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Everyone's eyes subconsciously turned to Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu.
In the lecture theater, the originally lively and festive atmosphere suddenly condensed.
The head teacher of Class 8 continued to report the scores: "Tang Ming 155, Ren Wanxuan 154, Fan Kun 128..."
Not only is Chen Zhu's score lower than Ning Xiao Baiqian, Ren Wanxuan's score is even lower than Tang Ming's.
Let’s start with Ning Xiao and Bai Qian. Tang Ming was only in the middle of the training class. How could he get such a high score?
The atmosphere at the scene was very strange.
Wait until all the scores are read out.
The talents in Ren Wanxuan's group raised their hands and asked hesitantly, "Teacher, why are Ning Xiao and Bai Jian rated higher than Chen Zhu?"
This is not only his question, but also the question of everyone present.
Ren Wanxuan has never kept a low profile. Most people know that they have a doctorate from Jiangjing University to help them with their after-school questions.
Jiangjing University only accepts so many students a year, and even fewer of them can study for a Ph.D.
How could his answer to Ren Wanxuan be any worse?
"Teacher," Ren Wanxuan said openly without standing up, "have you given Bai Zian and the others the answer?"
The head teacher of Class 8 was stunned.
He opened his mouth to say something.
Ren Wanxuan refused to listen and interrupted him, "But even if you give them the answer, my score will never be lower than Bai Qian. Chen Zhu and I write the standard answer every time, and the answer is the same. What's your rating scale? By mood?"
"You told me that it would be absolutely fair. Is this what you mean by fairness?"
Bai Zian was missing for four days and was forty points behind her.
In this case, can her score be lower than Bai Zian?
The air pressure in the lecture theater is very low.
The head teacher of Class 8 looked deeply at Ren Wanxuan, "It's normal for you to have questions."
He unfolded the remaining paper in his hand and asked people to pass it out, "These are all the answer sheets of the top five students. You can look through them at will, and then comment on my daily ratings after reading them."
Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu each got a few pieces of paper.
They all belong to Bai Qian and Ning Xiao.
Ren Wanxuan pushed the paper aside, not wanting to look at it.
She stared coldly at the head teacher of Class 8, then turned her eyes to Bai Qian.
Bai Qian lazily supported his chin with his left hand, poking the notebook with the tip of his pen, half-squinting his cold black eyes at the notes at hand, looking very calm and unhurried.
Chen Zhu didn't say anything. He picked up an answer sheet and looked at it carefully with a gloomy expression.
This is Bai Zian's answer process. The handwriting is neat, each question is clearly analyzed, and the entire page can be seen at a glance.
Chen Zhu's gloomy expression suddenly turned to shock, and he recognized it at a glance——
This kind of clear and transparent answer was given to him by the head teacher once.
Those who can take classes here have excellent grades. You can see the difference between the answers given by Bai Zian and others and the standard answers.
Even if there are standard answers to the physics course, it is not easy to understand.
The answers and standard answers Dr. Gao gave Chen only had a few scrawled formulas and final answers, without process analysis, so most students could not understand the last question.
Someone who had read Ning Xiao Baizian's test paper suddenly said in shock: "So it is processed by two-dimensional collision? No wonder, no wonder I can't understand the answer..."
The first person to speak.
This kind of sound comes out endlessly.
Even Chen Zhu was in a trance. He showed Bai Qian's paper to Ren Wanxuan: "You'd better take a look at their answer sheets."
Ren Wanxuan frowned and took the paper.
Gao Jiachen was hired by the Ren family at a great expense. He has published Nature papers.
She had heard Gao Jiachen's assistant proudly mention that Gao Jiachen had an insurmountable mountain at his back in Jiangjing.
No one will doubt his strength.
Ren Wanxuan felt that no matter how perfect the answer was, it would just be the same as what Gao Jiachen came up with.
Until she saw the question written by Bai Qian, which was a question about light particles.
In the first question, not only the diagram is prepared, but also the analysis is attached. In the second question, each formula is explained in detail from what angle it is analyzed...
Ren Wanxuan's sarcastic smile condensed on her lips.
No matter how conceited she was, she had to admit that Bai Zian's answer was clearer and more complete than the standard answer.
But, how is this possible?!
Where did they get the answer?
The strength in her hands was so strong that she wrinkled the answer sheet.
"Ren Wanxuan, Chen Zhu, I know you got the standard answer, but this standard answer is not perfect," the head teacher of Class 8 saw everyone lowering their heads, and then he said earnestly: "The person who gave you the answer did not ask you To explain the principle, the last question you wrote was very vague, and you thought you got the standard answer, but the standard answer is also made by humans."
"The world is much bigger than you think, and each mountain is higher than the other. When you think you are standing at the top, you don't know that someone is already in the clouds. Vision determines the circle, and the pattern determines development. I hope you can listen to what I say today. Ren Wan Xuan, there is no end to learning, and you must always be prepared to accept that you are just a frog in the well."
Ren Wanxuan didn't listen at all.
Has she ever had such a humiliating moment? In the past two days, she has publicly stated more than once or twice that the quota is hers. How do others view her now?
Ren Wanxuan's face turned red and she suddenly clenched her answer sheet into a ball.
He stood up suddenly, didn't even want his own things, and rushed out of the door!
Behind her, the head teacher of Class 8 watched her leaving quietly.
When the principal gave him the most difficult Prince Edward class, he just hoped that he could teach it well.
He thought he had done a good job, at least there was no school bully like Chen Wei in Class 8.
But now, the head teacher of Class 8 feels frustrated once again.
Ren Wanxuan's starting point was too high, and Tang Ming and the others had to work hard for more than ten years to get the opportunity to sit in the training class with her.
She will have it from birth.
