I Am the Sister of the School Grass

The leader of the teaching and research group, Mr. Li, said: "No, after the paper was changed yesterday, Zhouka was so shocked that he could hardly speak."

Zhouka is now a teacher of half of the mathematics teaching and research group, and the school also subsidized his temporary salary.

Liu Bo heard the name of Card God as early as last year when Zhou Card was recommended to Tsinghua University.

Now, I am so shocked to hear Mr. Li say Kashen.

Liu Bo became more and more happy: "I don't think everyone on the forum calls Yunyan Y God, I think, she will soon be the second card **** who recommends Tsinghua."

Mr. Li smiled and said: "Not only that, I asked Yunyan, she didn't systematically learn the knowledge of competition before, she taught herself. The degree of excellence is comparable to that of Yuanmo back then."

When the name Yuanmo was mentioned, the entire teaching and research group became quiet.

Liu Bo felt a little guilty, "Haha, Yuan Mo is not something that ordinary people can compare with. We may be close to Yuan Mo."

Tell me about all the 'glorious' incidents that Yuan Mo had in the First Middle School, it would take a few days to finish.

It's not like the little Yunyan now.

Mr. Li smiled and said, "We Yunyan still have a lot of room for improvement. No one can tell her future achievements."

Maybe she can really bring back the international award that Yuan Mo didn't get.

But he didn't say the second half.

Thinking about it is one thing. If you really want to say it, the entire teaching and research team must be under a lot of pressure.

At this moment, Mr. Li's phone vibrated.

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

The caller information on the screen showed a name,

—far ink.

Mr. Li answered the phone, "Hello, Yuanmo."

"Yes, I'm in good health recently."

"Ah? You plan to go back to school, when?"

"Alas, back then you... It's really a pity that you almost won the prize."

"Time? I can do it here. I heard that you were starting a business before, so you must be very busy. Come on your own time, and I will inform the students about the specific time."

Call ended.

Teacher Li's eyes were full of excitement, and he solemnly announced to the teaching and research group.

"Yuan Mo said that after the first trial of the competition, he will be responsible for the coaching after the re-examination. The point is to let our 292 take the national first and enter the national team."

Other teachers are all: "!!"

Mr. Liu Bo was confused.

When did they have a nickname called 292?

Someone asked: "Ah! How does Yuan Mo know that we have a student who has passed the 292 exam this year?"

Mr. Li: "The first high school forum posted a post early in the morning. The classmates who participated in the competition with Yuan Mo saw it and told him."

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When the time comes, I will not feel that they have been slack in the competition in recent years.

Students with excellent grades come back, and teachers are also under great pressure.

Besides, the first exams of the mathematics competitions in each province are self-determined questions, but the exam time is unified by the country.

That's the first weekend of September.

But this year they have a special situation in the province, and there was a leak scandal some time ago.

That's why the math competition was postponed for a month.

For this kind of competition that is helpful for the college entrance examination, the results must be guaranteed to be completely fair.

Otherwise the credibility of higher education institutions will decline.

"Today is the 9th, and there are only five days left today, so the students have to work harder."

"How about Yunyan, Ning Yue and Lu Lin called in to check and fill the gaps individually? I think their grades can be even higher."

"Makes sense."

Fang Yunyan returned to the class and was hugged by Tong Qiu on the spot.

"Y God, look! This is the prize "No One Survives" drawn by the forum owner on National Day. I forgot about it, but he sent it to our class early this morning already."

Tong Qiu, who won the prize in Insulator, did not expect that he would one day win the prize!

And when she was voting for who God Y was at that time, she originally planned to vote blindly, but was forced to vote Yunyan herself because of the threat of the same table.

Then...you win.

It smells good.

"Y God, you are my lucky little angel! Live contest 292!"

Yunyan: "..." Fortunately, it is not two fifty.

Not long after Tong Qiu's voice fell, the top of Yunyan's hair was rubbed.

Yunyan gave Shouqiu a stare and waited for him to explain.

Schoolmaster stretched out his long legs and said, "I just want to touch the angel's lucky halo."

Yunyan: "…"

Forget it, don't bother with the stupid brother.

Just as Yunyan turned her head, she heard a movement in the back seat.

Fang Zheng grabbed Cheng Li's hand and folded it behind him.

Cheng Li shouted: "It hurts, Brother Zheng, oh... I just want to touch the angel's halo!"

Fang Zheng said firmly: "Dream."

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