Kicked out of the rich family at the beginning

All eyes subconsciously turned to Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu.

In the lecture hall, the originally lively and festive atmosphere condensed instantly.

The head teacher of Class 8 continued to report the scores: "Tang Ming 155, Ren Wanxuan 154, Fan Kun 128..."

Not only was Chen Zhu's score lower than Ning Xiaobai's, but Ren Wanxuan's score was even lower than Tang Ming's.

Leaving aside Ning Xiao and Bai Po, Tang Ming is only in the middle of the training class, how could he get such a high score?

The atmosphere at the scene was very strange.

Wait for all the scores to be read.

The people in Ren Wanxuan's team raised their hands and asked hesitantly, "Teacher, why are Ning Xiao and Bai Po's scores higher than Chen Zhu's?"

This is not only his question, but also the question of everyone present.

Ren Wanxuan never keeps a low profile. Most people know that they have a Ph.D. from Jiangjing University to help them with after-school questions.

Jiangjing University accepts only a few students a year, and those who can study for a Ph.D. are even rarer.

How bad could his answer to Ren Wanxuan be?

"Teacher," Ren Wanxuan didn't stand up, but said grandly, "Did you give Bai Po and them the answer?"

The head teacher of class eight was taken aback.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

Ren Wanxuan didn't listen, and interrupted him, "But even if you give them the answer, my score will never be lower than that of Bai Po. Every time Chen Zhuo and I write the standard answer, the answer is the same. What is your scoring standard? By mood?"

"You told me back then that it would be absolutely fair. Is this what you mean by fairness?"

Bai Jian was missing for four days, forty points less than her.

In this case, can she score lower than Bai Ke?

The air pressure in the lecture theater is very low.

The head teacher of Class 8 looked deeply at Ren Wanxuan, "It's normal for you to have doubts."

He unfolded the remaining paper in his hand and sent it out, "This is all the answer sheets of the first five students. You can browse through them at will, and then comment on my daily grading after reading."

Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu each got a few pieces of paper.

They belonged to Bai Po and Ning Xiao.

Ren Wanxuan pushed the paper aside, not wanting to look at it.

She stared coldly at the head teacher of class eight, and then turned her eyes to Bai Po.

Bai Po rested his chin lazily with his left hand, poked the tip of his pen at the notebook, and half-squinted his cold black eyes to look at the notes at hand, looking calm and unhurried.

Chen Zhu didn't speak, he picked up an answer sheet with a gloomy face and looked it over carefully.

It is Bai Po's answering process, the handwriting is neat, each question is clearly analyzed in place, and the entire page is unobstructed.

Chen's gloomy expression suddenly became astonished, and he recognized it at a glance——

This kind of clear and clear answer was given to him by the head teacher once.

Those who can take classes here have excellent grades, and you can see the difference between the answers of Bai Po and the others and the standard answers.

Physics is a course that is not easy to understand even if there are standard answers.

The answers Dr. Gao gave to Chen Zhu and the standard answers were only a few formulas and final answers, without process analysis, so most of the students could not understand the last question.

Someone who finished reading Ning Xiaobai's test paper suddenly exclaimed in astonishment: "So it was processed with two-dimensional collision? No wonder, no wonder I can't understand the answer..."

With the first person to speak.

The latter sound emerges endlessly.

Even Chen Zhu was in a daze, and he showed Bai Jian's paper to Ren Wanxuan: "You should read their answer paper."

Ren Wanxuan frowned and took the paper.

Gao Jiachen was hired by the Ren family at a great price, and he had published nature papers.

She had heard Gao Jiachen's assistant proudly mention that Gao Jiachen was leaning against an insurmountable mountain in Jiangjing.

No one will doubt his strength.

Ren Wanxuan felt that no matter how perfect the answer was, it would be the same as Gao Jiachen's.

Until she saw that the question written by Bai Po was a light particle question.

The first question not only makes a good picture, but also attaches the analysis. In the second question, each formula is explained in detail from what angle it is analyzed...

Ren Wanxuan's ironic smile froze on her lips.

No matter how conceited she was, she had to admit that Bai Ke's answer was clearer and more complete than the standard answer.

But...how is this possible? !

Where did they get the answer?

Her hands were so strong that she crumpled the answer sheet.

"Ren Wanxuan, Chen Zhu, I know you have got the standard answer, but the standard answer is not perfect." Seeing that everyone bowed their heads, the head teacher of Class 8 spoke earnestly: "The person who gave you the answer did not ask you Explain the principle, the last question of some questions you write is very vague, you think you have got the standard answer, but the standard answer is also made by people."

"The world is far bigger than you imagine, and the mountains are higher than the mountains. When you think you are standing on the top, you don't know that someone is already in the clouds. The horizon determines the circle, and the pattern determines the development. I hope you can listen to my words today. Wan Xuan, there is no end to learning, you have to be prepared to accept that you are just a frog in a well at any time."

Ren Wanxuan didn't listen at all.

When had she ever had such a humiliating moment? In the past two days, she has publicly stated more than once or twice that the quota is hers, so what do other people think of her now?

Ren Wanxuan's face flushed red, and she clenched the answer sheet into a ball.

"Teng" got up suddenly, didn't even want his own things, and rushed out the door!

Behind her, the head teacher of Class 8 watched her leaving quietly.

At the beginning, the principal handed over the most difficult prince class to him, hoping that he could teach it well.

He thought he did a good job, at least Class 8 didn't have a school bully like Chen Wei.

But now, the head teacher of class eight felt frustrated again.

Ren Wanxuan's starting point is too high, Tang Ming and the others need to work hard for more than ten years to get the opportunity to sit in the training class with her.

She can have it from birth.

