Genius Girlfriend

Today is the first day of school, and most of the students in the first (seventeenth) class are more reserved.

However, Shen Jixuan ignored the friendship between his classmates and tore off Duan Qiyan's fig leaf, causing Duan Qiyan to fall into an embarrassing situation.

If Duan Qiyan is unwilling to practice gambling, then he is reduced to an untrustworthy liar. He pressed his lips in embarrassment and annoyance. Due to the situation, he lowered his noble head and said vaguely: "Mr. Jiang..."

"Duan Qiyan, it's not that I said you, your voice is too low, right?" Shen Jixuan tirelessly picks things up, "You are the No. 1 God of War in the elementary school affiliated to the Normal School, can't your voice be louder?"

Duan Qiyan suffered all the humiliation and still had a face of fortitude. He straightened his back and shouted three times: "Ms. Jiang! Ms. Jiang! Ms. Jiang!"

Before the surrounding students reacted, Duan Qiyan ran out of the classroom. He ran too fast, escaped too fast, staggered under his feet and almost fell at the door of the classroom.

Why was Duan Qiyan's reaction so intense?

When he heard the gambling agreement, he was obviously very happy.

Lin Zhixia tilted her head. She turned around and said, "Ms. Jiang, Ms. Jiang, Ms. Jiang!"

For her, this title is both fun and respectful. She imitated Duan Qiyan's tone and tone, not only did not feel the slightest shame, but even stared at Jiang Yubai with interest.

Jiang Yubai slowly turned sideways, deliberately avoiding her long gaze. He felt that Lin Zhixia sometimes confuses the concept of victory and defeat. Lin Zhixia didn't lose to him, so why call him Teacher Jiang? She also yelled out an exuberant look.

Some students around saw the clue, and suddenly said: "Jiang Yubai, Lin Zhixia, you two have a good relationship."

This classmate who saw through the truth at a glance was named Han Peng. Han Peng's facial features are correct, his skin is slightly darker, and his head is flat. He graduated from Shengli Primary School in this city, and was a classmate of Shen Jixuan.

Shen Jixuan hooked Han Peng's shoulder and said with a smile: "Jiang Yubai, Lin Zhixia, the only two of you in our class are skippers. You two have just turned ten this year, right?"

Jiang Yubai stood up from his seat. He is two years younger than Han Peng, but his height has surpassed Han Peng.

The height lost to the skipper, but it made Han Peng feel relaxed. Because Jiang Yubai is taller than him, in his mind, Jiang Yubai is his peer. He doesn't need to regard Jiang Yubai as his fifth-grade brother.

He and Jiang Yubai hooked up their shoulders: "Let's go, Jiang Yubai, are the three of us going out to play?"

Without any reason, without any preparation, the three boys Jiang Yubai, Han Peng, and Shen Jixuan suddenly got along well. They went to admire the campus scenery together, and rushed towards the playground on the first floor—just as Lin Zhixia had expected, Jiang Yubai went to hang the horizontal bar again.

There are bunkers, runways, single and parallel bars, and a wide football field on the playground. Shen Jixuan and Han Peng chased and played on the runway and had a great time. Later, Jiang Yubai also gave up the horizontal bar. He stepped on his long legs and ran at full speed, like a gust of wind coming and going without a trace.

Shen Jixuan ran in front of Jiang Yubai and yelled at him: "Jiang Yubai! Have you tried a thousand meters? The high school entrance examination for physical education requires a thousand meters!"

Jiang Yubai's physical fitness is obviously better than that of Shen Jixuan. Shen Jixuan ran on the playground for two minutes, panting with exhaustion and sweating on his forehead. But Jiang Yubai stopped, adjusted his breathing, and soon recovered.

The sky was blue and the breeze was swaying.

Lin Zhixia stood at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor of the teaching building. She leaned on the railing with both hands, looking far away, and the whole playground was in full view. A circle of lush white poplar trees grows on the outside of the playground. The early autumn sun sifts through the gaps in the leaves, and the ground is full of golden spots of different shades.

She remembered the magnolia tree and the crabapple flower of the Experimental Primary School.

Someone from behind called her: "Lin Zhixia."

Lin Zhixia turned her head: "Huh?"

Lin Zhixia saw a girl. This girl is Lin Zhixia's classmate, and her name is Wan Chunlei.

Wan Chunlei's entrance examination score ranked eighth in the class, just a little bit higher than Jiang Yubai. She wanted to find Lin Zhixia to be at the same table, but because Jiang Yubai and Lin Zhixia had a close relationship, Wan Chunlei could only dispel the idea.

