C position study, God chooses the way

West Eighth District, PAYM operation center.

There was a dead silence in the meeting room.

Everyone present is an operator who has been doing digital competition-related work for many years. Their eyes are on the big screen directly in front of them, calm on the surface, but shocked in their hearts.

There are actually professional contestants in the East Eighth District that they don't know about? !

Could this be the trump card that the national team of that country has specially hidden, and is ready to catch them off guard when they are on the field? !

Before the content of everyone's thoughts became more and more outrageous, the operation director who convened this meeting coughed and pulled everyone's thoughts back to reality.

"As you can see, an unknown enemy has appeared on the battlefield of the global math league."

"Any ideas?"

"The team we sent out to test has already lost, and for this unknown enemy, we know nothing about them except that they are strong."

"Who are they, where are their school records, how did they learn the content of the competition... a cloud of fog is in front of us, and it will even spread, turning the entire situation of the number union into a mess. "

"As we all know, as the professional operation department behind PAYM, the first priority is to win, and the second priority is money."

"Because only if we keep winning, our money will continue to be generated, isn't it?"

Long and boring impromptu calls.

Even the director of operations who was on vacation in Hawaii was alarmed. He just left the bonfire party with beach beauties in flowery shorts, and hid alone in the hotel room to participate in the projection.

In the corner of the long conference table, the expression on the face of an older young man with withered yellow hair changed almost imperceptibly, his light green eyes moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he still expressed the words in his heart. It was swallowed.

Not necessarily that person.

Although he is skeptical.

But it is not absolutely impossible that such an operation can be done by someone in the world at the same time... Tsk, the three-step method of solving the problem-first guess an answer, secondly make up the expansion process according to the answer, and finally write out all the solutions to the problem content, end of problem solving.

……

The next day, the sky was bright.

A ray of warm sunlight pierced through the drawn curtains and fell straight on Ke Han's back.

Five minutes later, Ke Han felt a burning sensation coming from his back, as if he was being placed on a barbecue grill, ready to become a sizzling meat skewer.

He opened his eyes.

The first time he noticed the dial of the alarm clock far away on the bedside table - the seventh largest division, the tenth middle division.

The minute and second hands switched instantly, and Ke Han came up with the correct answer a little dizzily.

Seven fifty.

Ke Han: "..."

He stared at his blue-green eyes, calmed down for a while before slowly sitting up, leaning against the head of the bed, and took a deep breath.

Fortunately, at least I haven't completely missed class.

Hmm - but - why do you have to go to class?

Ke Han's mind was blurred, and only when he was forced to get up during class would he miss the long and never-ending competitive career.

You can sleep whenever you want, as long as you can withstand the pressure of ranking screening.

He slowly slid back into the soft and warm blanket, and the drowsiness struck again, and Ke Han fell asleep again without paying attention.

He's stayed up too late this week, and it's finally all over at this moment.

Around noon, Ke Han, who had been sun-dried, was awakened by a rhythmic knock on the door.

He rubbed his eyes and let out a long breath.

Well, he's terribly late.

Ke Han got up slowly, walked slowly to the door of the room, and shouted, "Who's knocking?"

The knocking on the door stopped.

"it's me."

Ke Han was stunned for a second, then he remembered that it was Mu Heng who knocked on the door.

He turned around and glanced at the alarm clock next to the bed. Yes, it was indeed already ten o'clock.

Logically speaking, even Mu Heng, who is a "franchise student", should be attending classes at school now, instead of knocking on his door here.

Ke Han thought for a while and replied, "Wait a minute! I'll put on some clothes!"

As he said, he ran to the bathroom, put on his colored contact lenses through the mirror, and then went to open the door for Mu Heng.

open the door.

Mu Heng immediately said to Ke Han: "You are late."

Ke Han let out a "hmm", turned around and continued to tidy up himself, and did not speed up his movements because of Mu Heng's words.

Be steady.

Mu Heng didn't seem to be in a hurry, instead he walked into the living room, pulled a chair and sat down, calmly waiting for Ke Han to pack up and go to school with him.

He even poured himself a glass of boiled water.

After a while, he watched Ke Han come out of the bedroom after changing his school uniform, and couldn't help but tease: "So, did you sleep naked?"

Ke Han was taken aback.

He was about to ask Mu Heng why he came to such a conclusion, but then he remembered that he was wearing pajamas to open the door for Mu Heng.

No wonder.

After packing himself up, Ke Han walked out of the house.

After closing the door, he asked Mu Heng at this moment: "What are you doing here?"

