and Ning Mo, "Participating in the competition a year late may not be a bad thing, just practice hard."

"Thank you teacher!" Zhang Zhilei and Ning Mo said in unison.

There was no expression on the faces of the two, but it was obvious that they were trying to restrain their loss.

After the results were announced, the two had already collected a lot of resentment points for Song He.

Ning Mo's resentment value is slightly lower. He has seen the mighty God of War all night, and he has long realized in his heart that Song He may be a variable, but he has been reluctant to admit it for the sake of comforting himself. With this result, he could only accept the reality with a wry smile.

Zhang Zhilei was completely stunned, the sudden failure made her at a loss, she found that she didn't even think about losing!

"Other students, you have also seen the level of top students! You have been severely divided at the beginning of school. I hope everyone will be brave after knowing the shame!" For this paper, half of the class’s scores are not as high as Song He’s, so reflect on it!”

As soon as the words fell, Song He saw a lot of resentment reminders from the whole class.