And now, Wan Chunlei took the initiative to speak to Lin Zhixia, and invited her: "Lin Zhixia, do you play Go?"

Lin Zhixia asked ignorantly: "Go?"

Wan Chunlei took Lin Zhixia's hand affectionately: "Yeah! Lin Zhixia, they all say you are very smart! Do you know how to play Go? I just found out that there is a chess board in the bookcase of our class classroom. With the chess piece, how do you compare with me? I am the third place in the elementary school group of the fourth elementary and middle school students Go competition in our city."

Lin Zhixia let Wan Chunlei lead her and brought her back to the classroom.

Her fingers were soft and white, and her wrists were slender. Wan Chunlei was holding her hand, feeling a little unbearable in her heart.

In any case, Lin Zhixia is three years younger than Wan Chunlei. Lin Zhixia is so young, looks good, and has innocent eyes. She is obviously still a little girl with no brains. She may have had some great luck, ranking first in the competition class for three consecutive exams.

On the other hand, Wan Chunlei used a Go game to test Lin Zhixia's calculation ability and mental agility.

Wan Chunlei was still hesitating, but Lin Zhixia urged: "Hurry! Let's get the chessboard!"

"It's too late," Wan Chunlei pointed to the electronic clock in the class, "classes are coming soon."

Lin Zhixia clapped her hands: "Wan Chunlei, let's play again in the next class! The rest of the next class will last for twenty-five minutes, which is definitely enough for us to play a game!"

"Okay." Wan Chunlei agreed smoothly.

When she was talking to Lin Zhixia, Duan Qiyan happened to pass by.

Duan Qiyan has returned to his usual state. He stepped across the podium in two steps in three steps, and the sweatpants he was wearing made a rustling sound. When he heard the conversation between Wan Chunlei and Lin Zhixia, the eyelid of his right eye suddenly jumped. He quickly looked at Wan Chunlei.

Wan Chunlei also graduated from the elementary school attached to the normal school. She and Duan Qiyan are alumni of the same class.

Although Duan Qiyan stepped into the school gate of Provincial No. 1 Middle School, his spiritual beliefs still remained in the primary school attached to the Normal School. No one knew the title of "The First God of War". Every time Wan Chunlei met him, he showed his due respect. Wan Chunlei also pays attention to the rules in the competition examination room. In short, in the view of Duan Qiyan, Wan Chunlei is a decent person.

While Lin Zhixia walked back to her seat, Duan Qiyan grabbed Wan Chunlei and warned her: "Hey, you can't play with Lin Zhixia, you can't play Go with her."

Duan Qiyan is out of good intentions.

Unfortunately, Wan Chunlei didn't know how to promote her: "Duan Qiyan, are you the teacher in charge of such a wide range? I want to play with her."

Duan Qiyan folded his arms and looked down at her condescendingly, "Hey! Don't you understand? You and Lin Zhixia lost the game, but the teacher attached to the face was lost."

Shen Jixuan's seat is nearby. He took a nonchalant sentence: "Duan Qiyan, I have to remind you that no matter how embarrassing others are, they will not be more embarrassed than you yelling "Ms. Jiang" three times."

In a short sentence, Shen Jixuan poked Duan Qiyan's pain deeply. Duan Qiyan turned around and wanted to run out of the classroom, but the class bell suddenly rang, and teacher Zhang, the head teacher, walked into the classroom of the first (seventeenth) class of junior high school holding a stack of test papers.

Teacher Zhang stood on the stage and stood still for a few seconds without speaking. Lin Zhixia reacted and shouted in a clear voice: "The whole class stands up!"

Thirty-six students in the class stood all together, bending over and saying, "Hello, Teacher Zhang!"

Teacher Zhang bowed in return: "Hello everyone!"

He distributed the test papers to the class, took a clean blackboard eraser, held up the chalk, and said loudly, "Attention everyone, I am now correcting the first written test paper for you. There are seven multiple-choice questions on this paper, four of them. Fill-in-the-blank questions, two big questions, and one additional question. I’m not kidding, just give it to the best competition class students in the third grade, and it will take up to 20 minutes.”

Under the podium, a sigh of "Woo-Wow" sounded.

Teacher Zhang smiled and said, “I’m telling you that you must not feel stupid. In many cases, it’s not that the question is difficult, nor that your brain is bad, but you have never studied it, have never seen a similar question type, and have not mastered it. That knowledge point. When you look at the topic at first glance, you think it’s so difficult, you can’t do it, and you’ve lost your mind. This really doesn’t work. It’s not the style of our competition class. Students in our competition class should believe that they are smart and excellent. Much better than the 18th class next door!"

