Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei’s Growth Life Simulator

"I asked you to do the high school grade one next to you, how about you, his grandma, did the Mathematical Olympiad problem that I used to make the students with the best math scores in the class extremely popular?"

Lu Mingfei's eyes suddenly fluctuated.

"Haha, don't worry, I don't need you to explain to me."

Bang bang bang!

Patting Lu Mingfei's shoulder again and again, under his suddenly stiff face, Teacher Wang grinned a cruel smile and lowered his voice,

"But, you said there is something, isn't it a coincidence? After this class, our class will organize the first comprehensive exam after high school."

"Other subjects have nothing to do with me, but if your kid's math doesn't satisfy me, I'll wait for you, huh?"

Teacher Wang grinded his teeth gently, wishing he could rip off Lu Mingfei!

Lu Mingfei is this piece of shit! You can really hide it!

If he hadn't noticed that the boy's pauses for the first-year high school function question next to him and the provincial math Olympiad question next to him were basically the same.

Maybe he thought it was just an accident and a coincidence!

Or it could be rote memorization.

The final Mathematical Olympiad question is quite valuable!

Now think about it, the little bastard Lu Mingfei fell asleep in math class in the past, could it be because the things he taught were too low-level?

Teacher Wang rubbed his chin, feeling a little complicated.

Shilan High School is full of geniuses with quirks of one kind or another. The top player in the international physics competition in Class 1 of the third grade did not show any strength in the first two years. He only played, made trouble, and molested little girls in physics class.

It wasn't until after the third grade was divided into classes and he couldn't deal with the new physics teacher that he showed his true strength in one fell swoop and became another international competition star of Shilan High School. He slapped the physics teacher hard in the face and made them... The teachers couldn't help but talk about it - hehe! Damn it, who the hell makes you blind.

It's immoral to take pleasure in others' misfortune, but I can't help feeling happy!

But if the same thing happened to him, his feelings would be completely different - he was only afraid now, because if he missed a move, he might be the one who was gloated about his misfortune.

Thinking of this, Teacher Wang looked at Lu Mingfei a little strangely.

What a good boy, what a good boy, what a pity he still said so hard to get me to see if I can create an example of someone who knows his shame and then becomes brave.

But in fact, Lu Mingfei might be just like the third-year high school student in front of him, thinking about when to slap the teacher in the face.

"Ah?" Lu Mingfei said subconsciously. He finally noticed something from the strange atmosphere in the class. He turned around and carefully looked at the two questions he had just done, wishing he could slap himself.

Depend on! I didn't feel much difference when I made it just now.

Now look at it, this one at the back, isn’t this a Mathematical Olympiad? It’s definitely a Mathematical Olympiad!

It's so pity to see the difference between 1+1 and 12*13. If he didn't distinguish it carefully, he really wouldn't have noticed it!

Teacher Wang, you are doing a lot of harm to others. If you don’t teach high school mathematics well, what are you doing with Mathematical Olympiad questions?

Lu Mingfei, who was about to cry but had no tears, really didn't know what patch to apply.

"That's right!" The self-proclaimed math class representative raised his head in confusion, doubting his own life, "It turned out to be right."

Zhao Menghua, who had been paying attention to the situation on his side, couldn't help but be startled when he heard this. Then he closed the book and said coldly, "It's just mathematics, just brush up on the questions."

The math class representative accidentally heard this sentence and glanced sideways at Zhao Menghua without any explanation.

He was the only one in the class taking the Mathematical Olympiad, so most people didn't actually know the value of Lu Mingfei's correct answer to the question just now.

Mathematics, as one of the famous subject foundations, especially basic mathematics and advanced mathematics.

The questions at the high school level are difficult to solve, and they are also in the category of basic mathematics, and I haven't even gotten into it yet.

Only in college and graduate school can you start the research of advanced mathematics and gradually deepen it. Where you can go, where you stop, and how great your achievements are are purely based on talent and have nothing to do with hard work.

The Mathematical Olympiad, whose full name is Olympic Mathematics, has content and assessment formats that transcend the categories of basic mathematics and advanced mathematics.

If you can make a living in the latter two by working hard and completing the questions, then the Mathematical Olympiad, which tests logical thinking ability and problem-solving ability as its core, is completely related to talent.

Brushing questions?

Zhao Menghua, don’t believe it. Some people copy the answers, but they never get it right!

There is no other possibility that Lu Mingfei got that question right - he has the talent to overwhelm everyone in mathematics!

The math class representative had this idea flashing through his mind, and his first reaction was disbelief.

The second reaction was that I suddenly didn’t understand whether it was right or wrong for someone like me to try to enter the highest university through the Mathematical Olympiad competition.

