Orange storm

Time in student days is a very metaphysical thing. It seems difficult to go to and from class day after day on weekdays, but once it is linked to exams, time will pass quickly.

At noon on Thursday, the examination room and seat number of the monthly examination had been neatly pasted all over the information column on the third floor of the senior high school.A group of red and white school uniforms crowded in front, chirping and tiptoeing to check their examination room and seat number.

The last class on Thursday is the only physical education class in a week—Fang Jie is surprised that Shaojiang No. [-] Middle School can still guarantee a physical education class a week.Although I usually go to the playground for a couple of laps, and then let the sports committee go to the equipment room to play a few basketball volleyballs. Those who want to exercise continue to play on the court, and those who don’t want to exercise go back to the classroom, and some just take advantage of other classes. , go to the cafeteria to eat first.

Because there were too many people in the examination room when it was first posted, Fang Jie didn't go down to see it.After the teacher announced free activities, he played ball with Xu Hang and the others for a while, and took a look at it in the last few minutes while there were few people around.

The exam room and serial number are arranged according to the ranking of the exam at the beginning of the semester. He transferred from a later school and never participated, so he was directly ranked at the end of the last exam room.

No.20 four examination rooms, examination number 717.

Fang Jiefei read it quickly and memorized it.

In the evening, it is mathematics evening self-study. The teacher who teaches mathematics is estimated to be in his 50s and is about to retire, but he is still full of energy. He may also be very nervous by the next day's exam. drank.A small group of people represented by Fang Jie can still adapt, most people can't keep up with the progress, and a group of students represented by Xu Hang have been in pain for an hour and a half.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the math teacher was still reluctant to leave, and raced against time to assign a big problem.

"The No.11 set of the white paper, the last additional question, there are three questions in total, the first two questions are quite simple, the last question is a bit difficult, everyone try it."

The thick baritone overshadowed the sharp ringing of the get out of class bell, "If you can do all of this, then basically there is nothing to worry about. By the way, let's assign the homework for the weekend, two special papers, and the class representative will come with me." The office will pick it up, and the rest of the class will be dismissed."

When the old man left the office, long sighs of relief sounded from everywhere, among which Xu Hang's voice was the loudest.

"Damn—my bladder is going to explode!"

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom.

Not many people can stand listening to mathematics for an hour and a half non-stop for 1 minute.There was a sound of people pulling tables and chairs, and Fang Jie heard Jiang Xinxin in front of her whispering to her deskmate, "Let's go blow some air, my head hurts."

In a few minutes, the classroom was mostly empty, with only four or five people chatting or playing with their mobile phones in their seats.Fang Jie didn't feel particularly tired, so he opened the white paper and glanced at the additional question that had just been assigned.

For a sequence problem, the first and second questions are really not difficult, and the answer can be obtained by introducing conditions and applying a few formulas, and continuously simplifying.The last question is to demonstrate the existence of the set value "β" and find the range.

At first glance, it seems quite routine. Fang Jie wrote a few steps in the draft, only to find that it is a bit complicated.

He stared at the question for a long while, and he didn't move much. His frowning looked like he was emptying his eyes. Only his right hand didn't stop, writing quickly on the draft pad.

Fang Jie usually doesn’t stop writing when he encounters a question he doesn’t know. Unless he is really stuck and can’t write a word, he will sort out all the conditions he can find and inspire inspiration in the process.

This method worked for him, and after about 5 minutes, he had almost sorted out his thoughts and began to argue in the draft.When the answer was almost written, Xu Hang also came back.

"Why do I only have so few people left—Which exam room are you at the same table?"

Xu Tiansheng's loud voice could almost be heard in the whole building. Fang Jie answered while writing: "The last one, 24, 717."

"Then I'm better than you." Xu Hang was instantly confident, and his voice doubled again. "I'm 21. It's a risk. I almost entered the last [-] teams."

After Fang Jie finished writing the last stroke, it sounded a little funny, and Xu Hang started chattering again: "But I think I'm going to die this time, really, I have a hunch, I'll go back tonight and tell my parents in advance, Get them ready in advance."

The classmate chatting in front laughed, and turned around and said, "You take the exam, what else do your parents have to prepare?"

"Prepare to have a good attitude." Fang Jie's face was heavy. "If this one is too difficult, prepare a feather duster. Last time, I stole it in a fit of anger and threw it in the trash can halfway..."

"boom!!!"

A loud noise interrupted Xu Hang's words and the laughter of the classroom.

The sound was so sudden that it directly overwhelmed all other sounds. Some girls were startled and screamed, and the whole classroom immediately fell into silence.

Fang Jie just finished writing the last word, and was a little annoyed by the sound, and followed everyone to look towards the sound.

It was Tan Zhuo who smashed the book.

He looked at Xu Hang, his chest heaved violently, his face was a little ugly, and his tone was very bad.

"Can you keep your voice down? I have to do my homework."

Xu Hang was still playing tricks at first, but when he heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, and blurted out, "Sorry, I didn't pay attention—"

Then he came back to his senses: "No... Isn't this the end of get out of class time, brother?"