Speaking of Class 18, Teacher Zhang thought of another important thing.

He immediately issued a notice: "I almost forgot. The next class is the introduction class of the competition class. You and the students of Class 18 will go to the third lecture hall. The dean of our grade will introduce you to the competition class. Settings, types of competitions, coaches’ training methods. After listening to the dean’s lesson, there is an impromptu small competition in our 17th and 18th classes-it is a math warm-up contest, which class you will see The students have a more solid foundation and quicker response."

When the students heard the word "competition", they were shocked.

Teacher Zhang added a scene sentence: "Don't be under pressure. The emphasis is on participation. Friendship comes first and competition comes second."

In the first class this morning, Teacher Zhang once stated that Class 17 and Class 18 are brother classes.

But then he said: Brothers are also separated.

The game hasn't started yet, and the entire seventeenth class is ready to move. After this class, the mood of eagerness in the class was like a surging undercurrent, which suddenly broke through the water and reached a peak of prosperity.

Jiang Yubai was calm and calm. He put away the 84-point math test paper, unscrewed the water cup, and poured out half a cup of tea. The fragrance of West Lake Longjing overflowed, and the tea in the cup floated away. He picked up the cup and said firmly: "The eighteenth class is defeated."

Lin Zhixia tilted her head to look at him: "Are you so sure?"

Jiang Yubai sipped tea quietly, and said lightly: "They don't know anything about true wisdom."

"Hahahaha," Lin Zhixia smiled happily, "Jiang Yubai, who are you talking about?"

Jiang Yubai remained silent.

Lin Zhixia pulled his sleeves: "Wan Chunlei is looking for me to play chess! Are you coming to watch the game? She is looking for me to play Go. She is the third place in the primary school group of the city's fourth primary and middle school students Go competition, so amazing!"

Jiang Yubai clearly remembered that one day, Lin Zhixia sincerely praised him for being super awesome. Perhaps it was because he was too impressed with that day, so Lin Zhixia warmly praised another student in the class, which made Jiang Yubai feel a touch of care.

He asked: "Have you ever played Go?"

Lin Zhixia was slightly at a loss: "I haven't played with anyone."

Jiang Yubai figured out what she meant, and guessed: "Have you read related books?"

"Yeah." Lin Zhixia nodded vigorously.

Okay.

Jiang Yubai has the winning ticket.

Holding the water cup, he got up and said, "Go, go to classmate Wan Chunlei."

Let Wan Chunlei taste the taste of failure-Jiang Yubai didn't say this sentence.

Wan Chunlei has set the chessboard in a seat by the window of the fourth group. She put her hands on the table top, palms facing up. Her demeanor is very soft, calm and full of master style.

Han Peng couldn't help but said with emotion: "Wan Chunlei, when I look at you, I think of the Zhenlong chess game of the predecessor Wuyazi in "Dragon Babu"."

Wan Chunlei held a chess piece and gently clicked the chessboard: "My father is an amateur Wudan player of Go. He told me about the Zhenlong chess game in history."

Han Peng and a group of classmates who love to watch the excitement have already found positions. They either stood or sat, gathered together, and finally waited for Lin Zhixia and Jiang Yubai.

Han Peng grinned when Lin Zhixia approached, "Squad leader?"

Lin Zhixia thought of Dong Sunqi in the fourth grade (1) class. She decided to imitate Dong Sunqi and become a respected monitor. So she replied: "Please call me, Squad Leader Lin!"

Han Peng is a good speaker. He sat up slightly and said, "Squad leader Lin."

Squad leader Lin sat opposite Wan Chunlei.

"Start?" Wan Chunlei asked her opinion.

Lin Zhixia is very open: "Okay!"

Wan Chunlei immediately started the game and asked her casually, "Have you...have learned Go?"

"I have read related books, but I have never played with anyone." Lin Zhixia launched a piece of her own.

Wan Chunlei did not answer. She has fallen into thinking.

Lin Zhixia calculated Wan Chunlei’s layout while muttering to herself: “I think of the black and white Mary experiment. It is a conjecture experiment of philosophy of mind. Suppose Mary is locked in a room after she is born, and Mary only Can watch black-and-white physics knowledge on TV. Even if she finishes all the physical optics theory, as long as she walks out of that room and sees pure red tomatoes, she will have a new harvest."

At the end of this passage, Wan Chunlei had already had several moves with Lin Zhixia.

Wan Chunlei needed repeated scrutiny before every action, but Lin Zhixia made one move in two seconds, and the offensive was fierce to her.

