Chapter 642 Why do you force me to fill a cup? (Daily) 6300
Jianghai Puxi Senior High School.
This is a high school with a relatively long history. There are many ancient pines and cypresses along the sidewalks inside and outside the campus, providing large areas of shade in the summer.
Li Xiufeng was wearing a mask and a peaked cap, and he looked like a thief coming to the school gate. There were already many cars parked on the parking lot in front of Puxi High School today.
It has to be said that Jianghai key high schools like Puxi High School not only have strong teaching staff, but also strong student resources, which can be seen from the prices of the "scooters" at the door.
Times have changed, in places like Jianghai.
A poor family can produce a noble son.
But, it's difficult.
However, a family that occupies more social resources can easily cultivate a key high school top student who is both good in character and academics.
Li Xiufeng looked at this impressive school and couldn't help but think of his own high school. He felt that Jianghai was indeed not in the same dimension as the schools in the mountains of Sichuan and Chongqing.
After sighing a few words, Li Xiufeng suddenly made a bitter look on his face, and unconsciously thought of the call he received from his aunt this morning.
"I work overtime on weekends, Xiaofeng, go help me hold a parent-teacher meeting for Zi Lu."
"But..."
"It's nothing. Just go over there and listen to what the teacher has to say. Then come back and report it to me."
"But aunt..."
"Hey, it's okay. Just say he's her cousin. The teacher now is very open-minded."
"..."
Facing my aunt who is not on the same channel at all,
Li Xiufeng still couldn't say the words "But what should I do if I am recognized?"
Of course, in the style of my aunt Liu Jiahui.
If Li Xiufeng really said that, the other party would probably squint and say something like, "You really think you are leading a star."
The problem is that I am really a star now.
Li Xiufeng felt that he had to take some time to talk to his aunt, saying that his current status was no longer suitable for appearing in public.
It’s not that he’s afraid of being recognized and being disturbed, but he’s mainly afraid that his appearance will disturb the public, and he might have to post an apology on Weibo and occupy public resources.
It’s so uncomfortable!
Standing at the school gate, Li Xiufeng took out his cell phone and called Xia Zilu.
After asking about the classroom, he rubbed his stomach before he had time to have breakfast, and his eyes fell on a roadside stall not far away.
It has an internal smell.
Xia Zilu's high school in front of her was, in appearance, nothing like the high school in Li Xiufeng's memory in his hometown.
But the roadside stalls on the street opened not far from the school gate are completely different.
It was not the rush hour for school and school, and there were no people on the stall street. Li Xiufeng put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked over to order a pancake.
One minute's work,
The aunt spread it out for him skillfully.
Li Xiufeng took the hot pancake fruit, subconsciously took off his mask, and took a bite with a grin on his face.
But as soon as he took a bite, he suddenly realized what he was doing. Wouldn't this horse riding be exposed?
Li Xiufeng subconsciously lowered his head and pulled down his mask, and looked up at the aunt opposite him warily.
Rub rub rub—!
The aunt was holding two pancake shovels and cleaning the remnants on the pancake pan, but she looked at Li Xiufeng with some curiosity.
Sure enough, it was exposed...
Li Xiufeng sighed. He didn't expect that he had become so popular now that even the fifty-year-old aunt at the roadside stall in front of the school looked familiar to him.
Li Xiufeng coughed dryly and was about to say something.
But the aunt smiled evilly and waved her pancake shovel towards Li Xiufeng.
"Young man, you have been re-study for a long time, right? After eating, study hard. Don't be discouraged. I have seen aunts who have been re-study for eight years."
???
Li Xiufeng was stunned for three seconds when he heard this, and then he came back to his senses. The aunt thought he was a repeat student of this school...
Jianghai Puxi High School is a key high school, and students who failed the college entrance examination often find connections to join the "World War II".
It is normal for some people who are not studying in Yanda or Shuimu to work hard for a few more years.
The aunt is well-informed. Li Xiufeng laughed dryly and said when leaving, "It's okay, next year, no, you won't see me tomorrow."
...