He still has a joking tone now, Tan Zhuo sneered: "If you don't learn, someone will learn."

This was a bit ugly, Xu Hang kicked the stool to stand up, and walked towards Tan Zhuo: "What the hell are you talking about?"

Fang Jie also stood there, and when he was about to rush to Tan Zhuo's side, he grabbed someone and stopped him.

"What did you mean just now? I have to hang around you after class, right?"

"Okay." Fang Jie stopped in front of Xu Hang, then turned to stare at Tan Zhuo.

"Can you speak well?"

"How can I speak well," Tan Zhuo gave him a mocking look. "Didn't you see that I was writing a question? I was so noisy that I couldn't do it at all-it's his business if he doesn't do his homework. Can you not delay others."

Has this person really never been beaten?

Fang Jie was stunned by his theory of "the whole world must be considered for me" for a while, and he didn't know what to say.He could only stop Xu Hang who was about to rush up again, and looked down at Tan Zhuo's desk.

There is a white paper roll on it, and the page that is spread out is the additional questions of the No.11 set, and the last question is half written.

Fang Jie looked at it for a few seconds, then said, "I can't write it out because you made a mistake."

Tan Zhuo's gaze, which was originally on his body, suddenly turned and stared at Fang Jie.Fang Jie looked at him, and drew out a hand to click on the answer of the other party.

"Under the condition of 0<x<1, in order to satisfy the existence of β, the equation must have a positive root, otherwise, not to mention different sequences, you will not even be able to find a unique solution."

"Your initial assumption was wrong."

After saying this, there was a brief silence in the classroom.

No one spoke, and even Xu Hang, whose voice was comparable to a suona just now, fell silent for an instant. Tan Zhuo looked down at his test paper for about a minute, and then slowly raised his head to look at Fang Jie.

Then Fang Jie noticed that the other party's face was even uglier.

If Tan Zhuo's expression was still angry and sarcastic just now, he was not only angry because he couldn't solve the problem, but also looked down on such people with bottom grades.At this moment, his expression was a little more embarrassing on the basis of this, his whole face was flushed down to the neck, his complexion was extremely ugly, his breathing was short and urgent, as if he would be out of breath at any time.

Fang Jie even felt that the other party's hatred for him instantly surpassed Xu Hang's, and he couldn't help but recall what he said just now.

No emotions, no swearing, and even a very sincere tone in order to make his words convincing.

... outrageous.

Seeing this, Xu Hang became even more angry, staring at Tan Zhuo and yelling, "I'm at the same table teaching you to do your homework, what expression do you have?"

Fang Jie sighed silently in his heart, just at this time the class bell rang, and more and more people returned to the classroom, he took advantage of the opportunity to give Xu Hang a push.

"Go to self-study first."

Xu Hang glared at Tan Zhuo and cursed "fuck", then turned around and went back to his homework reluctantly, Fang Jie walked a little slower, and clearly heard the sound of tearing things behind him.

Tan Zhuo tore up the test paper.

... This mentality is still in the college entrance examination, and the monthly exam is probably enough.

In contrast, Xu Hang's mentality was a little too good. Before the evening self-study, he still looked unhappy. He didn't speak during the whole self-study, and he was active again when he went to the evening self-study.

Because the exam room for the second day has to be arranged in advance, this evening self-study will end half an hour earlier.When it was time, the whole class started to move—the books in the transparent storage boxes under the seats were moved to the back of the classroom one by one, and the extra desks, chairs and benches were dragged out of the classroom.The sound of pulling tables and chairs echoed throughout the teaching building.

Xu Hang shuttled around the class like a butterfly, sometimes helping someone to move the table, sometimes helping someone to get the book, even Fang Jie asked, "My deskmate, do you want to help?"

"No need." Fang Jie looked at him, "I thought you'd be so angry that you'd have to take the exam tomorrow."

"That's not enough." Xu Hang waved his hand. "Although I still want to smoke him now."

He sighed: "It's true that I'm not good at studying, but I also have self-esteem, okay? I hope we can get out of the last two hundred of the grade together—you look like a schoolmaster, and you are very hopeful."

"Okay." Fang Jie smiled, and said again: "Let's go back to math and practice a few number sequences. In physics, read the unit test I talked about the day before yesterday. The probability of passing the test is a bit high."

"...Ah, oh." Xu Hang replied in a daze.

After everything was done and left the school, it was 10 minutes before ten o'clock, and there was no Jiang Zhijin at the door, Fang Jie remembered that he forgot to tell Jiang Zhijin that school might end early tonight.

The school gate was brightly lit and traffic was coming and going. Fang Jie stood at the gate and thought for a while, then took out his phone and sent Jiang Zhijin a message.

"Are you in Yunqi?"

After a while, Jiang Zhijin replied.

"Ah."

"Student Fang Jie, are you playing with your phone in class?"

Fang Jie replied: "School is over early."

"Then I'll pick you up now."

"No need." It is probably the busiest time in the bar, Fang Jie thought for a while, and then continued to type.

"I'll come to Yunqi to find you."

Two minutes later, Jiang Zhijin's news came in.

"Okay, come on."