A temporary competition ended with Jiang Fuyue's unilateral rolling.
The opening ceremony was held as usual, and Jiang Fuyue spoke on the stage without any objection.
After the end, the crowd rushed out, but their legs were soft and their faces were vegetable——
"You may not believe it. My mind is still buzzing."
"I feel like I've heard an academic report."
"It's also nine-year compulsory education. Why can Jiang Fuyue show like this?"
“……”
They can be selected into the summer camp. To some extent, they are rare talents.
And genius is arrogant.
Even conceited.
But now these proud and conceited geniuses are collectively counseling?
"Jiang Fuyue is still powerful..." Ren Xinghe sighed.
The sound was not big or small, just passed into lingxuan's ears, and the latter was unmoved.
"She's usually like this... Um..." he couldn't seem to find a suitable adjective. He pondered for a moment before he spoke again, "so sharp?"
Yes, standing on the stage, Jiang Fuyue is like a scabbard sword, with a cold light, as if she would hurt people in the next second.
At the foot of lingxuan: "Ren Xinghe, you should have heard these clearly. Why bother to ask me?"
Ren Xinghe smiled: "maybe I'm trying to get close to you?"
"It's not necessary."
"Why? Everyone comes from linhuai. Isn't it good to have multiple friends?"
"We are not the same kind of people."
"Ling Xuan, if I remember correctly, you have always been the first grade in No. 1 middle school? A few months ago, Jiang Fuyue suddenly appeared and squeezed you down." Ren Xinghe meant something.
"So what?" Ling Xuan asked in a flat tone.
"When a person is used to standing high, he can't see others acting wild on his head."
Lingxuan smiled: "that's you, not me."
"All the same."
"Let me give you a word."
Ren Xinghe: "
"One mountain is still high, and there is a strong hand in the strong."
Not Jiang Fuyue, there will be others.
Ling Xuan stopped the second dream of "being at the peak and no one surpasses" a few years ago.
After meeting Jiang Fuyue, I didn't want to think about it.
People, isn't it good to live realistically?
At this time, a man and a woman passed by, and the voice of conversation floated close behind——
"I just want to know how Jiang Fuyue's brain grows. The computer has to be programmed first, but she doesn't even type the draft, so she gives the answer directly, risbai!"
"It's called talent. I can't envy..."
As they walked farther and farther away, the sound of conversation became inaudible.
"Did you hear that?" Ling Xuan clenched his lips and hid some sympathy between his words. "Talent can't be envied."
With that, no matter what reaction Ren Xinghe made, he strode away.
……
After the opening ceremony, the intensive training officially began.
A total of 25 people, not much, can be installed in a small classroom.
The three coaches take turns to teach them. In addition, there is a female teacher specially responsible for language training.
As mentioned before, iPho has four common languages - English, French, German and Russian.
Considering your original language foundation and adaptation in a short time, English is finally selected as the fixed language for intensive training.
Therefore, the papers sent to everyone can no longer see a Chinese character. They are all English.
At first, half of them couldn't adapt.
And those who adapt well are almost all Beijing circle students.
Of course, Jiang Fuyue and Ling Xuan are exceptions. Although both of them are from other provinces, one is gifted and the other has received elite education since childhood. Can they still be locked up by a small language?
However, Ren Xinghe is not so lucky
He couldn't adapt to the language conversion. When the problem he could do was changed to English, his eyes were black and he didn't know anything.
The teacher asked him about his usual English grades.
He replied: never under 140.
Teacher:
Of course, he is not the only one with the same problem. Almost all the people from other provinces have been recruited.
Yan Zhenfeng was so worried about it.
To say that this English level can not be improved in a day or two, but these students are in special circumstances. They do not have a bad foundation and poor grades, but do not know how to use them!
Specifically, let them do English test papers with higher scores one by one, which can make them do math problems in English and wither immediately.
In desperation, Yan Zhenfeng had to separate these people and carry out targeted high-intensity language training.
The rest will receive classroom training according to the normal progress.
As a result, Ling Xuan and Jiang Fuyue are particularly prominent among the children of the Beijing circle around Yishui.
"Like two sheep into the wolves?" Ling Xuan joked.
Jiang Fuyue didn't lift her head and concentrated on the test paper, but she still took time to return to him: "why didn't the weasel enter the chicken pen?"
"Ha ha..." the boy smiled in a low voice, and his clear voice was magnetic.
The sun came in from the window and hit him on the side face, which more and more set off the youth's clear and meaningful, gentle like jade.
Unfortunately, Jiang Fuyue only has questions in her eyes.
She was stuck in the last little question. It seems that she always felt that there was a poor condition.
"Teacher -" she spoke directly and called the man to her.
Qin Libin is a coach in charge of mechanics, thermodynamics and molecular physics.
The man is fat in middle age and has a big belly, but he is humorous and gives lively lectures. He pays special attention to Jiang Fuyue.
So when she shouted, she smiled.
"Classmate Jiang, have you finished again? I'll change another one for you..."
These two days, Jiang fuyueshen's general problem solving speed and damn high accuracy have become a nightmare for all the children in the Beijing circle.
At present, people are not surprised and calmly look away, but the pen in their hands is getting tighter and tighter, and the pressure is doubling.
They wish they could hurry up and hurry up, but when they look down, they still stay in the same small question, complicated calculation and huge formula, which is called bald head.
This time, however, Jiang Fuyue is not going to hand in her paper.
She pointed to the last small question of the last question and said in a positive tone, "here are bad conditions."
"Ah?"