Xia Zilu was a sophomore in high school last semester and will be a junior after the summer vacation. Li Xiufeng came this time to hold a parent-teacher meeting at the beginning of her senior year.
It is estimated that the school wants to communicate with parents to lay a foundation for communication in the final year of high school.
The new semester has just been divided into classes, and Xia Zilu’s class is Class 2, Grade 3.
When Li Xiufeng found the class according to the signs in the school, the classroom was full and there were a large number of people sitting there.
There are students in the front, and the parents of the students are sitting on the extra chairs in the back.
On the podium, there was an old man with age spots on his face and a pair of surprisingly thick reading glasses. However, his hair was meticulously taken care of, and he looked energetic.
Li Xiufeng, wearing a cap and mask, leaned over the window and took a few glances, and then he spotted Xia Zilu sitting in the third row in the middle of the class.
Xia Zilu seemed to be aware that there was someone outside, but although she usually drew pictures secretly, she was a good and silent girl in school.
She turned her head, but did not dare to speak.
His eyes drifted back, as if he wanted to signal Li Xiufeng to sneak in through the back door.
For most people in their school days, walking in through the front door in front of countless classmates during class is tantamount to an added form of torture.
Li Xiufeng had no such worries. He walked up to the front and knocked on the door.
When entering the door, Li Xiufeng took off his hat but did not take off his mask.
"Please come in."
The old man's voice inside was very lively.
After Li Xiufeng entered the door, he looked at each other.
The old man on the podium glanced past Li Xiufeng, then turned around and continued writing on the blackboard with chalk.
"Go back to your seat and don't be late next time."
Li Xiufeng was speechless. Hearing this tone, he felt that he was a student again.
Do I look so young?
There were so many people sitting below, so it was not the time to explain. Li Xiufeng responded and walked towards the back in a leisurely manner.
When passing Xia Zilu in the third row, Li Xiufeng tapped her table with the knuckle of his hand.
I have to say that this move is a bit "illegal" in high school. When a boy in the back row saw this detail, the surrounding area suddenly became "buzzing".
Xia Zilu is a budding magnolia in the class. She seems to have never had any contact with boys, but this does not affect the admiration of other boys in the class who are in love.
In just an instant, Li Xiufeng felt as if his back was being stared at by several eyes.
Xia Zilu, this silly girl, was stunned for two seconds, and suddenly her face turned red.
When Li Xiufeng walked to the back and found a seat to sit down casually without being with his parents, Xia Zilu, a girl at the same table, poked her.
"Zi Lu, is the boy wearing the mask just now in our class? He's so handsome. Hehehe, how do you know him?"
The girl on the other side looked back with some doubts and couldn't help but said:
"Wait a minute, but don't you think the boy who just walked over... looks familiar?"
Xia Zilu said nothing and looked down at the table.
On the podium, the old man seemed to pay attention to the buzzing below and the instigator.
He glanced at the boy who had randomly pulled up a seat in the back row of the classroom with a somewhat displeased look, labeling him a "problem student" in his mind.
The situation of the graduating class is more complicated, affecting the lives of many people. There are so many people teaching and educating people. The old people on the stage have seen this situation many times.
When he just turned around, he had already written his name on the blackboard.
Guan Pingchao.
Pushing up the thick reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, the old man said, "My name is on the blackboard. I have led the graduating class for more than thirty years. This year, you will be my last class."
"Starting from next semester, I will be your math teacher and the leader of the third-grade math group. If you have any questions in the future, you can come to the office and ask me at any time."
When the old man faced his parents earlier, he smiled and looked very elegant and easy-going.
At this time, it involves teaching issues, but when facing his students, he seems meticulous and has a very strict expression.
His teaching style seemed a bit old-school. As he spoke, he picked up the chalk, turned around and wrote a big question on the blackboard.
Faced with this kind of math teacher who would "take the test" on the first day of school if they disagreed, the students of Puxi High School showed excellent personal qualities.
Everyone didn't complain at all, they all immersed themselves in writing answers with "shua shua shua".
It can be written, written,
Someone put down their pen.
