C position study, God chooses the way

?I have a friend who wants to...]

[The guy upstairs, no. (translated)]

[**!Seeing the big guy working so hard, I suddenly felt that my math was still saved. 】

[Wake up upstairs, you are hopeless, donate your unwanted math books to those in need. 】

[Donate your unnecessary brains to those in need. 】

[That... 15-minute record already shows that it ranks first in the first kill record.Everyone, take a screenshot as a souvenir, although I don't think anyone can break through this bottom line. 】

【real? (translated)]

[The manager of the PAYM center is about to cry. (translated)]

[Oh, is there a contestant from the East Eighth District who is about to debut?I want to see. (translated)]

[East Eighth District will not debut, thank you. 】

[Debut is actually okay... But, we are all serious students, we are mainly here to study... If you dare to make a C debut, the class teacher will let you go to the C funeral, what's the matter? 】

……

When the news that the new dungeon "Logic Jungle" was first killed by the East Eighth District was released, the entire forum caused a huge wave.

Some players have already reacted.

Several emerging league giants with operation teams, their "first-time completion" teams are still in the dungeon, and they haven't come out to see the results yet.

Being able to release the "first completion" according to the time zone country means that the members of the "first completion" team are all pure teenagers in the country in the time zone, and there is no intervention by players who are over-age or with school status in other time zone countries.

Max, the logistics assistant of the PAYM operation center, looked at the World Forum. His large gold-rimmed glasses reflected the dim light, and his green eyes were covered by the falling yellow curly hair.

He looked at the first completed record of "Logic Jungle".

My heart "thumped" again.

To be honest, he really doubted it was him now.

Max hesitated for two seconds, then pulled out his mobile phone and called a number without notes.

Transoceanic calls, no answer.

"hiss--"

He hung up the phone, feeling extremely complicated.

Max doesn't despise the behavior of PAYM consumer disease retired player Graham, but he also knows better than anyone that PAYM is doing this to maximize its own interests.

PAYM's investment in Graham's training is at the quasi-captain level. As a result, this quasi-captain level player not only rejected all their profit-making activities, but also directly retired due to illness. There is no way to take it back.

This is contrary to the basic operating principles of the operation center.

If it wasn't for the fact that Graham was the child of a consultant professor who had some cooperation with PAYM, and his physical condition fell below the minimum standard allowed to participate in the competition, it is estimated that the operation officer in the center might still want to force him to stay, at least Let's talk about it after participating in the International Mathematics League.

The contract that Graham signed before joining the team stated that if he participated in the international league, he must obey the arrangement and accept the profitable activities given to him by the operation center.

Otherwise, the center will be able to charge him huge liquidated damages.

Max sighed.

After all, no one expected that Graham, who had acted like a divine genius at the beginning, would completely collapse after a serious defeat.

However, in fact, Max has always been able to feel that the other party's heart is too tight.

But he didn't say a word.

Even if he accidentally saw those teenagers who were picked up by the operation center to push Gram away, he would silently turn his face away, or turn his eyes away, pretending that he didn't see it.

In this center, such behavior is actually possible among players of any class.

Multi-race, multi-region, multi-level differences... As long as there is even the slightest difference, there is a little catalyst in the team and individual personality, and exclusion will easily occur.

What's more, Graham has all three, mixed blood, too strong, and cold personality.

He is not excluded and who is excluded?

Rather than pursuing those useless pasts, Max believes that the current East Eighth District team that won the "first completion" is related to Graham.Because judging from the intelligence information currently held by the center, it is impossible for the reserve players in the East Eighth District to score [-] points by themselves.

Even if it really wasn't Graham, it couldn't be a real contest rookie.

You know, according to the information they collected, the normal first-time completion record of "Peak Race" is generally around 10 minutes, and there is only a very small probability that it will break through the [-] mark.

For example, the team of amateur math competition enthusiasts attached to their operation center cannot do it, and so on, there is no doubt that the country in the East Eighth District, which is basically a mess, will definitely not be able to do it.

A brand new era of digital competition... Max sighed.

"Race to the Peak" is indeed a global endeavor.

