Chapter 85

I don't know whether it is intentional or unintentional. If you carefully compare the candidate roster, you will find that the top ten students in the city are in the same examination room!

Including Jiang Fuyue and Ling Xuan.

Of course, there are Feng Kaixuan, who tied for the first place in the initial test, and Huang Yanqiu, who just squeezed into the top 10 with 192 points.

The contest between No. 1 middle school and No. 2 middle school kicked off silently in the examination room.

Feng Kaixuan sits in the first row and the first column. He can't see the situation behind him, but the people behind him can see his back and the pen in his hand, and infer his problem-solving state accordingly.

Huang Yanqiu is one of them.

She found that the pen in Feng Kaixuan's hand didn't move smoothly. She paused for a full 12 times in five minutes.

Does this mean that... The problem is really difficult? She's not the only one who can't do it?

Zhang Ju once said that Feng Kaixuan is the most competitive student she has ever taught, and she is sure to go far on this road.

Since even Feng Kai feels difficult, it seems understandable that she can't write.

Thinking of this, Huang Yanqiu's flustered heart began to calm down gradually.

Just as she was staring at the first question with a slight eyebrow, Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of a boy diagonally ahead and began to turn the page.

This shows that he has finished two big questions and is ready to start the third one!

The originally calm mood began to surge rapidly again.

Why so fast?

He can't be faster than Feng Kaixuan! It doesn't make sense

This man is not a student of No. 2 middle school. Is he a student of No. 1 middle school?

The more you think, the more confused your brain becomes. In addition, Huang Yanqiu feels that she is about to collapse because she can't even read the text information at present.

But this time it wasn't Zhang Ju's invigilator, so no one reminded her.

Ling Xuan did well in the first and second questions, turned the page decisively and began to overcome the third question.

After reading the question, he knew that the difficulty had reached a new level.

At this time, a slender hand was raised silently. The invigilator walked over and lowered his voice, "classmate, what's the matter?"

"Hand in your papers."

Lingxuan's eyelids jumped and came.

Feng Kaixuan sat in front of Jiang Fuyue. When he heard the speech, his back suddenly stiffened.

Huang Yanqiu's brain was buzzing and he was stupid.

Five seconds later, the stunned invigilator finally responded, "... There are still two hours and 30 minutes before the end of the exam. Are you sure you want to hand in your paper now?"

"I'm sure."

"OK, then... Tidy up the test paper, answer paper and draft paper and leave quietly."

Jiang Fuyue left, relaxed and unrestrained, leaving other candidates with a heavy and uneasy heart.

In contrast, Ling Xuan was the least affected. After all, she had been used to living in the shadow of Jiang Fuyue for a long time.

The semi-finals are allowed to hand in the papers in advance, and there is no waiting area. After handing in the papers, special security personnel will take them away.

Jiang Fuyue was sent all the way outside the school.

At that time, Meng Zhijian was holding a disposable packing box and squatting in the corner to drink porridge.

Yu Wenzhou was with him, with his head bowed and his mouth full of wordy powder.

They were having a good meal and suddenly saw Jiang Fuyue "escorted" out by two people in police uniforms.

One left and one right, she stands in the middle, not "bet". What is it?

At that time, countless questions and guesses flashed through his mind. Meng Zhijian almost poured porridge into his nostrils. Yu Wenzhou forgot to bite off the powder he put in his mouth, so he hung trembling.

Then, they threw bowls and chopsticks at the same time and rushed up, but the two guards turned and left?

Meng Zhijian: "what's the situation?"

In Yu Wenzhou's mind, countless palace fights flashed: "have you been framed?"

Jiang Fuyue drew from the corner of her mouth, "I handed in my paper."

"Oh, it was handed in... What did you say?! you handed in your paper?!"

"What's the problem?"

"Of course there's a problem! It's a big problem!" Yu Wenzhou switched the rampage mode for a second and pointed to his watch. "How can you hand in your paper? How can you hand in your paper? It's less than 40 minutes before the exam. You actually handed in your paper? Ha ha - handed in your paper?!"

Meng Zhijian: "poof... Cough!" sorry, he was laughed at those two "ha ha".

Jiang Fuyue's head deviated and asked, "I've finished everything. Why can't I hand in my paper?"

Then, no matter what their reaction was, they sat on the small bench next to them, "do you have any paper?"

"Yes!" Meng Zhijian reached out and took out a packet of napkins from his pocket.

“？”

"Take it all."

Jiang Fuyue: "... I'm talking about the kind of paper that can be written."

Meng Zhijian was stunned: "what are you doing?"

"Do you want the test questions this time?"

When Yu Wenzhou, who was still angry, turned back and said, "want..."

Knock it up!

Then, magically, he took out a roll of A4 paper from his arms, opened it and handed it over: "hey... You see, I'm ready."

Meng Zhijian's face: virtue!

Jiang Fuyue took it, flattened it and began to write quickly.

Meng and Yu looked at each other, quickly surrounded them, and deliberately found a place to stand out of the light.

I saw the girl write simply, it seems that she doesn't need to think about it at all.

Question 1 (35 points): as shown in the figure, the hemisphere with radius R and mass m is placed on a smooth horizontal desktop

Question 2 (35 points): the area of parallel plate capacitor plates 1 and 2 is s, and they are placed horizontally and fixedly

……

Question 8 (35 points): thermal radiation is incident on the reflecting ground, and the reflector can use the radiation pressure of thermal radiation to do work externally

There are eight pieces of paper for one question. Jiang Fuyue finished writing, folded them, stuffed them back to Yu Wenzhou, and then seriously opened his mouth to Meng Zhijian: "teacher, I'm hungry."

"... ah?" the topic turned a little fast, and Lao Meng didn't respond.

She covered the cap and put the pen into her pocket. "I want the powder Mr. Yu just ate."

"Oh! OK! You wait here for a while. I'll call you."

Ten minutes later, a bowl of hot mutton rice noodles was sent to Jiang Fuyue.

Meng Zhijian: "eat."

"Thank you, teacher."

"Ah! You're welcome."

Yu Wenzhou stood beside him with a puzzled look, as if besieged by many doubts.

Meng Zhijian thought there was something wrong with the topic: "what's the matter? Is it difficult?"

"Yes, it's too difficult for me." he nodded solemnly.

Meng Zhijian: "

Yu Wenzhou stared at the back of Jiang Fuyue's cheerful wordy powder: "why did she ask you to invite her to eat..."

"What's there? It's just a bowl of rice noodles." Meng Zhijian waved his hand generously.

But Yu Wenzhou didn't finish: "don't you let me invite?"

Connect: Why did she let you invite her to eat instead of me?

“……”

"Lao Meng, do you think she has a problem with me because I criticized her for handing in her paper in advance just now?"

“……？”

"No... why should I be a bad man?" Yu Wenzhou suddenly jumped to his feet. "OK - I know! You did it on purpose! You played tricks to frame the palace! Come on, drag it out and reward a Zhang Hong!"

Meng Zhijian's veins jumped violently on his forehead and clenched his teeth: "please, can you watch less soap operas?! everyone is crazy!"

"Oh - how dare you pick me?"

Two people you come and I go, do not give in to each other, suddenly, a female voice came in——

"Yo, Mr. Meng and Mr. Yu, what is this? Internal strife?"

Zhang Ju walked towards them with a smile. Suddenly, her eyes stagnated and fell on the A4 paper in Yu Wenzhou's hand