Although in a school like Puxi High School, you have basically completed all the high school courses in your sophomore year, the questions written by the old man are definitely not beyond the syllabus.
But the thoughts of everyone on the stage seemed to have reached a dead end. As they wrote, they lost their direction and could only look up at their tablemates with blank expressions.
"What kind of question is this?"
"I've never done it."
"I feel like the final big questions in the college entrance examination are not that difficult, right?"
"..."
I have to say that after being a math teacher for so many years, the old man is simply an experienced mobile question banker.
He used it as a question for a preliminary test at the beginning of school,
Of course it's a difficult problem.
To be precise, it is a difficult problem specifically for the top students in mathematics in the college entrance examination.
On the podium, the old man looked around the classroom, his eyes sweeping over the frowning and confused students!
I paused for a moment on the tall boy sitting in the last row who was doing nothing and wearing a mask.
Soon, he looked away again.
When the parents behind saw this scene, they were hoping that their children would be able to answer it, and they also started talking quietly behind them.
Most of the parents of Puxi High School have decent academic qualifications, and a small number of them graduated from prestigious schools.
"The child's father, do you know this question?"
"Let me see...it's a bit difficult."
"My dear, I just heard that you graduated with a double bachelor's degree. This question..."
"Hey, after so many years since graduation, I have given back all the math knowledge I had in high school to my teacher."
"That's it...coincidentally, so am I."
"..."
There is no way around it. High school mathematics is actually very difficult and cannot be understood by ordinary people.
Those questions that you couldn't solve in the college entrance examination will also be impossible to solve when you graduate from college.
...
Ahem——!
Suddenly, the old man on the stage coughed twice in a low voice.
He lowered his head and glanced at his watch, "Okay, it's almost time. Everyone should have an idea. Now I'll ask a few students to come up and answer the questions."
"Relax, it doesn't matter if you can't get the final result. Mathematics focuses on the process and the cultivation of logical thinking. Let me see your thoughts."
With that said, the old man picked up the roll call book on the table.
On the roll call book, behind each student's name, he wrote with a signature pen the student's math score for the final college entrance examination mock test last semester.
The top three students were all called up.
It is worth mentioning that when the first two boys were called and the third one called Xia Zilu, Li Xiufeng, who was sitting in the last row, looked at him in surprise.
He could probably guess that the old teacher in front of him was calling people based on ranking, but he didn't ask much about Xia Zilu's grades, he only knew that they were okay.
However, girls are generally weak in science, but I didn’t expect that Xia Zilu was also good at mathematics.
"Come on Zi Lu."
When Xia Zilu stood up slowly, Li Xiufeng said quietly.
His voice was very low and could only be heard by the people around him and in the aisles, but it still attracted everyone's attention. After all, boys in this key high school are relatively reserved.
Even if you really like a girl, doing this is a relatively low thing in their eyes.
Xia Zilu, who was shy by nature, did not dare to look behind her and walked to the blackboard with small steps and lowered her head.
She couldn't blame her cousin for taking time out to help her hold the parent-teacher meeting, so she could only complain that her mother, Liu Jiahui, was too busy at the wrong time and couldn't even come to the parent-teacher meeting.
When Xia Zilu picked up the chalk, the boy next to him who was wearing glasses and had a gentle temperament glanced at Xia Zilu, nodded and smiled at Xia Zilu.
Xia Zilu knew him and knew that he was Chen Fan, the top science student in the class.
In the mock test last semester, Chen Fan ranked third in the grade in terms of total score and ranked second in the grade with a score of 146 in mathematics. She was secretly the envy of Xia Zilu.
Jianghai High School's full score in mathematics is 150. Xia Zilu can only get around 140 when she exerts herself to the best of her ability. Normally, she is hovering around 135.
Her overall score was entirely based on Chinese and English.
On the other side of Xia Zilu, there is also a science major, Lu Yifa. He was ranked seventh in age last semester, but he is a bit shorter and his personality is a bit different.
When Xia Zilu came up, she didn't even make eye contact with him. Lu Yifa couldn't help but blush, and the chalk in his hand shook off some dust.