The group of "Peak Race" players from the same country as the East Eighth District must have something to do with Graham.

Even though the account "Leibniz doesn't understand functions" didn't even appear in the opposite team, Max had the unreasonable feeling that behind a certain account, there was Graham who had regained his strength.

Do you want to report it?

I heard that Graham has returned to the country in the East Eighth District with his mother, and I don't know if there will be a chance to return to the game in the future.

Graham is so strong, he can even crush the professional players in the team, and he can easily win a few games like the game.

No one wanted Graham back.

Even Max, who has a certain friendship with Graham, doesn't want Graham to return to the game.

Because once that person returns, the ownership of the champion will inevitably become a mystery.

If they lose the game in PAYM and lose the championship, the salaries of the staff in the operation center will definitely be lowered, and there will even be a crisis of layoffs.

It is a matter of vital interests, and no one can let go easily.

Max could even foresee the expressions on the faces of the players meeting Graham again—oh!Mine is cooking!Why is he here? !

In such a scene, Max felt that the operation center might not be able to control it.

"Unintelligible trigonometry, Leibniz doesn't understand functions... well, pray."

……

Yanhuayuan Mathematics Research Center.

The world forum of "Peak Competition" was full of excitement and excitement, but the official training and research center responsible for forming the national team was unusually calm.

The competition between the East Eighth District and the Zero Time Zone is basically in a stocking state, which can be seen all over the world.

But today, the largest national team in the East Eighth District finally noticed its own problems—their global national ranking dropped to fifth and sixth?

what happened?

"Teacher Cui, do you have a look at this?"

As the captain of the national team that will be elected next year, Ye Ci dare not point at Teacher Cui's nose and scold his mother, but he still has to bite the bullet and talk about the problems and mistakes that should be said.

This is not a question of his personal honor, but a question of the honor of the entire team and even the country.

Ye Ci is a senior student in Tiange No. [-] Middle School. Because he was selected for the national team, his senior year courses were basically stopped, and he left Jiangnan to go to the capital for more in-depth training and study.

He was a little happy when he logged in and saw the elementary school girl from Tiange No. [-] Middle School leading the team to take the first kill of the new dungeon.However, just as he was about to lament that there are successors, he saw the heart-stopping ranking.

Fifth or sixth may be great for some small countries with relatively narrow territories.

But for the largest country in the East Eighth District, this is simply an unspeakable major mistake.

Is there a problem with education?Or is there something wrong with society?

Ye Ci decided to show this data to his coach and let him make a judgment.

After all, even if Ye Ci is the captain of the national team, he can't do anything about such a thing.

All he can do is train, train, train, and then play and lead the team to victory.

If you win, that's the perfect ending.

Lost, a lifetime of regret.

There may be many times in the college entrance examination in a lifetime, but the chance to participate in the math league is only once or twice.

……

At 06:30, the recording and broadcasting work officially started.

All the contestants handed over their various electronic devices to the staff in an orderly manner, and at the same time received their number plates from the staff.

The surrounding atmosphere is slightly solemn.

Ke Han looked at the cell phone that had been turned off last second, and the call record was still in his eyes.

No one connected to Mu Heng's cell phone.

What the hell did he do?

Ke Han shook his head, took the number plate from the staff, his expression remained unchanged.

Although Mu Heng couldn't be contacted, Ke Han had already told the squad leader and Wen Qingqing about the matter, and if they found something was wrong, they could call Yaoyao directly.

Accompanied by the reminder of the sound of music, forty teenagers in the background gradually stepped onto the stage.

The auditorium under the stage was full, without a single gap.

However, Mu Heng was still absent from the seat originally arranged. A young man in a suit and leather shoes was sitting there, with a notebook on his lap, and a pen of primary metal color reflected in his breast pocket. Occasional stage lights shining above.

His eyes are always on the stage, but he seems to be indifferent to the performance of the contestants on the stage.

There was a pair of male and female hosts on the stage, wearing bright stage costumes, smiling as they watched all the contestants enter the arena.

There will probably be an ad here.

Ke Han thought about it, and suddenly froze for a moment.