His Mathematics mentality, second only to me, seemed to be broken!

Other laymen could not see it as clearly as Teacher Wang and the math class representative, but this did not prevent Lu Mingfei from becoming the center of the discussion again.

Naturally, there are those who say that he is good at memorizing, but there are also a few people who think that this little kid may have some talent in mathematics. He probably wants to imitate the high school senior who "killed" the teacher with his arrogance and became famous in one fell swoop.

But no matter what, Lu Mingfei's reputation within the class had undergone some quiet and unobservable reversals.

Teacher Wang laughed secretly and was thinking about how to show off to those old bastards when he returned to the math group.

After all, including himself, almost all senior teachers, when seeing this question, agreed that even the students at Shilan High School who could solve this question in their freshman or even sophomore years could not solve it. It can't exist.

There was an uproar of whispers in the class, and even though the bell rang, it failed to stop.

Jingle Bell--!

The ringing of bells in memories rang through the campus on September 14th, continuing the sound in the hands in the night wind on October 1st.

Ding!

The slender bullet flew in the wind and rain and landed on Lu Mingfei's hand, reflecting a pair of helpless faces.

The patch put in the post-test was that Lu Mingfei was actually a student with a slight talent in mathematics, and he was able to get that question right because he had a vague impression of having done it before.

I don’t know whether Teacher Wang, who had a strange look on his face, believed it. Anyway, most of his classmates believed it, and then with the mentality of "I can do it, I can do it", they dismissed the matter.

Of course, in the first nine-course test in high school afterwards, Lu Mingfei also relied on the "personality" he had acquired passively, and under the "monitoring" of countless classmates in the exam, he scored 130 out of 150 in mathematics. Rely on the strength unleashed by this subject to reach the 30th place in the class and the top 600 in grade.

With an improvement of more than 200 places, he is firmly at the forefront of the grade-wide improvement list. It can be said to be a blockbuster. Not only did he get public praise from the class teacher, but also the matter was put on the campus forum by some good people, which stirred up the originally one-sided discussion. waves.

Even the ever-popular voting ratio of Lu Mingfei vs. Zhao Menghua has inadvertently increased from single digits to thousands to hundreds to thousands.

Although the momentum of the reversal of the criticism was not strong, and it would not be obvious without careful investigation, Lu Mingfei still left an endnote in his secret diary, "Be cautious and then be cautious!"

One course was okay, and the "audience" had some room to react, but what if Lu Mingfei wanted to try this again with English and Physics, which were already full due to [Hacker Master]?

Try it and it will be gone!

As the moon pushed aside the clouds and covered hundreds of millions of raindrops, the cold white light shone on the dark figure on the rooftop, spreading from the feet to the head, revealing the golden-patterned mask that covered the face, smeared with mysterious light.

Ding ding!

Bullets were clicking on his fingertips, and Lu Mingfei felt really numb when he thought about what happened after that day.

As for his grades, it's okay to say that even if everything is exposed, it's nothing more than a scenario where he is actually a learning genius, but he has a bit of a quirk and is too lazy to show off, so he pretends to be an ordinary person.

The next incident really made Lu Mingfei feel uncomfortable.

Su Xiaoqiang, who felt something was wrong, finally discovered something was wrong with him.

Ding!

The light from the collision of the bullets suddenly produced a crisp sound, swaying for a hundred kilometers, followed by a pair of sonorous sounds!

Sonorous!

Bamboo dust flew everywhere, and Su Xiaoqiang's figure was like a ghost. She just stepped out of the way and suddenly flashed behind a middle-aged woman, and dropped the bamboo knife on her neck.

The huge space was silent.

despair!

The bamboo knife that was thrown away rolled and hit the ground hard.

"Miss Su, you won." Her voice was hoarse due to the strenuous exercise, and the woman from Japan spoke in a weird Chinese tone.

The expression on his face was helpless as he raised his hands in surrender, but he still exclaimed in admiration, "It's only a few days. Your swordsmanship talent and reaction speed are really terrible. I have nothing left to teach you."

"It's not a talent." Su Xiaoqiang couldn't help but muttered after hearing this.

She narrowed her golden eyes lightly, endured boring pleasantries for a while, and then turned around and left.

Pushing open the door and walking out of the newly built martial arts arena at home, Su Xiaoqiang smiled as usual, said hello to her parents, Uncle Liu, in the living room, and then turned around and went upstairs, saying she was sweating too much. bath.

With a creak, Su Xiaoqiang quietly closed the door. Her soft but somewhat strong body gently leaned against the door frame. She listened to the thin discussion downstairs and reflected the unspeakable emptiness in her eyes.