Hold on!
He said to himself, and then stared at the topic on the blackboard more seriously.
Lu Yifa's grades were not as high as Chen Fan's, and he was not as tall as Chen Fan, but this time he already had an idea.
I must answer this question today to make the girl in my heart take the initiative to look at me.
Seven minutes later...
Lu Yifa fell into his own logical paradox, staring blankly as he wrote most of the blackboard, and even occupied some of Xia Zilu's "territory" in the problem-solving process.
Where... seems something went wrong?
After struggling for a while, he turned his head stiffly, but his eyes lit up slightly.
Xia Zilu, who was next to her, couldn't continue writing after a few steps. She was looking down at the toes of her shoes.
Looking at the tall and handsome Chen Fan next to him, although his face is still calm, the slightly trembling chalk in his hand still reveals his innermost feelings.
Haha... Pretend, keep pretending for me!
Lu Yifa suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
If this question comes up, and the two people next to him have solved it, but he alone has not, then Lu Yifa may be infinitely depressed for a week.
But now, we are all the same!
Old Man Luo's question should be for those who are top at the Mathematical Olympiad, right?
Lu Yifa thought secretly in his heart.
"Okay, all three of you, go down."
At this time, the old man on the podium spoke.
The three people immediately put down their chalks with relief, turned around and lowered their heads and walked off the stage one by one.
Chen Fan is indeed the king of forcing.
When he got off the podium and passed by the girls' seats in the front row, he shook his head and said to himself, "What a pity. If you give me two more minutes, it should be almost solved."
Xia Zilu's head dropped immediately after hearing this.
She had no thoughts at all.
really,
Is this the world of top academics?
The three of them returned to their seats, and the old man on the podium coughed dryly, just when everyone thought they were going to comment on and analyze this question.
The old man's eyes suddenly turned to the last row of the classroom.
Sitting there doing nothing, Li Xiufeng never glanced at the blackboard from beginning to end.
"That classmate, do you want to come up and try?"
"ah?"
"When doing math problems, the most important thing is to dare to take that step."
"Uh, me?"
"If you don't take that step, how do you know you're not good?"
"ha?"
"..."
At this time, several boys nearby also started to make noises.
No matter whether it is a key high school or an ordinary high school, making noise in class is always a unique skill that students are good at.
Li Xiufeng scratched his butt and felt that today's parent-teacher meeting was a bit abstract.
I have never heard of parents asking for questions.
Could this be Jianghai's upper-class high school?
It was hard to reject the warm hospitality, but Li Xiufeng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
How could he, a student from a small county in the mountains of Sichuan and Chongqing, be admitted to a key domestic university like Jianghai University when he was so weak in both English and Chinese?
Why?
It’s all about perfect math skills!
Li Xiufeng has always had perfect scores in mathematics since he was in elementary school.
In the year of the college entrance examination, he scored 150 in mathematics.
Not because he scored 150, but because the full score on the test paper was only 150.
Later Li Xiufeng once lamented,
If the full score in mathematics is doubled and a 300 test paper is given, he might get into Yanda and Shuimu...
...
At this moment, under the gaze of everyone in the classroom and the parents in the back row, Li Xiufeng, wearing a mask, walked to the blackboard like a duck on the shelf.
"Dust allergy?"
On the podium, the old man suddenly asked.
"Uh, no."
Li Xiufeng said subconsciously.
The next moment, he reacted and took off his mask in a funny way.
At this time, he was facing the blackboard, with his back to everyone in the classroom. In this atmosphere and environment, no one could recognize him so quickly.
Li Xiufeng took the chalk and looked at the question.
I have to say, mathematics is something that requires a lot of talent. If you can do it, you can do it.
No, the same question, slightly changed.
Then you still don't know how.
Li Xiufeng glanced at the question, and then, under everyone's somewhat surprised gazes, he scribbled on the blank space in the middle of the blackboard where Xia Zilu had failed to solve the question just now.
Half a minute passed and Li Xiufeng dropped the chalk.
On the blackboard, detailed and clear problem-solving steps lead directly to the bottom result step by step.