Because he saw Yan Zhao at the end of the line, Yan Zhao who hadn't appeared since leaving the dressing room not long ago!

He appeared here as a contestant?

It wasn't until everyone stood still on the semi-circular seats on both sides that Ke Han discovered that Yan Zhao's position was arranged closest to the host stage—closer than Chu Baiyue.

You must know that Tiange No. 1 Middle School is the absolute No. [-] school in the entire Jiangnan region. Generally, no matter what the competition is, their students are always ranked higher than others.

This is the norm.

Ke Han controlled his expression well.

After about a while, the host had already finished the process of entering the arena, and walked to the contestants' seats on both sides.

Including Yan Zhao, there are a total of 43 contestants?

No.

Yan Zhao is not a contestant.

I saw the male host walked up to Yan Zhao's side and gave a brief introduction - "The winner of the first prize in the National Star Idea Composition Contest. His writing style is sharp and rational. He has been writing in various old magazine columns for many years. Publish works".

And, "Specially invited classmates for this game".

Hearing this, Ke Han narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

The interaction between Yan Zhao and the host is very interesting.

The audience in the audience was amused by the shaking of the burden one after another, so that the atmosphere in the venue heated up.

Seeing that his basic goal was achieved, the host withdrew the initiative from Yan Zhao with satisfaction, and asked him casually: "Since you have come to this arena today, what do you want to say to our 42 contestants?" Did you say that?"

Yan Zhao confirmed with a smile: "Yes."

The host followed his words: "What do you want to say? Come on, let all the contestants and our audience friends listen to it?"

As the host spoke, he handed over the microphone, and the position was just in front of Yan Zhao's chin, a very professional standard handing over the microphone.

Yan Zhao took a deep breath: "I know you are all familiar with this sentence."

"First of all, I would like to thank TV for thanking the organization and thanking everyone for not throwing me out...Secondly, although I know that I should bless every player present, I am still a young man after all. The blessings of that friend of mine are still a little bit more than other classmates."

He also drew a bit.

The male host smiled and played with Yan Zhao: "What? Do you have friends with such a vicious tongue?"

Ke Han quickly looked in the direction of the camera.

Sure enough, the auxiliary camera had already turned to him.

"Brother, my friend is right there." Yan Zhao curled his lips and pointed at Ke Han.

All of Ke Han's expressions and movements were switched to a calm state before the camera completely came over.

He looked at Yan Zhao who was pointing at him with an indifferent expression.

This is not like the attitude that a true friend should have, but it will not be caught by others.

The host shouted from the air.

"Oh, so our classmate Yan Zhao's friend is classmate Ke Han?"

"Hi! Classmate Ke, do you have anything to say after listening to Classmate Yan Zhao?"

Ke Han had nothing to say.

But he still smiled and said: "I will work hard."

Gentle, friendly, warm.

You can't go wrong with the most classic of stage personalities.

The host raised his eyebrows: "What else?"

Ke Han replied calmly to Mai on the competition stage: "No more."

Plus a little bit of character.

In fact, in this situation, Ke Han received a lot of training in PAYM.

He was trained directly as the captain of the championship team.

If it wasn't for some reason that he turned down various advertisements and other invitations, it is estimated that he should basically be a teenage Internet celebrity idol now.

Still the kind of weird idol who is obsessed with brushing questions.

……

The first round of comprehensive basic knowledge competition begins.The ranking will change according to the score, and the audience outside the venue will join in the knowledge answer together, and a lucky audience who is all right will be randomly selected to send a large bonus from the advertising contractor.

For this kind of content, Ke Han is not afraid at all.

Not only is he not afraid, he also has the strength to observe the audience in the audience while answering the questions and choosing the correct answer.

The man sitting in Mu Heng's place seemed to be recording something in the notebook with them.

At the end of the round, Ke Han's ranking went straight from the top [-] to the top five, with Xiong Ying from Xicheng Zhonggao behind him.

From those basic topic settings, Ke Han felt a subtle malice.

It's not just a simple difficulty, but the difficulty of those questions basically stepped on Ke Han's more or less blind thinking.

It was even more obvious in the second round.