It is said that chess is like character and chess is like personality. If this is true, then under Lin Zhixia's innocent and lovely appearance, what a rude and mad heart is hidden! Wan Chunlei thought secretly.

The unknowable classmates around didn't even notice the tension.

The expression on Wan Chunlei's face became more and more solemn. She tried to disrupt Lin Zhixia's thinking and asked, "Why are you telling me about the black and white Mary experiment?"

"Ah, I want to thank you," Lin Zhixia said sincerely, "you are willing to accompany me to play chess, which brings me a brand new experience."

Wan Chunlei did not understand what Lin Zhixia said. She became confused gradually. She fixed her eyes on the chessboard, but the situation became worse.

Wan Chunlei was desperate and forced the last few rounds. Lin Zhixia flattened her nest with one move, and said briskly: "Do you admit defeat?"

The seats in the fourth group are close to the window, with excellent lighting.

When Wan Chunlei raised her head, she saw light reflected in Lin Zhixia's eyes and said to her, "Are you surrendering?"

I don't recognize it.

These three words stuck in Wan Chunlei's throat, and she couldn't say anything. Holding a chess basket in her left hand, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Duan Qiyan, suddenly a flash of inspiration in her mind!

She put down the chess basket, just like Duan Qiyan in the last class, rushed out of the classroom of the first (seventeen) grade of junior high school. As long as she runs fast enough, she doesn't have to face the embarrassment near the seat.

Jiang Yubai looked at her back and sighed slightly: "Another Duan Qiyan. How many gods of war are there in your primary school attached to the normal school?"

Duan Qiyan felt that he was targeted by Jiang Yubai. He held back for a long time, unable to hold back any rebuttals, so he could only pin his hopes on today's math contest.

Their mathematics is very good in the elementary school attached to the normal school.

If you can earn honor in the contest, all the previous shame will be washed away.

Before the introduction class started, the students from the first (seventeenth) class of junior high school, led by Lin Zhixia, walked to the third lecture classroom of the junior high school.

The location of the third lecture hall is very special. It is located at the junction of the first and second school buildings.

Lin Zhixia and Jiang Yubai walked in the first row of the class. Jiang Yubai talked about the structure of the connected graph, but Lin Zhixia's voice was much weakened. She raised her head slightly and looked at the group of people coming forward.

Those are the seniors of the second and third grades of the training class.

The one headed is Lin Zeqiu.

Lin Zeqiu's figure is in excellent condition. Among that group of junior high school boys, Lin Zeqiu was the most outstanding. Everyone created a sense of stars and moon for him.

When Lin Zeqiu was at home, he often cleaned up and washed the dishes and mopped the floor. It was really not as high-spirited as he was in school.

Lin Zhixia stopped in his footsteps. She claimed that she had something to do and asked her classmates to go to the classroom first.

When the students from Class 17 entered the third lecture room one after another, Lin Zhixia ran towards Lin Zeqiu. Today's Lin Zhixia tied her hair with only a dark blue ribbon. She ran so fast, and the ribbon was floating in the wind.

And Lin Zeqiu stood still. When she was about to approach him, he asked: "Are you a student in the first grade competition class? A little familiar."

Lin Zhixia was stunned.

Lin Zeqiu tilted his head and said to his classmate: "Let's go."

Before he took a step, Lin Zhixia passed by him, turning a blind eye to him. She first greeted a boy wearing glasses: "Hello senior, I saw you in the car this morning, are you going to the printing room to collect materials?"

The junior high school of the Provincial No. 1 Middle School has prepared a batch of brand new mental health textbooks. Class cadres in the second and third grades of middle school heard the broadcast and of course had to go to the printing room to collect materials.

The senior quickly responded: "Yes, yes! Do you remember me?"

"Of course!" Lin Zhixia replied enthusiastically.

Later, Lin Zhixia looked at another senior: "Nie Tianqing?" She called Nie Tianqing's name accurately.

Nie Tianqing's expression is wonderful. He smiled, bowed his head, puzzled, and sighed: "Do you have an impression of me?"

"I have an impression," Lin Zhixia repeated in detail, "In September last year, we played the Bubble Ball Battle in the Children's Park together. You are Dong Sunqi's neighbor and he brought you that day. How is Dong Sunqi recently? "

Just as Lin Zhixia finished speaking, Jiang Yubai walked behind her. In Jiang Yubai's view, there is really no need to tell Nie Tianqing. They have no intersection with Nie Tianqing, nor any friendship.

So Jiang Yubai pulled Lin Zhixia's sleeve: "The introduction class is about to begin."

Lin Zeqiu's gaze was like a flying knife, nailed fiercely into Jiang Yubai's hand.