"The oblique section of 300, with a mass of 4kg, a light rope connected to a solid cylinder, with a mass of 8kg... The acceleration when releasing the object... If the rope is stressed, the cylinder and the body will have the same acceleration... Finally, it is required to calculate the torque."
Qin Libin nodded after listening: "yes, what's the problem?"
Jiang Fuyue: "lack of friction coefficient."
"What?" Qin Libin approached and looked at the title carefully again. "No, this is the original title of iPho in previous years. How can we lack conditions?"
However, in fact, it is missing.
Jiang Fuyue is sure of this.
Someone in the front row turned his head and said in a cool tone: "Mr. Jiang, although you are very powerful, you don't have to set up a cursive figure for yourself by questioning the real problem? Be careful to roll over."
Jiang Fuyue didn't even give him a corner of her eye.
Qin Libin soon found the problem, nodded and fully affirmed Jiang Fuyue: "there is indeed a condition missing."
The man in the front row: "..." slapping his face is too fast, like a tornado.
Ling Xuan: "since it's true, it's reasonable to say that there shouldn't be such a mistake."
This is what Qin Libin couldn't figure out.
Jiang Fuyue pondered for a moment: "can you find the original question?"
"Isn't that the original question?"
She shook her head: "if I remember correctly, this question should be provided by country D in 2033 and finally selected as the first one in the theoretical part of that year. The original text should be in German."
Now they have the English version.
Qin Libin swallowed his saliva. His focus was not on this problem, but
"Do you remember so clearly?"
Jiang Fuyue: "I've made a Chinese version."
"Do you know the year?"
"I usually have an impression of what I've done."
This is called "impression"?!
Can you even blurt out the first few questions? Is it interesting?
Qin Libin's heart is stormy, but his face is not obvious, "how many times have you done the original question?"
Jiang Fuyue: "I've done it."
“!”
Eavesdropping melon eating classmate: "?!"
"Teacher, we are discussing this problem now, not whether I have done it or not." she reminded.
Qin Libin tried to resist the action of wiping sweat. Well, the teacher's shelf can't collapse. Hold on!
"Wait a minute, I'll find the original question!"
With that, he walked like a fly. At first glance, he had the meaning of running away.
About ten minutes later, Qin Libin came back.
Yan Zhenfeng came with him.
"Is that it?" he spread out the page and pointed to one of them.
Jiang Fuyue glanced and gave a positive reply: "yes, this is the German original."
Yan Zhenfeng: "you just said that the English version lacks friction coefficient?"
"HMM." Jiang Fuyue has started to compare the two versions.
"You may not know that all our test paper translations are completed by AI intelligence, and the probability of error is as low as 0.01 percent."
The implication is that if there is no English version, there will certainly be no German version.
As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Fuyue pointed to a place in the German version with a leisurely tone——
"Found it."
Yan Zhenfeng: "as long as my skin is thick enough, my face won't hurt.
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Jiang Fuyue: "D people are rigorous and have an almost abnormal pursuit for the accuracy of drawings. One of the manifestations is to mark all parameters. The friction coefficient not given in the title stem is annotated on the diagram next to it, but it is omitted when translated into English."
Yan Zhenfeng's eyes twitched wildly.
In just two days, I don't know how many times Jiang Fuyue was beaten down in public.
But he is cheap. He likes to move forward. Like poisoning, he wants to see what moths can be made out of this little girl film.
Yan Zhenfeng worried that if this goes on, how much will he keep as head coach?
Wait
He suddenly thought of something. He looked at Jiang Fuyue and the original title in her hand. The next second, it was almost broken——
"Can you speak German?"
The girl nodded, as if surprised by his fierce reaction.
Yan Zhenfeng took a deep breath and tried his best to keep calm. He suddenly choked on the confused eyes of Shangjiang Fuyue.
Then another Wilder guess occupied his brain——
"Don't tell me you can speak French and Russian."
Jiang Fuyue smiled and replied, "I know a little."
Yan Zhenfeng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was just "a little".
"Can you answer the questions skillfully?" he asked casually.
Jiang Fuyue's eyes lit up: "yes. I think using French is faster than English, so can I answer questions in French later?"
She always spares no effort in the pursuit of minimalism.
Quick one minute, earn one minute, time is money.
Yan Zhenfeng: "
This is fucking "a little"?!
I suspect you're teasing me.
Jiang Fuyue looked forward and asked again, "is it OK?"
"No," Yan Zhenfeng said with an expressionless face.
She frowned, "why?"
"..." because we can't speak French, aunt! You did it. Who corrected you?
Who can correct you?
At this time, a slow voice came from the front left, "teacher, I've finished and handed in my paper."
Then he got up from his seat and stood out from the crowd for an instant.
The boy is wearing a white T and wearing headphones around his neck. His appearance is eye-catching. At the moment, his warm and light look hangs on his face, which is calm and unintentional.
He went to Qin Libin, handed over the test paper, and then nodded to Yan Zhenfeng.
After all this, turn around and leave and go straight out of the classroom.
The back is clear and clean, and the temperament is indifferent.
Qin Libin took back his sight and looked down at the last question. Jiang Fuyue found that there was a parameter condition missing. How did he finish it?
Yan Zhenfeng also looked at it.
The next second, they were shocked again.
In the blank space next to the title, a condition was added by handwriting - friction coefficient u = 0.2.
The missing parameter conditions were directly supplemented by him!
This shows that he not only read the German original, but also wrote down all the topics.
Yan and Qin looked at each other and saw the prudence on each other's faces.
This student is really crouching tiger, hidden dragon!
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows and glanced at the name column at the beginning of the test paper. She saw three words written on it with a black signing pen——
Lin Shumo.