The second round was dominated by the audience, and everyone rushed to answer the question, and Yan Zhao's complaints about Ke Han's interactions with the host from time to time were a bit serious.

Answer the question, answer correctly and get extra points, and the audience outside the venue will decide which additional "punishment" to choose if you make a wrong answer.

There are ten items of "punishment", including singing, dancing, truth or stage adventures.

What's more, mathematics-related topics accounted for 70.00% of them.

Ke Han sighed secretly in his heart.

His stress response was no longer so severe, and Yan Zhao's secret operations might have lost all effect.

More than ten years of mathematics problem sea walk.

This has no effect other than making Ke Han's competition experience more boring and nauseating.

Along the way, Chu Baiyue, who witnessed the whole process in the arena, felt Yan Zhao's targeting of Ke Han. She didn't have any other impressions of Ke Han because of this incident, but felt a little strange.

Why are people hostile even to people like Ke Han who have difficulty in dialogue?

If it was her, she wouldn't want to go against Ke Han at all.

No need.

The third round of teamwork.

Out of strategic considerations, Chu Baiyue immediately chose Ke Han as a teammate.

Because of this behavior, she was also complained by Yan Zhao: Humans are really attractive because of their looks.

Chu Baiyue immediately returned him a sentence: "This is the legendary appearance aggregation theorem."

Zhu Mingcheng very tacitly made up a resentful expression for Chu Baiyue, as if the group of people were rejecting him together, because his good looks dragged down the entire group.

The negative effect of Yan Zhao's words was immediately eliminated, and the audience in the venue also let out scattered laughter.

His eyes were not kind, but he still gritted his teeth and maintained a decent and generous expression.

Everyone who often participates in various competitions and has seen big scenes cannot be unaware of his secret operations.

It's just that Yan Zhao didn't expect that these people would help Ke Han, a competitor who had never met before?

But after officially entering the third round, he figured it out.

Those people may not be helping Ke Han, but Mu Heng behind him.

Mu Heng was transferred to Anhe No. [-] Middle School from the junior high school of Tiange No. [-] Middle School. Based on his previous level, it is very likely that he has something to do with Chu Baiyue.

Sure enough, it's good to have a relationship.

Yan Zhao sneered disdainfully in his heart, and stopped secretly ostracizing Ke Han.

This is just the beginning...

Even so, the process of the third round was indeed not friendly to a typical autistic player like Ke Han.

You draw and I guess. After guessing the group questions, each group exchanges their own questions with each other. The three members in the group complete the answers in the form of one person and one paragraph.

Among them, there is a group of the most wonderful ones. You drew and I guessed a composition question on the spot.

When the host saw this topic, he almost laughed outright.

Eight hundred characters, self-determined, clear style, except poetry.

It was Ke Han and the others who got this topic.

Several science-focused contestants looked at each other, wide-eyed and small-eyed, and they almost said, "What's wrong with this?".

In the end, the host came out to solve the dilemma, and let their inferences of more than 500 characters on the spot be used as the answer, which was handed over to the professional referees outside the venue to judge.

The referee teacher is a famous teacher from a famous school in Jiangbei, who is authoritative enough, and because the distance is far enough geographically, the risk of some artificial tendencies is reduced.

The beginning was started by Chu Baiyue, and the end was accepted by Zhu Ming, with Ke Han's various divergences mixed in the middle.

This sad combination of big brothers scored only [-] points in the final round.

The teacher's comment is: the composition is seriously off topic and the number of words is not enough, but the writing is good and the logical inference is not bad. One point less encourages everyone to continue to work hard.

Chu Baiyue: "..."

I don't want to keep trying.

Writing more than 10 words in 500 minutes is considered fast.

Let alone writing.

This caused the overall score of the three members of the group to be severely lowered, falling directly from the front row to the middle row.

Even if Yan Zhao didn't deliberately complain about their composition in strange places, the composition itself reflected an indescribable feeling of bad feeling that the Chinese teacher died on the spot.

All kinds of comparisons and quotations interspersed, lyrical and argumentative at the same time, almost turning a composition into a sieve.

However, they are not the worst group.

The worst group got the questions from Ke Han and the others.

