Other students in the lecture hall began to pack their things and left with sad faces. It was obvious that the exercises left today were too difficult, and half an hour was not enough for them to draw the diagram for the first question.
Ning Xiao packed up his things as soon as he arrived and looked back at Bai Qian.
Bai Zian found the dispersion curve in Jiang Fuli's notebook and clarified the minimum deflection angle.
Slowly arrange the pen caps, books, and notebooks one by one.
Ning Xiao lowered his face and moved his pale fingers, as if he had the urge to help her sort it out immediately.
The two of them went out one after another, and Tang Ming also raised his head from the question. He quickly packed up a bunch of messy things, and his voice was slightly higher: "You two go first, I will be right back."
Next to me, Zhu Jiaren naturally didn’t understand the question either.
She pressed her forehead and stood up, packed her things and went back to the dormitory. She saw Tang Ming like this.
She raised her eyebrows, as if she wanted to smile: "No, Tang Ming, you didn't really do the questions she gave you, did you?"
The questions given in the training class were of such high quality that they couldn't understand them thoroughly.
If you still have time to read the questions given by Bai Zian, why not go home and study two more sets of ten-year simulations?
Tang Ming opened his mouth, "Actually, the question is quite valuable."
"Forget it," Zhu Jiaren carried her schoolbag behind her back and shook her head, "You can do it if you want to. Of course, don't blame me for not reminding you. It's a waste of time. Our performance in the training class will be recorded as usual."
Everyone knows what this training class is for.
The most important thing is to cherish the time in the training class while there are only a few days left.
**
Tang Ming catches up with Bai Qian and Ning Xiao.
Jiang He was still sitting in the inner corner of the milk tea shop waiting for Bai Qian, still playing with his Rubik's Cube.
Not to mention how shocked Tang Ming was when he saw what kind of Rubik's Cube Jiang He was playing, even Ning Xiao took a second look at Jiang He.
Jiang He never liked crowded places or strangers, so Bai Qian did not introduce Jiang He to the two of them.
After sitting down, she said nothing, but handed them the answers in her backpack.
These are the answers to the exercises Jiang Fuli left last time.
Ning Xiao took the answer, put aside today's exercises, and began to study the answers.
The answer was not Bai Qian's handwriting, but rather clear and distinct. Each handwriting floated on the paper, and most of them were replaced by symbols. He was a little suspicious that the person who wrote the answer might think the answer was too simple, so it was so scrawled.
Tang Ming took out the questions copied by Bai Zian from his backpack and casually looked at the answers Bai Zian gave them.
Because he actually felt that asking Bai Zian to talk to them about the topic was a bit fanciful.
I thought the previous question was a bit convoluted and had too many knowledge points, so I finished reading the first question.
Tang Ming, who was about to take a look, suddenly sat up straight, took out a pen and paper like Ning Xiao and started calculating.
Even though Tang Ming's grades were not as good as Ning Xiao's, he could still tell.
This question is more valuable than the electromagnetic question the teacher asked last time.
When Jiang Fuli arrived at the milk tea shop at nine o'clock, the two of them were still studying the question.
Someone has his own air conditioner, and as soon as he comes in, the temperature in the entire milk tea shop seems to drop two degrees.
When Ning Xiao and Tang Ming looked up, they saw a pair of cold eyes.
The milk tea shop is small, with a small square table for four people. In the past, Jiang Fuli sat opposite Bai Qian and Jiang He, but now there are more people sitting opposite Ning Xiao and Tang Ming.
Jiang Fuli glanced at Jiang He.
Jiang He paused, then silently packed up his things and sat on the table behind Bai Qian.
"What homework is left today?" Jiang Fuli sat down elegantly, wearing a neat black windbreaker and spotless. His long white fingers took the question handed over by Bai Qian.
He clearly didn't say anything else, and gave Ning Xiao and Tang Ming a greater sense of oppression than the head teacher.
"Optical crystal," Jiang Fuli knew after glancing at the question, and casually activated the skill towards the two people opposite him. "The first question can determine the propagation direction of e-light and o-light based on Huygens' principle. It can be seen at a glance.
,You two should be able to do it, right?"
Ning Xiao, the academic god of No. 1 Middle School, suddenly became a little silent.
Tang Ming, an ordinary academic master, dared not speak.
Jiang Fuli glanced over coldly and opened his mouth to say something.
Beside him, Bai Zian calmly took off the cap of the pen beside him and handed it to him.
