Wang Xueba System

"If you are not sure, just wait until next time." Luo Hao quickly comforted, "I read on the campus website that it is rare to become a first-level mathematician just after freshman, so don't put too much pressure on you."

"What about you?" Huang Xi suddenly asked, "You must be able to do it, right?"

"I should be about the same." Luo Hao hesitated for a moment, but chose to tell the truth, after all, he will definitely take part in this first-level mathematician assessment.But he didn't say it with certainty, for fear of irritating the girl in front of him who had always wanted to be strong.

"Then you must pass." Huang Xi looked at Luo Hao expectantly, "I will fail this time, but it doesn't affect my having a mathematician boyfriend."

"Uh..." Luo Hao was stunned for a moment. Sure enough, there is a saying on the Internet that really makes sense: Don't guess what girls are thinking, because you will never guess correctly.

This class is mathematical analysis. At 8 o'clock, the teacher came to the podium on time.Luo Hao and Huang Xi also settled down to attend the class.

......

In the next few days, every day was basically the same, and Luo Hao didn't have any sudden whim occasionally.During the period, Huang Xi canceled the registration for the first-level mathematician assessment. Luo Hao looked at the registration data released, and the final number of applicants was only 15 people.

The campus network is also gradually becoming lively:

"I don't know how many people can pass the assessment this time."

"There may not have been one in the past few years, right?"

"I didn't know before, anyway, I'm in my junior year, and I didn't have it in the first two years."

......

At 10 o'clock on Friday night, Luo Hao was lying on the bed, watching the comments of his classmates on the campus website, feeling completely at peace in his heart.

The assessment is coming tomorrow, and I thought I would be a little excited, but I didn't expect that there is no wave in my heart now.

Luo Hao turned off his phone and fell asleep.

The morning sun shines on the wall through the cracks in the curtains.

Luo Hao, who was used to getting up early, opened the curtains, looked at the rising sun, and took a deep breath: "Today is the first step towards my goal."

.........

While Luo Hao walked out of the dormitory, the other side.

"There are only 15 applicants for this year's first-level mathematician assessment. Not enough for a class." In a spacious office, a middle-aged man in his 50s sighed, "I don't know whether to be happy or angry."

"Oh? Old Liang, what do you mean?" Another middle-aged man wearing glasses asked curiously.

The middle-aged man called Lao Liang was Liang Guoqiang, the dean of the School of Mathematics at Fuxing Academy, and the other middle-aged man who spoke was Peng Shan, the deputy dean of the School of Mathematics.

"Although there were very few people who passed the first-level mathematician examination in previous years, the number of applicants was quite large. At least it is considered courageous. This year, there were more than 60 people who passed the pre-examination, and only 15 signed up. What do you call this? It's something." Liang Guoqiang shook his head.

"Hey, what's so awkward about you, anyway, you can't pass the exam after signing up, at least it shows that this year's students are self-aware." Peng Shan comforted, "You've been awkward about this for several days, think about it , how can a good seedling be so easy to find."

"If it was in the past, I wouldn't be in a hurry. Isn't this a young mathematician born in the beautiful country this year? He is a freshman student at Harvard University. He is going to come to Capital University as an exchange student." Liang Guoqiang was a little helpless.

"Lao Deng is looking for you?" Peng Shan raised his eyebrows.

"This is an exchange student in name, but it's actually to show off how good their students are, and by the way mock the incompetence of our country's students." Liang Guoqiang's tone was tinged with anger.

"This beautiful country has gone too far in recent years." Peng Shan's tone was not very good.

"Hey, we can only see if there are any good seedlings who can hold up the scene this time. Otherwise, the students hosting the beautiful country team will probably be hit." Liang Guoqiang sighed again.

"Let's resign ourselves to fate. There's nothing we can do about it. The education method of the beautiful country is different from that of our Xia country. Our children learn many subjects before entering university. It's not like them. They have been trained in one direction since they were young." Peng Peng Shan also said, "But it is precisely because of this that the knowledge of outstanding talents in our country is more comprehensive than theirs, and our Xia country can be valued by developed countries like the beautiful country. Alright, is there any young people who are freshmen? Mathematicians, it depends on today, 15 test papers will be judged today."

.........

Luo Hao had already had breakfast with Huang Xi, and was walking towards the examination room.

From a distance, I saw that the Quanxue Building had been cordoned off by the staff.

"Only 15 people take the exam, such a big battle?"

Luo Hao and Huang Xi looked at each other, a little surprised.

"It seems that I can't find a classroom here for self-study and wait for you. I'll go to the library in a while. When you come out, send me a message." Huang Xi came back to his senses, looked at Luo Hao, "Come on! I Good on you!"

"Don't worry, starting today, you will have a mathematician boyfriend." Luo Hao also smiled.

.........

In the huge classroom, 15 candidates sat sparsely.Luo Hao was sitting in the middle of the front row.

"The entire teaching building is surrounded on the outside, and only one classroom is used for the exam inside. I really don't know whether it is important or not." Luo Hao muttered softly.

"Student, don't talk."

The corners of Luo Hao's mouth twitched, and he complained frantically in his heart: Why is it this uncle Mediterranean again.

At this time, the 'Mediterranean' uncle was also very surprised: This student who handed in the paper in half an hour actually passed the examination?

He couldn't help but become more interested in Luo Hao.

Jingle Bell--

The bell rang and the curls began.

Taking the test paper in his hand, Luo Hao looked at it. There were three 8-page test papers in total, and one of them had only one question.

Luo Hao remembered the assessment rules he had seen before: three questions, and if he answered at least two of the questions correctly within the specified time, he passed the assessment.

Soon, when the bell rang for the second time.

"You can answer the question."

Luo Hao began to examine and answer the questions quickly, completely ignoring the gaze of the 'Mediterranean' uncle and staring at him blankly.

This question is a bit more difficult than the previous pre-assessment, after all, it is also a serious first-level math question.

But in the eyes of Luo Hao, a quasi-third-level mathematician, that's the same thing.

rustling --

Luo Hao quickly wrote on the test paper, completely ignoring the draft paper handed out along with the test paper.

"You don't even type a draft? Is this a real skill or a show of strength?" Feng Gang, the 'Mediterranean' uncle, rubbed his chin, thinking.