[Known: A plus B equals C.Prove: A plus B does not equal C. 】

The group read the questions on the spot and closed their eyes without even writing the solution, so they got zero points.

Is it a human being who asks this kind of question? !

Knock you? !

……

The recording is successfully completed.

Before leaving the stage, Yan Zhao meaningfully glanced at Ke Han's face, and quietly followed the host and left the stage in an orderly manner.

After Chu Baiyue left the stage, she immediately caught up with Ke Han, her face twitched with a smile, and she said to him, "I didn't expect you to have such evil intentions."

Ke Han shook his head: "I just gave you suggestions according to Mu Heng's thinking, and it is you who make the final decision."

Zhu Mingcheng also looked at Ke Han through his glasses with a smile on his face: "In the future, if you have the opportunity to come to Tiange to play, you must come to No. [-] Middle School to find us. Mu Heng doesn't want to come. You can just come. I think compared to Anhe No. [-] Middle School , our Tiange No. [-] Middle School is your destination."

"Tiange No. [-] Middle School needs talents like you."

Ke Han smiled, but didn't answer.

He retrieved his mobile phone from the staff, and saw a large number of short messages as soon as he turned it on.

Several of them came from unknown numbers.

In addition, there are his class teacher, class monitor... and even Mu Heng's text message.

Mu Heng?

Beep—the phone is connected.

"Hello? Teacher, may I ask what happened? Why did you call me so many times?" Ke Han walked out of the building and was looking around to find the agreed-upon classmates.

"Ke Han?"

Teacher Xie's voice sounded a little hesitant.

He was silent for two seconds, trying to make his voice sound milder, and explained: "You come back first, something happened. How is today's game? The program on TV has just started broadcasting not long ago."

Ke Han frowned slightly.

His intuition told him that something must be wrong.

"Teacher? Did something happen? Did something happen to Mu Heng?"

Teacher Xie was stunned for a moment, and smiled a little reluctantly: "Why did you think of Mu Heng? But he should have gone to Tiange City with you, right? You just come back with him. When you arrive at Anhe Station, Teacher Come to pick you up, how about treating you to a celebration dinner?"

The rambling words sounded like everything was normal.

But really?

Mu Heng and the squad leader appeared at the door of the building. They didn't register with the security guard to enter the door, but just waited outside.

The squad leader Fang Fang had a very obvious sympathy on his face.

Ke Han put down his phone and walked over, and asked, "What happened? Why did you call me so many times?"

He was looking at Mu Heng.

Mu Heng's thin lips were slightly pursed, but he didn't say a word.

Not right.

Ke Han: "Tell me, I can accept it."

Mu Heng looked into Ke Han's eyes, his eyes were deep, but unfortunately he still couldn't see the bottom of the other party at a glance.

"On the way."

As Mu Heng said, he came over and hooked Ke Han's shoulder, leading him outside.

The squad leader breathed a sigh of relief beside him almost imperceptibly.

It's always good to have someone willing to take the pressure off him.

"Wen Qingqing and the others have already taken the first bus back home. We are now heading to the high-speed rail station, and we will be home in less than three hours..."

Although Mu Heng said "talk on the road", until the three of them got on the train and sat down in their seats, he didn't reveal a word to Ke Han.

His profile looks cold, if not for the warm palm holding Ke Han, he might be more like a puppet.

The three of them sat in a row, but the squad leader very consciously gave up the two connected seats to Ke Han and Mu Heng, and sat on the opposite side of the aisle for three seats.

The train started to move, and the scenery outside the window gradually accelerated.

The squad leader took a deep breath, as if he wanted to talk to Ke Han.

But at this time, Mu Heng suddenly stopped the flight attendant who was passing by, and said calmly: "Please help me bring me a box lunch, thank you."

The squad leader hesitated for a second when he heard Mu Heng's words, and added: "Please bring two copies for me, thank you."

After saying this, the squad leader explained to the two with a lively expression: "I have never eaten a box lunch on the high-speed rail when I grow up. I don't know if it is good or not. Let's try it today."