She was still wearing her earphones and was memorizing words just now. Her fine hair crossed her forehead and she lazily supported her chin with one hand: "Teacher Jiang, I haven't learned much about dispersion curves yet."
Jiang Fuli withdrew his gaze from the two of them.
He took the pen and without looking at the question, he lowered his head and wrote a set of beautiful equations on the paper.
"The wave speed of a uniaxial crystal is very simple..."
Ming Dongheng, who was sitting next to Jiang He, looked at Jiang Fuli in disbelief. Not to mention him, Jiang Xijue, who was famous at Jiangjing University, was scolded by Jiang Fuli.
Why??
He admitted that Bai Zian was smart.
But those two things opposite her, what, what?
Ming Dongheng coldly withdrew his gaze.
The three people here listened very carefully.
Jiang Fuli did not directly write down the steps to answer this question, but instead analyzed all the principles, from shallow to deep. Ning Xiao and Tang Ming both held pens and listened while writing down the key points.
When he explained the topic seriously, his body became much less cold.
Bai Zian has the ability to remember images, so there is no need to write them down in a notebook.
She has been listening attentively. When she encounters professional terms, she will write them down in the small notepad prepared for Ji Heng, and prepare to randomly select one to talk to Ji Heng later.
It took nearly half an hour for Jiang Fuli to finish the four questions.
After finishing speaking, the other three people started to solve the questions according to their own understanding. Jiang Fuli said far less than what he said in the lecture, but he didn't say a word nonsense, and his analysis was very clear.
His explanation ability is such that even a scumbag in physics can completely understand it.
Bai Qian hadn't eaten yet at night. After Jiang Fuli finished speaking, she took her vocabulary book and went to have dinner with Jiang He.
Here Jiang Fuli was still sitting opposite Ning Xiao and Tang Ming. He put one hand on the table and lazily pressed a piece of tissue paper with his fingertips, "Do you have another member of your mutual aid group?"
It was really difficult for Tang Ming to speak when facing Jiang Fuli, so Ning Xiao nodded.
Jiang Fuli put the paper away, folded it carelessly, and put it into Bai Qian's black notebook. Then he looked at the two of them and said, "I don't want that member to know about today's events."
Ning Xiao and Tang Ming are both smart people, and they understand what Mr. Jiang means instantly.
"We understand." Ning Xiao agreed on behalf of Tang Ming.
"That's right," Jiang Fuli responded casually, got up and went to eat, "There's no need to let Classmate Bai know."
The topic was a bit difficult, and the three of them didn't finish it until eleven o'clock in the evening.
Bai Qian is still working on the questions. She has a lot of questions recently and she can't sleep. She often works on the questions until two o'clock in the night.
Jiang Fuli sat with a computer and processed documents.
Jiang He had already fallen asleep on the small sofa next to him.
After Ning Xiao and Tang Ming finished their exercises, they left the milk tea shop first and looked at each other.
These two people are so smart and yet so clumsy?
When Jiang Fuli was no longer in sight, Tang Ming asked Ning Xiao sincerely: "Who was that person just now?"
If he had had Jiang Fuli teach him since he was a child, his mother would never have to worry about him failing to get into Jiangjing University.
The better your grades are, the more you can understand Jiang Fuli's terror and turn difficult problems into the simplest explanations. Even the one and a half hour tutoring class at Jiangjing University every night is not as good as the ten minutes he lectures.
If he wants to go out to give a lecture, how many people will have to line up?
Ning Xiao shook his head.
"I finally know why the new classmates can enter the training class," Tang Ming sighed, "They are both quite scary."
Ning Xiao said nothing and just acquiesced.
"Hey, you're so lucky!" Tang Ming rubbed his hands.
**
The next day.
Lu Xiaohan and the study committee finally found the opportunity to talk to Bai Jian about the school anniversary.
Lu Xiaohan sat in front of Bai Xian, turned around, lay down on Bai Xian's table, and looked at Bai Xian without blinking.
"Performance?" Bai Qian wrote down a formula, raised his head, his almond-shaped eyes filled with surprise, "But my talents are average."
"It's okay," Lu Xiaohan hugged her arm, "Just stand on the stage and don't move. You are the signature of our Class 15! Okay?"
"..."
Bai Qian really felt that he was pretty average, but when he looked at Lu Xiaohan and other people's eyes.
She couldn't refuse, so she had to sign up for the sword dance.
