Chapter 42 The boy whose pi is back to the 190th place
Teachers are looking forward to the assessment and verification of results.
The primary school students, especially those on the right, can't wait because get out of class is about to end.
The bell rings.
"get out of class is over!"
In the classroom, there were clear distinctions. Those on the left were relatively quiet. Those on the right were primary school students, as if their bodies suddenly softened, and they exhaled one by one.
Especially when there are so many teachers at the back of a class, as well as the head teacher, the primary school students can no longer bear it.
In contrast, when the covered student on the left turned around after class and noticed the teachers attending the class, some of the five primary school students were even stunned for a moment.
Apparently, they were so focused that they even forgot that there was a teacher listening behind them.
Seeing this scene, Su Mei and other teachers who were attending the class felt very strongly and were more or less shocked.
So focused!
"If you need to go to the toilet, hurry up and use it. After we come back, we will have a classroom test. We just learned what we learned in class." At this moment, Teacher Zhao spoke on the podium.
"Take your exams well. The teachers will still be here to listen in the next class."
And he turned around and started writing exam questions on the blackboard.
"..."
The elementary school students are going to cry.
Are we going to have math in the next class? Oh my god, kill me.
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you go to the toilet quickly?" Teacher Su Mei glared at her student.
Time passed quickly, and after a few minutes, all the procrastinators in the class had returned.
Especially when they saw other grades memorizing "The Thousand-Character Essay on Cultivation", the sixth grade students were anxious and envious.
If all the other grades have memorized this today, but we, the oldest ones, have not memorized it, how embarrassing would it be?
Taking advantage of this time, some of the teachers also went to the toilet, and some were discussing the lecture they had just observed.
After everyone sat down for a minute, the exam officially started!
The primary school students started to work on the questions with their heads up and down, while teacher Zhao Bingqiang wrote out the remaining test questions on the blackboard, and then threw the chalk tip into the box.
At the same time, because there are so many teachers monitoring the exam from behind, the sixth grade students dare not copy even if they want to.
The contrast came out again.
After just a few questions, the primary school students on the left were all doing the questions seriously, and most of them were very calm.
On the contrary, except for one or two of the primary school students on the right who usually study better, the rest are in a very embarrassed state.
Some primary school students even had cold sweat on their foreheads and their little eyes were darting everywhere.
"What are you looking at? How did you attend the last class?" Zhao Bingqiang said, knocking on the desk of a primary school student named Gu Hui.
Not only Zhao Bingqiang, but Su Mei, who was sitting on the bench behind the classroom, also shouted in a cold tone as if urging her to die.
"Gu Hui~"
"..." The primary school student named Gu Hui was so frightened that he broke out in sweat and was scared to death.
"Pi, π= 3.14159 26...How much is 6666? 66"
"Don't read it out loud, memorize it in your mind, and write down as much as you memorize."
"..."
This class, or to be precise, the exam in this class, the atmosphere was extremely tense!
Some of the primary school students on the left are fast and some are slow, but most of them are relatively calm. They rarely frown for a long time, and they are even less likely to panic and be exhausted.
On the right, there are all kinds of things.
In addition, Zhang Beichen did not have a radiation education field during the exam.
The exam time arranged by Zhao Bingqiang and other teachers is thirty minutes, and the remaining time is used for correction and analysis together.
According to the difficulty of this set of questions, thirty minutes is almost enough.
I guess some of them are unfinished.
According to the previous situation, I can barely finish these thirty-five questions in about twenty minutes.
As time passed by, seeing Jingwei's clear reaction to the test, the teachers actually felt confident.
In order to observe the exam, some teachers even gave the Cultivation class the chance to memorize a thousand-character essay in the second period.
Because I am so eager to witness all this.
"After you have finished the inspection, you can raise your hands." During this period, Zhao Bingqiang said while strolling around with his hands behind his back to inspect.
However, within two minutes of saying this, a boy already raised his hand, the one on the left!
"Teacher, I'm done." The boy on the left who usually has the best grades raised his hand.
