Chapter 32

But Meng Zhijian said that he got Jiang Fuyue's conditional promise and turned around and went to the headmaster's office.

"Xiao Meng, sit down."

"Thank you."

"What's the matter with coming to me so quickly?"

"Yes!" he said with a solemn expression.

The headmaster couldn't help sitting up straight.

"Here's the thing..."

He gave a general account of the process, especially emphasizing Jiang Fuyue's talent in material competition.

"This is a good thing! The Wujing class has been going downhill these years. Finding a good seedling is tantamount to seeing new hope."

"So I invited Mr. Jiang to join the physical competition class, but..." although Meng Zhijian is only a physics teacher, he also knows the art of speaking.

The headmaster asked, "is there any difficulty?"

"This classmate's family condition is not very good, so I want to apply with you. Can we give some subsidies to our physical competition class every month like the Olympic mathematics class?"

"This..." the headmaster frowned and looked embarrassed. "It's not that I don't agree, but that everyone has seen the results of the physical competition class in recent years. It's not warm or hot, and there's no sound. The appropriation in the district stopped the year before last, and the Olympic mathematics class has it because it was given. If I can, I certainly hope to give consideration to both sides, but the actual situation doesn't allow it."

Meng Zhijian said, "it's really bad."

Headmaster: "

"It not only failed to achieve discipline fairness, but also deprived students of the right to create wealth with knowledge, and hit the enthusiasm of No. 1 middle school students to explore the unknown and work hard in the field of physics in the future."

"This, so serious?" the headmaster was surprised.

Meng Zhijian nodded: "very serious."

"But the Wujing class didn't let people see hope. It's a fact."

"Jiang Fuyue is hope."

"What proof? Just what you just said? How many test papers did you do? How long did it take? Xiao Meng, you are also a senior teacher. I don't need to teach you the truth that grades speak?"

Meng Zhijian fell silent.

The headmaster's tone was a little slow: "... He immediately thought out the writing structure, and Jiang Fuyue began to write.

Forty minutes before the end of the exam, Jiang Fuyue raised her hand.

"Classmate, what can I do for you?"

"Hand in your papers."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the math exam started on time.

Thirty minutes later, Jiang Fuyue applied for submission.

"You..." the invigilator was a little confused, "don't you check it?"

"No."

"I can't get out of the examination room now."

"I know."

Finally, the invigilator teacher hated iron and steel and collected the test paper. He said: when he was used to being the last but one, he now refused to even insist on handing in the test paper until it was normal. Maybe he was really ready to break the pot

Obviously, he knows Jiang Fuyue.

I still remember when I first entered senior one, the girl's grades were not bad. Why did she mix into the countdown in a few months?

He sighed and looked at Jiang Fuyue's test paper. Oh, it's really difficult for her to fill every empty space.

The steps to solve the problem were also well done, especially the last final question, which was densely written.

Gee, scribbling is also a skill.

He never thought that these answers might be right, and he didn't want to prove it. After all... He's just a history teacher.

Another sigh escaped from his lips and looked up at Jiang Fuyue, who was arranged to wait in the rest area. Good guy, I slept soundly

What Jiang Fuyue thinks is that there are still 7 Olympiad math papers left. They should be finished before 9 p.m. without staying up late

The next morning, science comprehensive.

Biology and chemistry are not difficult, and physics is also OK.

However, although there was a selective examination question with only 5 points, it took Jiang Fuyue a quarter of an hour to calculate it.

Fill in the answers, put the test paper aside, and she began to sleep.

After the last English test in the afternoon, the monthly test will be really over.

Back in the classroom, a group of people gathered together to answer.

Liu Bowen was surrounded in the middle, as if the stars were on the moon, on the premise that he ignored his glasses.

Finally, he broke free. The man gathered in front of Jiang Fuyue and smiled: "boss, check the answer?"

Others may not know, but as the front table, he knows Jiang Fuyue's real strength better than anyone else.

"Not interested."

Liu Bowen was injured. He straightened his glasses and touched his chest: "see? There's a drop of blood here."

Jiang Fuyue: "

Wan xiutong: "poof!"

"I only ask one question, really!" Liu Bowen looked like a pug. "How much is the first blank in the physics test? Is it 0.88ms?"

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows.

Liu Bowen thought she didn't remember and reminded him, "just hang a small ball a under the L-long string, and the other end of the rope is fixed at o point on the ceiling... Do you remember?"

“0.8ms。”

"Ah?" Liu Bowen was stunned.

Wan xiutong pushed him: "what are you doing? Jiang Jiang has said the answer."

"No... are you sure you didn't say one less 8?"

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes: "No."

"How? It's 0.88... I calculated it for half an hour. When I went back to check it, I checked it once. It can't be wrong!"

Jiang Fuyue didn't mean to argue with him. With a faint "Oh" sound, there was no more below.

"Why is she like this?

I'm so angry.

Xu Jing came to class and said a few words. Then he announced that school was over. Everyone rushed out and even walked faster than usual.

In addition to breathing a sigh of relief after the exam, I don't have to go to school tomorrow Saturday.

"Sister Yue, will you make an appointment in the game hall tomorrow morning?" Jiang Han ran after her, and the fat meat trembled.

"No."

"Take it easy. After all, the teacher said to combine work and rest with Balabala Bala..."

Jiang Fuyue stopped, turned her head and said, "you're noisy."

"..." shut up immediately.

"Also, don't beat around the bush."

Jiang Han's eyes flashed: "I didn't turn around..."

Jiang Fuyue left.