"Sounds so cool!" Lu Xiaohan and the entertainment committee member were a little excited.
Bai Zian doesn't quite understand, what's so cool about playing swordsman?
Doesn’t everyone do this?
"Do you need me to borrow a venue for you to practice?" Lu Xiaohan said shyly.
"No, I have a training class in the evening," Bai Qian shook her head, something engraved in her bones, she emphasized again and again: "But my long sword skills were really average before."
"It's okay, it's okay." Lu Xiaohan shook his head.
She doesn't need Bai Zian to dance beautifully. Bai Zian only needs to stand on the stage and Class 15 will win: "Whenever you have time, we can take you to the stage to rehearse."
"Okay," Bai Qian pulled out the math textbook for the next class and lazily pressed the page she wanted to review with her fingertips. The large school uniform softened her overly bright eyebrows, "You guys prepare a handful for me.
Long sword."
Lu Xiaohan and the study committee member looked at each other and made gestures.
Then they wrote down Bai Qian's sword dance on the rehearsal schedule. There was no long sword in the school's prop room, so they had to go outside to customize one. They also had to prepare their clothes in advance.
The two of them wrote it down in their notebooks.
Six o'clock in the evening, training class.
The head teacher of Class 8 collected yesterday’s answers.
I started playing today’s video, which was still about physics. “Today’s screen recording is more difficult than yesterday, and it will become more and more difficult in the future. Everyone, be prepared.”
Basically, it has exceeded high school knowledge. The class teacher of Class 8 sat in the back and graded yesterday's questions while listening.
There are four questions in total, and most people only did the first two questions.
Until he turned to Ren Wanxuan's answer.
Ren Wanxuan wrote every question, except for the last question in general terms. In fact, it seemed obvious that someone should have written the answer process for her, but she didn't understand the last question.
The head teacher of Class 8 was stunned and just wanted to write "10" on his usual score.
He remembered something and took out Bai Qian's answer sheet again, answering each of the four questions.
The method was completely different from the answer he got. The head teacher of Class 8’s eyes lit up and he began to study Bai Qian’s answer, which was more detailed and clearer than the standard answer.
In fact, the standard answer is very simple. The first question only has one picture, but Bai Zian wrote a standard analysis next to it.
The head teacher of Class 8, who was confused at first, finally understood the question after reading Bai Qian’s answer.
He made up his mind.
Ren Wanxuan Chen said that he gave it eight points. The other two people in her group only wrote three questions, and he gave it seven points.
Bai Qianningxiao received 10 points, but Tang Ming's understanding was a bit poor. Although the answer to the last question was available, it was a bit vague, so he gave it 9 points.
The head teacher of Class 8 thought about Bai Qian's answer for a long time.
He asked Bai Qian last time, Ning Xiao and Tang Ming were paired with her, who benefited from it didn't need to be said.
At 7:30, the screen recording was finished.
Ren Wanxuan saw that the four of them still did not stay in court, and left the lecture hall with a very excited look on her face.
in the corridor.
The head teacher of Class 8 called Ren Wanxuan, "Classmate Ren."
Ren Wanxuan respects her class teacher very much, "Teacher."
"Well," the head teacher of Class 8 held Bai Qian's answer sheet in his hand, looked at Ren Wanxuan gently, and said, "Classmate Ren, I saw your answer and it was more standard than the analysis."
This answer was written by Dr. Gao and is a natural standard.
Ren Wanxuan smiled.
The head teacher of Class 8 changed the topic, "So, I want to give this answer to other students, is that okay?"
Ren Wanxuan stared at the head teacher of Class 8 and suddenly asked, "Including Bai Qian?"
The head teacher said nothing.
"Teacher," Ren Wanxuan felt even more depressed. She didn't know why, but every elder liked Bai Pian very much. She knew that Pian's grades were so bad, so she held back her sour tone, "We are going to conduct grading in the end, right? School. Can we ensure that the entire process is fair and just?”
"certainly."
"This analysis was obtained by Dr. Gao, who my family worked so hard to find. It is our personal ability," Ren Wanxuan said, "They want a clearer analysis, a higher score, and they can do it themselves." Find someone to help them solve the problem. This is truly fair and just, isn't it?"
The head teacher of Class 8 looked at her. He put away the paper in his hand and said for a long time, "Yes, I made a mistake. Indeed, this is only fair and just."
Ren Wanxuan looked into the head teacher's eyes and asked, "So, you won't give our analysis to anyone else, right?"