The Ren family gave her the best education, enjoyed the best resources since she was a child, and never suffered. She had to build a cafeteria for her in high school. She was spoiled too much and got everything too easily. Become a character with high self-esteem.

"Okay," the head teacher of Class Eight turned around after a while, and said to everyone in a deep voice, "Because Ning Xiaobai's overall score is the highest, do you have any objection to giving them the places?"

This result was beyond everyone's expectations.

But the analysis process is right in front of you, and the difference can be seen at a glance. Who can have an opinion?

"It's fine if you don't have an opinion. I'll send the key to Bai Po and Ning Xiao." The eighth class teacher added their contact information.

Sent the link and key.

Ning Xiao has been curious about the Jiangjing University app for a long time. After getting the link, he downloaded it immediately, and then entered the key, logged in and registered in one go.

The head teacher of Class 8 stood beside Bai Po.

He waited for Bai Po to log in, but the other party didn't even look at the phone.

Been looking at... notebook?

The head teacher of Class 8 who never did the questions in the lecture theater can bear it, what's going on with you now, kid?

Jiangjing University app, can you bear it too?

"Teacher?" A shadow fell on the top of his head, and he felt that someone was staring at him all the time. With his hand on the notebook, he raised his head slightly, his black eyes clearly visible, "Are you okay?"

What's up?

Did you say something is wrong?

The head teacher of Class 8 had the urge to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.

"You..." He withdrew his gaze, "...it's all right."

He turned around and went to put away the answer he just sent, most of the people were reluctant to part with this answer.

But the head teacher of Class 8 is very cold and doesn't give them a chance to see more.

Ren Wanxuan crumpled and threw a piece of Bai Ke's answer on the ground before. The head teacher of Class 8 looked at it for a while, then bent down to pick it up, flattened it gently, and returned it to Bai Po together.

After Bai Ke took it, he casually put it aside.

"There are no exercises today, you can leave early."

The head teacher of Class 8 finished speaking to the people in the lecture theater, then put his hands behind his back and left the lecture theater.

But no one left.

Tang Ming sat beside Ning Xiao. He saw that Ning Xiao had registered and logged in, but when he turned around, he saw Bai Po still looking at his notebook.

"Why don't you log in yet?" He looked more anxious than Bai Ke.

Bai Po leaned lightly on the backrest, and gracefully pressed the phone with his right hand, and saw the link and key sent by the head teacher of Class 8. This link was just sent to her by Jiang Fuli last time.

She glanced at it, then forwarded the link and key to Tang Ming.

The three of them added WeChat to each other last time.

There are not many people on Bai Po's WeChat, so it is easy to find him.

Tang Ming didn't see her operation. His phone vibrated twice but he didn't care. He was still urging Bai Po, "Hurry up and register."

Bai Po threw the phone back on the table with a "snap", glanced at Tang Ming lightly, and said two words softly: "Shut up."

Tang Ming silently shut up and turned around.

In the lecture theater.

Someone hesitated for a long time, then got up and looked for Bai Po, "Student Bai Po, can you lend me your answer for a night?"

After speaking, the boy also felt a little embarrassed.

He just sat by Ren Wanxuan's side in order to queue up to watch Ren Wanxuan's app.

Ning Xiao was well-known as a lone ranger in school, and he only dared to look for Bai Po, holding the slim hope that Bai Po could show him the previous analysis.

Bai Po didn't look up, just gently clamped the analysis on the table with his index finger and thumb, and handed it to the other party, with a flat tone: "Here, you don't have to return it."

The boy froze.

He thought that Bai Po would at least sneer a few words, or give them answers to a few small questions like Ren Wanxuan.

Unexpectedly, she didn't say anything.

"Why?" Seeing that the person didn't take it for a long time, Bai Ke raised his head slightly, narrowing his dark eyes slightly, looking at him.

Her gaze is not as superior as that of Ren Wanxuan.

She looked at it very calmly.

It seemed that he was one of her soldiers who made a mistake and was tolerated and forgiven by her.

The boy suddenly came back to his senses, feeling ashamed of his groundless speculation, "It's nothing, thank you!"

"Well, study hard." Bai Ke looked away and packed his things slowly.

The rest of the students who wanted to come, but couldn't hold back the face, didn't expect Bai Ke to give them the answer so easily, so they could only look at the boy enviously.

It's hard to describe the feeling in my heart.

Tang Ming also started to pack his things, and turned on his phone to see who had sent him a message.

One click into WeChat, and I saw Bai Jian's forwarding.

"Sister," he looked back at Bai Po, "Why did you forward it to me?"

He thought that Bai Ke was slippery.

Bai Po zipped it up, lowered his voice, and said casually, "I registered it for you."

"What?!" Tang Ming didn't react.

He thought he had heard wrong.

"...you keep your voice down," Bai Po stood up, pressed his backpack with one hand, and held his mobile phone in the other. With his face slightly sideways, he lowered his voice again: "I said that this spot is for you... go out first and then talk about it."

"Give me the application quota of Jiangjing University?" Tang Ming was eight-point surprised and half-deliberate, "You said you would give me the application quota for the preparatory camp of Jiangjing University?"

"Are you really going to give me the application quota for the preparatory camp of Jiangjing University?"

Bai Po: "...?"

Not only did Tang Ming's voice not lower...

He even repeated it three times!

Now, everyone in the lecture theater, including those sitting in the back, could hear clearly.

Even Chen Zhu, who was sitting in his original position and thinking about something, heard it.

His fingers trembled, and he suddenly looked up at Tang Ming.

Every day at zero o'clock is thinking that there is no need to wait for the first update every day. If you want to change the time, I think nine o'clock in the morning is also very good. I can watch you~

Hey hey good night.