The Ren family gave her the best education, enjoyed the best resources since she was a child, and never suffered any hardships. They even built a cafeteria for her when she was in high school. She was pampered too much and got everything too easily. She got used to being looked up to by others, and eventually raised her. He has developed a character that thinks highly of himself.
"Okay," the head teacher of Class 8 waited for a while, then turned around and said to everyone in a deep voice, "Because Ning Xiao Baiqian has the highest overall score, do you have any objection to giving them the quota?"
This result was beyond everyone's expectation.
But the analysis process is right in front of you, and the difference can be seen at a glance. Who can have any opinions?
"As long as you have no objection, I will send the key to Bai Qian and Ning Xiao." The head teacher of Class 8 added their contact information.
Sent the link and key.
Ning Xiao has been curious about the Jiangjing University app for a long time. After getting the link, he downloaded it immediately, entered the key, and logged in and registered in one go.
The head teacher of Class 8 stood beside Bai Qian.
He waited for Bai Qian to log in, but the other person didn't even look at his phone.
Been looking at...notebook?
The head teacher of Class 8, who never does questions in the lecture hall, tolerates it. What's going on with you kid now?
Jiangjing University app, can you bear it?
"Teacher?" A shadow fell on the top of his head, and he felt that eyes were staring at him. Bai Xian pressed his notebook with his hand, raised his head slightly, and his black eyes were clearly visible, "Are you okay?"
What's up?
Did you say something happened?
The head teacher of Class 8 had the urge to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.
"You..." He looked away, "...it's okay."
He turned around and went to put away the answer he had just handed out. Most people were reluctant to part with the answer.
But the head teacher of Class 8 was very cold and did not give them a chance to see more.
Ren Wanxuan crumpled up an answer sheet written by Bai Qian and threw it on the ground. The head teacher of Class 8 looked at it for a while, then bent down to pick it up, flattened it gently, and returned it to Bai Qian.
After Bai Zian took it, he put it aside casually.
"There are no exercises today, you can leave early."
The head teacher of Class 8 finished speaking to the people in the lecture theater, then put his hands behind his back and left the lecture theater.
But no one left.
Tang Ming sat next to Ning Xiao. He saw that Ning Xiao had registered and logged in, but when he turned around, he saw that Bai Qian was still reading his notebook.
"Why haven't you logged in yet?" He looked more anxious than Bai Qian.
Bai Qian leaned lightly on the backrest and elegantly clicked on her phone with her right hand. She saw the link and key sent by the class teacher of Class 8. This link Jiang Fuli had just sent to her last time.
She glanced at it and forwarded the link and key to Tang Ming.
The three of them all added each other on WeChat last time.
There aren't many people on Bai Zian's WeChat, so it's easy to find him.
Tang Ming didn't see her operation. His phone vibrated twice but ignored it. He still urged Bai Qian, "Hurry up and register."
Bai Qian threw the phone back on the table with a "pop" sound, glanced at Tang Ming, and softly uttered two words: "Shut up."
Tang Ming silently shut up and turned around.
In the lecture theater.
Someone hesitated for a long time, then got up and asked Bai Zian, "Classmate Bai Zian, can you lend me your answer for one night?"
After saying that, the boy also felt a little embarrassed.
He had just queued up to watch Ren Wanxuan's app and sat next to Ren Wanxuan.
Ning Xiao was well-known as a loner in school, and he only dared to find Bai Zian, holding on to the slim hope that Bai Zian could show him the previous analysis.
Bai Zian didn't raise his head. He only gently held the analysis on the table between his index finger and thumb, handed it to the other party, and said in a calm tone: "Here you go, you don't have to pay it back."
The boy was stunned.
He thought Bai Qian would at least make a few sarcastic remarks, or give them answers to a few questions like Ren Wanxuan.
Unexpectedly, she didn't say anything.
"What?" Seeing that the person was still refusing to take it, Bai Qian raised his head slightly, squinting his dark eyes lightly and looking at him.
Her gaze was not that of Ren Wanxuan's condescending superiority.
She looked at it very calmly.
It was as if he was one of her soldiers who made mistakes and was tolerated and forgiven by her.
The boy suddenly came back to his senses, feeling ashamed of his previous groundless speculation, "It's nothing, thank you!"
"Well, study hard." Bai Zian withdrew his gaze and packed his things slowly.
Thinking about it, the remaining students who couldn't help themselves didn't expect Bai Zian to give them the answer so easily, so they could only look at the boy with envy.
The feeling in my heart is hard to describe.
Tang Ming also started to pack his things and turned on his phone to see who had sent him a message.
When I logged into WeChat, I saw Bai Qian’s repost.
"Sister," he looked back at Bai Qian, "Why did you forward this to me?"
He thought Bai Zian's hands were slippery.
Bai Zian zipped up his zipper, lowered his voice, and said casually: "I registered it for you."
"What?!" Tang Ming didn't react.
He thought he heard wrongly.
"...Please keep your voice down," Bai Zian stood up, holding his backpack in one hand and holding his mobile phone in the other. He turned his face slightly to one side and lowered his voice again: "I said this quota will be given to you...get out first."
"Give me the admission quota at Jiangjing University?" Tang Ming was half surprised and two parts deliberate, "You said you wanted to give me the admission quota at Jiangjing University's preparatory camp?"
"Are you really going to give me your place in Jiangjing University Preparatory Camp?"
Bai Qian: "...?"
Tang Ming not only did not lower his voice...
He even repeated it three times!
Now, everyone in the lecture theater, including those sitting at the back, could hear clearly.
Even Chen Zhu, who was sitting there and wondering what he was thinking, heard it.
His fingers trembled and he suddenly looked up at Tang Ming.