"Is the inspection finished?" Zhao Bingqiang looked at the time first and then asked, twelve minutes!
"Yeah." The boy replied.
Zhao Bingqiang nodded, then went over and picked up the answer sheet.
On the other side, seeing that someone had finished, the other primary school students couldn't help it, and even glanced at the quartz clock hanging in front of the classroom.
Oh my god! Twelve minutes!
Especially the little girl on the right who usually keeps pace with this boy, her whole face tightened and she hurriedly continued to do the questions.
Looking at Zhao Bingqiang, he immediately checked it after picking up the paper. Then his face became more and more serious, and then he was a little surprised or even shocked.
At the same time, he also looked back at the other teachers, especially Zhang Beichen.
Without him, everything is right!
And pi is filled in to more than 190 digits after the decimal point!
In fact, it is not impossible to memorize more than 190 people.
The problem is that I have been in class before and I didn’t give the students much time to memorize it.
"Have you previewed this unit before?" Zhao Bingqiang couldn't help but ask while holding the answer sheet.
"There is no teacher." The boy replied.
"Well, sit down." Zhao Bingqiang said with his throat moving.
At the same time, Zhao Bingqiang took the answer sheet and walked back to show it to other teachers.
"Teacher, what are you going to do next?" the boy asked.
"Students who have finished can recite the Thousand-Character Essay on Cultivation." Before Zhao Bingqiang could speak, someone had already shouted.
"..." Zhao Bingqiang had a black line on his face and thought to himself, Teacher Zhang, you are so ruthless in grabbing classes. You even took up the math class.
However, thinking of today's results and the benefits of students learning the Thousand-Character Classic as soon as possible, Zhao Bingqiang hurriedly handed the boy's answer sheet to the teacher who was following the class.
"Usually the fastest person in the class usually takes about 20 minutes to hand in the paper. Today it only took 12 minutes." While handing it to the principal Lao Fan, Zhao Bingqiang also said to other teachers.
Lao Fan also taught mathematics, and now he also teaches mathematics to third grade students.
"Eight minutes too fast?" Lao Fan was stunned, then looked at it and showed it to other teachers.
After hearing this, other teachers also hurriedly gathered around.
"Is everything correct?" Lao Fan even asked.
"That's right! I haven't looked at pi carefully yet, and if you look at pi, you can memorize it to 190 decimal places!" Zhao Bingqiang was a little excited, but also a little embarrassed.
Because he could only memorize it to more than 100 decimal places. He was stumbling afterward and was not sure whether he was memorizing it correctly.
That’s right! And it’s eight minutes faster!
The other teachers were not calm anymore.
Lao Fan, on the other hand, pointed to pi and whispered softly.
After all, I have taught mathematics for many years, and previously taught sixth grade for five or six consecutive years, so I am familiar with pi.
"How are you, old principal?" Teacher Su Mei asked anxiously.
"That's absolutely right!" Lao Fan was shocked, and then looked at the faces of the teachers surrounding him.
"Ah? More than 190, and they are all correct! Just memorized it for a short time in class?" The teachers took a breath and looked at the boy named Ji Yonghui in disbelief.
"Has he memorized it before?" the second-grade math teacher couldn't help but ask.
"He said he didn't," Zhao Bingqiang replied, a little unbelievable.
In my last class, I gave each child five minutes and asked them to try to memorize it.
After all, Zhao Bingqiang and Lao Fan have taught high-grade mathematics many times. They remember that there are really few students who can memorize so many in one class.
"Look again." Lao Fan hesitated for a moment, then said softly when he saw the primary school student in front who was still taking the exam.
And just when the teachers passed the answer sheet one by one and compared the correct answers.
A few minutes later, nineteen minutes into the exam, someone raised their hand again.
This time it was two people, raising their hands almost at the same time.
One of them is naturally the little girl named Meng Xiaomai on the right who is not covered, whose usual performance is on par with Ji Yonghui’s before.
The other one turned out to be a little girl named Fang Rui, the one on the left, who only had an average math score, a level worse than Ji Yonghui and Meng Xiaomai!