With full marks in mathematics, English and science, and 148 in Chinese, Jiang Fuyue was firmly in grade with a high score of 748. Two hours later, the sound of the piano stopped.
Just then the servant knocked at the door.
"Enter."
"Young master, it's time for lunch. Mr. and Mrs. are already in the dining room."
"OK, I see."
Lingxuan went back to his bedroom to change his clothes. Ten minutes later, he went downstairs: "Dad, mom."
"Ah Xuan is coming." Zhou Qin waved his son to sit down and ordered the kitchen to serve.
"How was your piano practice? Did the teacher say anything?"
Lingxuan: "OK."
"Come on, eat ribs, your favorite cumin flavor."
"Thank you, mom."
Ling Qingzhou usually doesn't speak much, and Ling Xuan is not a talkative child. During this period, only Zhou Qin's gentle advice to the father and son, as well as the slight noise caused by the collision of bowls and plates.
"OK, you can eat yourself. Don't be busy." Ling Qingzhou said, and Zhou Qin stopped.
After dinner, Ling Qingzhou routinely asked about his son's study.
"I hear you've been sleeping an hour later than usual?"
"Yes."
"Why, it's hard to learn?"
Ling Xuan frowned, but his voice was still calm: "there is another competition class, it takes time."
Ling Qingzhou didn't say anything and asked, "is there anyone in the tutoring team who wants to change?"
"Yes. I don't think Mr. Liu, who teaches Wujing, is suitable."
"OK, I'll tell the Secretary to do it." the specific reason was not asked in detail.
At this time, Zhou Qin came out of the kitchen with a fruit tray and sent it to his father and son: "try the litchi just delivered in the morning?"
The snow-white and crystal litchi meat was stripped of its core, and the brown flesh attached to the meat was removed. It looked exquisite and delicious.
Lingxuan picked up a silver fork and put it in his mouth: "I'll go up first."
Zhou Qin sat beside her husband: "don't you eat?"
Ling Qingzhou waved his hand, got up and went to the Chaoyang terrace. As he walked, he was still angry at the phone: "... There is no need to discuss. He Yi Hansheng dares to act rashly. I am not afraid of burning jade and stone! I'm going to decide the first middle school!"
Zhou Qin lowered his eyes and forked a piece of litchi meat into his mouth, but the food was tasteless.
Lingxuan went back to the second floor and took a nap for half an hour. Then he got up and began to do questions. There were 12 Olympiads and 8 material competitions.
He didn't finish until sunset, then recorded the time and accuracy of each set of test papers, and then compared with the last time.
The accuracy has not changed much, but the speed has increased by 5%!
Lingxuan put it aside with satisfaction and took out his mobile phone.
I don't know when it turned off automatically. He found the charger.
As soon as it was opened, missed call notifications and wechat message reminders poured in.
He casually opened one, and the next second the originally stretched eyebrows tightened suddenly——
Jiang Fuyue is the first!
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The remaining temperature of the final grade has not dispersed. Two days later, the results of the second round of the physical competition also came out.
Jiang Fuyue got full marks for theory and experiment, ranking first in the province.
Lingxuan is 10 points behind her, the third in the province.
Four people including Liu Bowen and Hou Siyuan won the national first prize, three won the national second prize and four won the national third prize.
So far, there were 13 people in the Wujing class led by Meng and Yu, and all the staff won the prize!
The news came that Meng Zhijian was sitting by the stream fishing. After waiting all morning, the fishing rod was a little moving. At this time, a phone call came in.
His face turned black: "hey..." it's better to have something particularly important!
Thirty seconds later, he jumped up, his eyes lit up, surprise and madness coexisted on his face: "really?! director, are you sure you didn't lie to me? You're not kidding?! full score, ha ha... It's full score!"
He can't believe it himself!
"... OK, OK, I'll be right there!"
With that, no matter what fish, he took the pole and left decisively.
Half an hour later, the taxi stopped in front of the office of the competition committee. Meng Zhijian met Yu Wenzhou as soon as he got off the bus.
The two men looked at each other across the air. Meng Zhijian looked at Yu Wenzhou's flower shorts and sandals like a man who cut his feet, while Yu Wenzhou looked at Meng Zhijian's Fisherman's hat, fat and long T, and was quite able to dress for leisure - each other's eyes disliked each other.
But we ended up in it together.
When I opened the door, I found that Zhang Ju was also there. His face was not very good-looking.
The two looked at each other and Yu Wenzhou greeted with a smile: "teacher Zhang is coming too. Sure enough, everything is one step faster than us."
Zhang jupi smiles, but meat doesn't laugh.
"Where's the director?" Meng Zhijian looked around and didn't see anyone.
Another teacher: "there's something to deal with. Let's wait here first."
Yu Wenzhou nodded: "don't worry. I know the result anyway."
Before that, the director had called everyone one by one, so all the teachers knew their students' grades, but they didn't know the grades of other schools.
"Lao Yu, how did you do in the first middle school this time?" the male teacher had a good relationship with Yu Wenzhou and had no scruples, so he asked directly.
Zhang Ju sitting on one side couldn't help pricking her ears.