My mother came back from Europe, and life gradually returned to the past. Although there were some unique changes, most of life was still the same as before.

But Su Xiaoqiang didn't tell anyone. She always felt that something was missing in her heart.

The girl gently put her palms, which were slightly red from the shock of the knife, to her chest, and unconsciously pinched the wet clothes on her chest into tangled wrinkles.

A feeling that cannot be described in words.

"Xiaoqiang is no longer clingy. What a big change." In the living room, Mother Su, who just came back yesterday and didn't know what happened these days, leaned lazily on the sofa and turned around to question Su Jingtian, with a sad look in her eyes. There was some doubt.

She raised the side of her face slightly and spoke displeasedly, "Jingtian, it's time for you to explain to me what happened, right? It's three o'clock in the morning, and I'm practicing swordplay while I'm sleeping. What's wrong with our daughter? ! What do you mean by hiding it from me like this?"

"Hi! I'm in high school. Compared with before, isn't it normal to see some changes?" Su Jingtian laughed and did not answer directly.

"Yes, that's right." Mother Su nodded lightly and pondered for a moment, but her deep and three-dimensional facial features showed a dull girlish flavor. For a long time, she looked at Su Jingtian curiously, "Hey, by the way, you were always there before I went abroad. How are you preparing for the project you mentioned? Why haven't you talked about it these past few days?"

They were originally very ambitious and confident about establishing a kingdom for their mother and daughter, but now they were suddenly silent.

"Project," Su Jingtian suddenly came back to his senses, covering up the fear and strangeness in his eyes, "Let's talk about the project, there are some problems, we have to sum up again."

Then Xian pretended to answer the phone and greeted Butler Liu out.

Once he was far away and confirmed that his wife would not hear him, Su Jingtian's expression changed, "Brother Liu, how did things go?"

"It's been found out. Lao Li has indeed been caught, but it will take a long time to see him." Butler Liu realized something in his mind. He came back to his senses and glanced at Su's mother who was watching the variety show. He couldn't help lowering his voice while reporting softly. , "In addition, the process this time is unprecedentedly strict."

"The stricter it is, the more something is wrong. Combined with the various traces in the building that the police strictly ordered to keep secret, it becomes even more suspicious."

If he hadn't had some connections, the family members of his "victim" wouldn't have been able to know the truth. It's really unreasonable!

"Brother Liu, try to be as fast as possible, otherwise things will change if you are too late." Su Jingtian lit a cigarette impatiently and unconsciously rubbed the cold lighter, "Maybe we can only find out about Xiaoqiang's abnormality from him. "

Outside the villa, the father lit a cigarette, burning weakly in the fine rain and mist. His sad eyes flashed, remembering the days when his daughter woke up, and the weirdness revealed everywhere.

The daughter in the bathroom raised her head, letting the beating warmth from the shower wash over her golden eyes. After closing her eyes lightly, she looked at the foggy mirror and grinned at the corners of her mouth, that simple smile It's normal to laugh, but it makes her feel weird no matter how she looks at it.

In the center of the city, closest to the sky, Lu Mingfei clicked bullets and turned the coldness in boredom.

The intertwined memories connected together, what happened in those days.

September 24, sunny, temperature 25 degrees Celsius.

Su Xiaoqiang, who had been in a coma in the hospital for nearly two weeks, finally regained consciousness.

"Xiaoqiang!"

With panicked steps and stumbling steps, Su Jingtian, who was a little disheveled and unshaven with a tired face, rushed into the independent ward!

When he raised his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and even his anxious steps stopped at the door, as if he didn't dare to step forward.

At the end of autumn, the towering five-pointed maple trees outside the window were dyed with the fragrance of crimson leaves. Blown by the slightly cool wind, they made a soft clatter and rained down the red leaves that finally fell to the mud.

The clear and warm sunlight shuttled through the gaps in the leaves, passed through the clean window unimpeded, and dimly smeared around the girl's flying hair.

Although she was unable to eat normally due to coma, Su Xiaoqiang, who was wearing a striped hospital gown, did not appear to be pathologically weak.

She sat there quietly, looking at her fingers on her thighs.

The white hands gently pinched the five-pointed maple floating on the quilt. The leaves that were a little dry due to loss of water were like Su Xiaoqiang's heart at the moment, so fragile that they would shatter if touched at the slightest touch.

"Dad?" The voice was a little hoarse, and Su Xiaoqiang slowly turned around, the gilt gold burning in her eyes burning brighter than the sun.

The natural suppression caused Su Jingtian's mouth to secrete fearful saliva.

Gently flipping the broken hair beside her ear, Su Xiaoqiang's words were a bit confused.

"If I were a monster, what would you and your mother do?"

"Are you afraid of me?"