Chapter 51

"Only half a month left." Meng Zhijian's tone was heavy.

"This year's time is too forward, which is very unfavorable to us..." Yu Wenzhou rarely has such a serious look on his face.

Before, Wujing class had been in a free range state. Both of them were ready to play soy sauce again in this year's National League. Who ever wanted to suddenly kill a dark horse like Jiang Fuyue to rekindle their fighting spirit.

These days, they did spare no effort. Seeing that they were getting better, they suddenly told them that it was too late?

If it weren't for scruples and being a teacher at school, I really want to scold my mother on the spot.

Yu Wenzhou: "in previous years, the preliminaries were not all in mid August? What is the situation this year?"

Meng Zhijian pondered for a moment: "if I guessed right, it should be to leave time for the national team training. After all, last year... The record was not good."

More than "not good-looking"?

Last year's iPho Huaxia didn't get a gold medal.

Yu Wenzhou tutted: "it seems that the top is trying to revive the momentum." the competition among the contestants can also be imagined.

"The current situation is not optimistic for us..."

Meng Zhijian's eyes flashed slightly: "I think opportunities and challenges coexist."

"What opportunity?"

"You don't want to know where the limit of Jiang Fuyue is? How many talents does she still have?"

Yu Wenzhou was stunned.

"Every time she handed in all the papers, she never made mistakes in the classroom practice. These questions are difficult, easy and uneven, but her answers are always standard. What degree of problems can make her rack her brains or not so confident? Aren't you curious?"

……

That afternoon, Meng Zhijian and Yu Wenzhou temporarily convened a meeting of 12 members of the physical competition class.

"Two things to inform you. First, the time for the preliminary test of this year's national physics competition is set, July 12..."

"Ah? So early? My experiment hasn't started yet. It's over!"

"There's half a month left. It's not enough to sharpen your guns."

"It's too bald. There's no defense."

“……”

"Be quiet! Let me finish --" Meng Zhijian's dignified voice spread to everyone's ears. Soon, the classroom returned to calm, but the atmosphere was a little more dignified than before.

"Due to time constraints, according to our current progress, we can't finish all the contents before the preliminaries. Therefore, after discussing with Mr. Yu, I decided to conduct centralized training for you in the next half month."

"As the name suggests, centralized training is to concentrate. In addition to the concentration of personnel you understand, the teaching content should also be concentrated. To put it simply, you should spend your daytime learning competitions! The experiment can not panic, because there is no test in the preliminary competition, and it is mainly the theoretical part."

"Because it involves the suspension of classes, I have reported to the school and the grade has agreed, but in line with the principle of voluntary participation, I don't insist. You can choose between daily courses and intensive training. When you go back tonight, discuss with your parents and give me a reply tomorrow at the latest."

For this reason, I have made it very clear.

The choice is also in the hands of students.

Jiang Fuyue was the first to stand up and say, "I have no problem."

Then five people agreed on the spot.

The remaining six people also brought back their parents' feedback the next day - all joined and no one quit.

So far, the vigorous material competition training began.

In the first two classes in the morning, Meng Zhijian disassembled the new knowledge points, and the last three classes were tested in class and commented on the scene.

Noon, normal rest.

In the afternoon, to check the mastery of knowledge points in the morning, we usually do test papers, at least two sets and more than four sets, which are so strong that we doubt life.

But this is only the beginning.

With the continuous increase of knowledge points, the difficulty of the topic also increases with the naked eye. Firstly, multiple knowledge points are mixed and highly comprehensive, and secondly, the training specifications are getting closer and closer to the preliminary standard.

In just three days, some students learned to vomit directly in class.

Send it to the school medical office. The diagnosis results are as follows——

Or physiological rejection due to high mental tension.

But in the afternoon, the student returned to the class to continue his class.

"Mr. Jiang, can I sit next to you?"

Jiang Fuyue and Liu Bowen sat together, but there was still an empty seat next to her.

Liu Bowen smiled: "Hou Siyuan, I only vomited in the morning. Do you want to continue to find abuse for yourself?"

Originally a joke, Hou Siyuan nodded seriously: "the doctor said, I must take the initiative to adapt in order to overcome psychological obstacles, otherwise I will always be like this."

That's why he came to Jiang Fuyue, the great demon, to feel the taste of tyrannical rolling close.

"Young man, have an idea." Liu Bowen gave him a thumbs up.

Hou Siyuan's eyes fell on Jiang Fuyue and nervously swallowed his saliva: "can you?"

"Yes." the seat is not hers. It's optional.

When the three communicated, Jiang Fuyue didn't stop her pen. When the class bell rang, she had brushed a complete test paper and threw it aside.

Needless to say, it must be all right again.

Liu Bowen is fine. I've seen it for a long time.

But Hou Siyuan didn't know. He was stunned when he looked at it.

After this class, Jiang Fuyue went to the bathroom.

Liu Bowen took the opportunity to come over and clenched his fingers in front of the little brother: "Hey, come back!"

Hou Siyuan turned his eyes hard and focused for a long time: "she, he..."

"Does it look like a problem brushing machine without emotion?"

Hou Siyuan nodded fiercely, "it's terrible. Doesn't she use draft paper?"

"I even suspect she doesn't have to look at the question." she can write the answer directly.

Hou's three views were attacked and devastated by the storm: "how did she do it?"

Liu Bowen spread his hands and shrugged: "Maybe God knows."

"What do you know?" Jiang Fuyue came back.

Liu Bowen immediately withdrew.

Hou Siyuan also subconsciously sat upright with his back straight.

……

Meng Zhijian's so-called "centralized training" is a high-intensity "sea test tactics".

Don't worry about anything. It's king to brush questions.

Jiang Fuyue has no problem with this. She is a good player and likes this way of getting started directly.

No matter how much you listen or talk, you will eventually fall on the top of doing.

There are many people who understand but can't work out the problem. In that case, why not enjoy the pleasure of "actual combat"?

She was like a duck to water, but others seemed to have lost half their lives.

Rao is Liu Bowen. He has a solid foundation and a bright brain. He can hardly stand it, let alone a grass chicken like Hou Siyuan.

Yes, he threw up again.

Fortunately, a disposable plastic bag was prepared in advance to avoid the indescribable scene.

"I'm sorry... I've done my best... But I can't control..."

He had no doubt that if he didn't spit into the plastic bag this time, but... Jiang Fuyue would not be willing to continue to be his deskmate.

"Lao Meng, you can't go on like this." Yu Wenzhou took back his sight and turned to Meng Zhijian. "The intensity is too strong, and the level of the students in the class is uneven. We run too fast in front, and those who can't keep up can only be dragged to death."

Obviously, Meng Zhijian also saw the training during this period, "I know..." but what can be done?