There were only a few scumbags present, and they substituted Li Xiufeng's problem-solving ideas on the blackboard.
Everyone's expressions quickly changed from shock to confusion, and finally revealed their original expressions.
The parents behind also started talking in low voices.
"Whose child is this?"
"He's quite tall."
"He looks handsome too."
"..."
Xia Zilu opened her mouth and looked at Li Xiufeng's back in astonishment.
It turns out that besides painting, no, painting, my cousin can also solve math problems so well?
etc!
Something seems wrong!
Isn’t my cousin a professional player?!!
Xia Zilu's eyes suddenly widened.
On the podium, the old man has been engaged in teaching for so many years, and he has obviously experienced great storms.
He knows that the real math monster is never a good student who follows the rules.
Li Xiufeng can answer this difficult question.
It can be said that it was beyond his expectation, but it can also be said that it was still within his expectation.
"good."
The old man nodded calmly.
He didn't let Li Xiufeng go back to his seat. He just followed Li Xiufeng's problem-solving ideas and explained the problem to everyone. He quickly picked up the blackboard and wiped an empty space.
The next moment, the old man took out a book of exercises he had compiled from the black briefcase under the desk.
I flipped through a few pages of this exercise book, which is regarded as a "book from heaven" by ordinary students.
After he put it down, he turned around again and wrote the question on the blackboard. The question type and data had completely changed, but the question stems were somewhat similar.
This is going to be a question on the spot.
After writing, the old man handed the chalk to Li Xiufeng again.
"Try this question again."
Li Xiufeng, who was mistaken for a student, couldn't laugh or cry, thinking that he had become an expert at solving problems.
However, for people who are good at solving problems, doing problems can be addictive, especially the moment they solve the problem.
Four words, ecstatic.
Li Xiufeng took the chalk and glanced at the new questions on the blackboard.
Under the podium, Chen Fan looked at this question, lowered his head and wanted to write some ideas on the paper, but soon found that he had scribbled out one line after another, but could not write a single line.
This is the case for Chen Fan, who is in the second class of the third year.
Not to mention the other people in the classroom, they all looked scratching their heads at this time.
Lu Yifa's eyes were fixed on Li Xiufeng's back on the podium.
He took a few glances at the questions and knew he couldn't do it. The problem now was that man...
Suddenly, the man moved.
It still takes about half a minute.
The writing on the blackboard with neat fonts, line after line, and the intricate and detailed problem-solving process are once again presented before everyone's eyes.
In the last step, Li Xiufeng wrote the answer.
On the seat, Lu Yifa's Adam's apple rolled and he glanced at Chen Fan, who was not far away and looked pale.
Well, not bad...
...
On the podium, the old man who was always strict with his students and stingy with smiles showed a slight smile on his face.
"Not bad, what's your name?"
"Well, Li Xiufeng."
The old man flipped through the roster, as if he wanted to see Li Xiufeng's math test scores from last semester.
After a moment, he looked up in surprise.
"Huh? Not from our class?"
Hearing this, everyone in the classroom was also shocked. They had just been divided into classes this semester and were not very familiar with each other.
Li Xiufeng showed off his cards, "Okay, actually I'm not from this school."
"Then which high school around here are you from?"
The old man made up his mind to find the root of the problem.
He knew the difficulty of his questions, and it was rare to see such a good math talent.
"Jiang Da's."
"Jiang University...Jianghai University?" The old man was stunned, but still asked, "How old are you?"
"Well...freshman year...on break."
After Li Xiufeng finished speaking, he added, "Based on time, I'm almost a senior now."
"Suspension of school?" The old man was stunned.
At this time, Li Xiufeng also turned around.
Everyone under the podium looked at Li Xiufeng's back for a long time, and then looked at his profile for a while.
At this moment, I finally saw his whole face clearly.
After a short period of silence,
The next second, someone suddenly shouted.
"Damn it! Isn't this Brother Feng?"
"Brother Feng? Brother Feng from KG?"
"That's him! You can't go wrong with being so handsome!"
"Brother Feng, is this... a professional player on campus?"