Ke Han thought for a while: "It's not delicious, it's expensive."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Heng beside him stretched out his hand and hooked him over, clutching a lock of hair at the back of his head and said word by word: "Be obedient, we can talk about anything after eating."

There is only chicken leg box lunch left on this train.

Mu Heng didn't pick anything, he even paid for the two lunch boxes requested by the monitor while the train attendant was scanning the QR code.

The squad leader embarrassedly said: "What are you doing? I'm not—"

Mu Heng said directly: "Squad leader, tell the truth, we have been classmates for such a long time, and I can make such a fuss, is it hard for you?"

Squad Leader: "..."

Yes, sometimes when I think about it, I can’t wait to chop you into pieces and pour cement into the bottom of the sea.

But how do you say that?

We are all classmates, and occasionally when we can't help it, it's enough to feel sad and angry, why bother to make things difficult for each other?

If it is said, it will be more than a year without looking up, how can I be a person?

Mu Heng rubbed his forehead.

He said to the squad leader, "I'm sorry."

The squad leader was stunned: "Huh?"

Mu Heng closed his eyes and continued: "I will try not to cause trouble for you in the future."

On the surface, the class leader was at a loss and smiled innocently, but actually said in his heart: You can take part in normal class activities and don't disturb the order of the class.

Mu Heng looked at him, and finally got back to his main topic: "So, I, who have caused so much trouble for you, monitor, should treat you to a meal."

The squad leader was barely relieved.

Following Mu Heng's topic, he pretended to complain: "If you want to invite me to the store, what's the matter with eating box lunch on the high-speed rail?"

Mu Heng smiled lightly.

It wasn't until this time that the stiffness in the air finally dissipated a bit.

Three hours later, the train pulled into Anhe Station.

This is a small site with not much traffic.

The three of them got out of the car together, and after exiting the ticket gate, they went straight to Teacher Xie's car in the parking lot outside.

Teacher Xie seemed to have been waiting outside for a while, and the radio was on in the car, which happened to be playing the competition program that Ke Han participated in.

When he saw his three students coming out of it, he immediately waved and signaled them to come over.

Several people got into the car.

Because the environment was a bit dim, Ke Han could barely see Mr. Xie's frowning brows through the rearview mirror.

Is it serious?

But because no one spoke, Ke Han didn't speak either.

Only the sound of the radio can be heard in the whole car.

Mu Heng listened and felt something was wrong. The squad leader was sitting in the front co-pilot, and he and Ke Han were the only ones in the back row.

He turned his face away and looked at Ke Han, and asked in a low voice, "Who's gone too?"

Ke Han didn't think of Yan Zhao directly.

He responded for a moment, then nodded silently.

Mu Heng didn't say much, just said: "I see."

The tone is cool.

The broadcast center converted the game into a form of narration and actual recording, which has been played in the middle of the third round.

It was almost time for the contestants to reveal the core components of the guessed questions.

【"Now, let's listen to the thoughts of the members of the first group—"】

A slightly deep female voice.

【"What's the problem?"】

A male voice with a subtle tone.

【"What other question do you want to come up with? We guessed the two addition and equal to not equal signs, so we can't really come up with elementary school students. No, bah, it should be a kindergarten calculation question?"】

【"Look at the group of friends next to us, sneaking glances at us from time to time, I'm afraid they are full of bad water..."】

Ke Han then heard his own voice.

【"I have an idea."】

His idea is to combine the plus sign with the content of equal to not equal to form a fake proof question.

Although the topic limits the requirements of the syllabus, they did not say that the limited topic cannot be similar to the real thing.

In other words, there must be a reasonable explanation.

Ke Han gave Chu Baiyue and the others a very tricky idea.

To put it simply, it is roughly: to come up with a question that looks like a math question on the surface, but is actually a question about thinking and humanities.

Chu Baiyue refuted his idea.

She argues that the risks involved in exploiting such loopholes are greater than the rewards they might reap.

However, Zhu Mingcheng agreed with Ke Han's idea.

Like Ke Han, he felt that none of the students present would have thought of such a tricky way of writing the question.

Facts have proved: Sure enough.

The group that got the problem from the first group closed itself on the spot. Until the end of the competition, they still looked hopeless and didn't relax at all.