Mu Heng replied with a smile: "You didn't come to school, the class is quite boring, so I escaped to have a look."

Ke Han smiled. If such a thing happened to any other classmate, he would think it was absurd, but to Mu Heng, it seemed to be a very normal thing.

"Then shall I treat you to a brunch?" Ke Han thought for a while and asked casually.

Mu Heng added: "To be precise, it should be basically lunch."

Ke Han's mind was not very sober, and he said "hmm".

He turned around and took Mu Heng to his favorite tea restaurant nearby.

This time is just right, all kinds of morning refreshments have just been put on the shelves in less than an hour, and there are not too many people in the restaurant.

The whole audience was full of old men and women, who occasionally glanced at these two young men who stood out from the crowd, but didn't say much.

He took a bunch of small steamers, put them all on a small table after paying the bill, pushed two or three in front of Mu Heng, and said to him, "Try it? These are the signature refreshments of this restaurant." .”

Mu Heng was not polite to Ke Han either.

While having brunch with Ke Han, he explained: "I came out of the wall and stayed in school. I felt boring, and then I found out that you were not there. I came to you after two classes. "

In the past few days, he has been staring at Ke Han studying every day, and suddenly Ke Han is gone, and he is really not used to it.

Ke Han looked at Mu Heng fixedly, there was no trace of embarrassment on his face, as if he was really acting as he wanted.

"I found out that what Zhang Yida said was right. You are really not ordinary boring, you are absolutely boring."

Mu Heng smiled.

"Genius is always so different from ordinary people."

Ke Han snorted, but didn't answer his words.

He is also a genius, or a genius with the official PAYM certification stamp, and he still lives an ordinary life?

"What are you doing here? I'm not in a hurry to go to school." Ke Han paused, "If my mother receives a call from the teacher, she will ask for leave for me."

Mu Heng looked at Ke Han with a little surprise. He had presupposed many reasons, but he really didn't expect that there would be such a reason for being late.

"You're funny, you're really different from everyone else."

"The others here include me," he said.

Ke Han almost rolled his eyes, but it was impolite, so he held back his movements.

"I'm mainly here to remind you that tomorrow is the qualifier. As the 'hope of the whole class', are you ready?" Mu Heng said lightly.

Ke Han finished eating the shrimp dumplings in his hands, clapped his hands, and said in a particularly rascal way: "It's fate."

Mu Heng narrowed his eyes.

"If you have this kind of thinking, I suggest you give up the game directly."

Ke Han's movements stopped.

He raised his head in disbelief and looked at Mu Heng, completely unable to understand what he meant.

"What did you say?!"

……

Tiange No. [-] Middle School, optional advanced mathematics, the second class in the morning.

The moment the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Cha Lang felt a part of particularly sharp eyes focus on him.

What he expected finally happened.

Zha Lang let out a breath slowly, then packed up his things, and prepared to leave the classroom of optional advanced mathematics.

After the teacher walked out of the classroom, Chu Baiyue, the class monitor of Class [-] and [-], jumped out of the door first, and the next moment she quickly appeared at the back door of the classroom, with a gentle smile on her face that was waiting for someone and not in a hurry.

Charang: "..."

Behind Chu Baiyue was a male student wearing black-rimmed glasses, and he walked unhurriedly to the front door of the classroom, pushed his glasses, his eyes glowed strangely, and there was a subtle smile on the corner of his mouth .

Charang: "..."

These two are students of Longtan Academy where the top students of Tiange No. [-] Middle School gather.

Longtan Academy is just a name, which means to distinguish this group of students from other ordinary students, so as to avoid disturbing the basic teaching order due to the existence of this group of students.

According to research, it is true that some teenagers have different degrees of nervous excitement than ordinary people, which may easily cause troubles for ordinary teachers' teaching order.

The numbers of Class [-] and Class [-] belong exclusively to "Longtan Academy".

"Longtan Academy" is just a teaching area specially designated by the school. Students in normal classes usually come from the teaching building where they are located only after taking courses such as "Advanced Mathematics" and "Advanced Physics".

The Chinese, Mathematics, and English classes of Tiange are fixed classes, while the other courses are free electives.

Cha Lang raised his head carefully, and finally met Chu Baiyue who was standing at the back door of the classroom.

smile.

He swallowed, picked up his textbooks, and prepared to leave the classroom.

Zhu Mingcheng, a professional competition student at the front door, also smiled slightly, showing eight neat teeth.

As soon as the glasses went white, they quickly returned to their normal eyes, black and white, staring straight at Cha Lang.

It was the look of looking at prey.