Publish the answers and conduct off-site expert score evaluation.

When everyone saw the first group of questions, the expressions on their faces were very colorful.

Including Yan Zhao.

His mic was almost shocked.

Is Kehan's Stress Response to Mathematics Bogus?

This person has been pretending since that early? !

Although Yan Zhao's reaction was stiff for a second, the recording process of the game continued.

The scene at that time was a bit delicate. Ke Han looked at the group that got their topic, and their members stared at the three of them, and they might report Ke Han that their topic was out of line at any time.

If it is a math problem, this kind of proof is indeed beyond the outline, and even the problem is wrong.

But when Ke Han and the others set the question, they set the reference answer on social thinking and successfully avoided the risk of being reported.

When I saw a commenting teacher with "Social Thinking and Cultivation Excellent Class" in the title appearing on the connection screen behind the stage, not only the contestants in the arena, but even the audience in the arena were stunned.

What do you mean?

In the end, when the commenting teacher asked about the idea of ​​the question, it was Chu Baiyue who went up to answer it.

Although she does not agree with the approach of the two teammates, this does not prevent her from using her ability to infinitely improve and sublimate the thinking of the question.

Anyway, he has been the squad leader for so many years.

In this ignorant atmosphere and Chu Baiyue's forced overall sublimation, the effect of the show was maximized, even the professional audience below were more or less moved.

Who didn't have a student days?

The love and killing between the question maker and the teachers and students is the eternal theme of youth.

There is a kind of youth called: single, brush questions, two points and one line.

Tears were shining in Chu Baiyue's eyes, Zhu Mingcheng watched from the side, and whispered to Ke Han with emotion: Ma Qinuo's line of defense will never be defeated, but it is a pity that he paid by mistake after all...

Ke Han smiled.

Mu Heng glanced at him from the side, and couldn't help asking: "Do you feel very happy to participate in this competition?"

Ke Han turned his face away, wondering why he asked such a question.

Mu Heng looked at the smile on his face, and said calmly, "I hope you can remember this feeling."

"Every life, every autumn, many times you are afraid of something, and that thing will really come back to persecute you just like what you fear. And if you learn to face it seriously and live a positive life, in fact, the world in this world There's nothing to fear."

"I have always believed in one thing, there are always more solutions than difficulties."

Teacher Xie, who was driving in front, frowned suddenly because of Mu Heng's words, and the nasolabial folds at the corners of his mouth slightly raised and deepened.

Time is not forgiving, but his eyes still have the ideal of entering the education vanity fair.

He glanced at the rearview mirror, saw Mu Heng and Ke Han who were very close to each other, and interjected directly: "So, Mu Heng, this is why you don't do the previous questions in the monthly exam, and then you don't do the last one. Is there a reason to turn the question over and over again and solve it four times with three ways of thinking?"

Mu Heng was silent for five seconds.

"No, teacher, you misunderstood. I just couldn't leave early because I was trapped in the examination room by Teacher Qiu, otherwise I wouldn't even do the last question."

Teacher Xie: "..."

He thumped the steering wheel and let out a dull, angry sound representing mathematics.

The squad leader looked at Boss Xie in the co-pilot's seat as steady as an old dog, while a young boy stood upright, ready to save the scene at any time.

Teacher Xie took a deep breath: "You better pray that you don't meet my invigilator."

Mu Heng: "Teacher, according to our school's invigilation arrangement, the teacher of a certain course cannot invigilate the course. This means that from the system, the possibility of you proctoring my mathematics is directly eliminated. "

Teacher Xie was stunned for a moment, before returning his attention: "You..."

Mu Heng continued: "In addition, teacher, I think you should set an example in front of the students. When driving, you should concentrate on driving instead of chatting with passengers in the same car. According to the data, the vast majority of non- Accidents of natural causes, they are caused by inattention of the driver."

Teacher Xie: "..."

Knock you? !

Do you hear me?Knock you!

Am I a teacher or are you a teacher? !

He let out a breath slowly, letting his mind gradually calm down.

"Mu Heng."

Mu Heng: "What