All-round mathematician

Chapter 112 Chapter [-]

It was still that gray and white travel trolley case, dragged across the campus of Aurora High School with creaking creaks.

The last exam was over yesterday. After a night of rest, Yang Fan regained his energy. After nine o'clock, he received a call from Feng Yao.Pack your things and prepare to leave.

At the school gate, Feng Yao stood calmly, when a familiar figure appeared, he smiled slightly.

Yang Fan saw his teacher, and at the same time noticed a black suitcase at the latter's feet, and a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in his heart.

"That box belongs to my family? Teacher Feng is carrying it. What is it for?"

Feng Yao took the handle of the trolley case, pulled up the case on the ground with his toes, and said, "Let's go."

"Let me do it." Yang Fan felt embarrassed, how could he do this, he was empty-handed, it was too much.

"Follow." Feng Yao took the lead in thinking forward.

Walking more than 1 meters from the school gate is the main road. Yang Fan followed behind him. He wanted to ask questions about the black box several times, but he swallowed his words.

Feng Yao, who was walking side by side, saw that the students were full of doubts, and said, "This is your change of clothes. I will take them for you. In April, when the season changes, thick clothes can be reduced."

"Where... is this going? Why do you have to bring so many clothes for two or three days?" The premonition became stronger, and Yang Fan understood a little bit.

"Let's not talk about this first, let me ask you, how is Orsay? How do you feel?" Feng Yao didn't pay much attention to this, and asked casually.

On the side of the road, there was a lot of traffic, luckily, as soon as we arrived at the three-fork intersection, a taxi with red and yellow grids came, Feng Yao beckoned from a distance, and the car stopped immediately.

Putting two big boxes into the trunk, Feng Yao said, "Get in the car."

After the two sat down in the back row, Yang Fan closed the car door, continued the topic just now, and said, "The competition is okay, except for the difficulty on the first day. The rest of the time is purely a sea of ​​questions, which is not interesting at all."

"How's the result?"

Feng Yao has already arranged the way, even if he loses the election, Yang Fan will still be included in Mizuki.

"Good luck, the total score is the first. The next report will be in June, and I will participate in the World Olympiad in July."

Looking back on his life for so many days, Yang Fan felt that it was hell. He had never hated mathematics so much. If he came back for two or three months, he thought he would rather give up than join the team.

When a subject does not feel fun, this step has reached its peak.Those WCG e-sports professional players were also interested in the initial stage. When the interest turned into repetitive work, they probably felt sick when they saw the computer.

Feng Yao felt the same way, and said: "I experienced it back then, and I understand how you feel. It's just that when the students in the training camp are working hard, the atmosphere of scrambling to be the first will inevitably involve myself. When it comes to the last step, no one wants to give up."

"That's it, those students are not easy, they are much more serious than me." Yang Fan would hang out in Aurora every afternoon, not only to save his brainpower, but also to stay away from that atmosphere.

"The mentality is good. At that time, I adjusted it for half a month before relaxing the broken string."

Feng Yao waited at the school gate for more than 20 minutes, and met several students who were leaving the campus. When the parents saw their children coming out, some of them burst into tears.

In one month, some students lost more than [-] catties, their cheeks were sunken, their eyes were dull, and they were a little swaying when they walked.

This is not an exaggeration at all, for the honor, for the advancement.

These students have been academic masters since they were young, very self-conscious and unwilling to admit defeat.Holding his breath, he wanted to suppress the others.

Feng Yao is very happy, his student is still courageous, but he looks a little tired.Compared with others, it is much more colorful.

During the training in the past few months, Feng Yao deliberately slowed down the pace. To become a mathematician, he does not rely on doing problems, but cultivates mathematical concepts.

He is thankful for the way he is, while also testing the methods of teaching.

"You also saw the box, today we are flying to the capital, you go to Shuimu to listen for a while." Feng Yao said.

The news was so sudden that Yang Fan couldn't react. Is this step too big?

Could it be that he can't be considered a high school student anymore, those classmates, those partners, and his girlfriend...

"This..." Yang Fan was unwilling.

"You don't have to stay until the summer vacation. If you want, you can come back on May [-]st. If you are interested, then stay, but for the next month, you have to attend the audition. This is for your own good."

Feng Yao had already contacted him before the winter vacation. It happened that a fellow student he knew was leading the freshman math class. He talked about it in advance and passed it smoothly.

"Teacher Feng, I think the pace is still too big, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up." Yang Fan hesitated, and expressed his thoughts.

"Yang Fan, I have always felt that you are taking too much time. Have you heard Tao Zhexin's name?"

Speaking of this name, Feng Yao frowned greatly. He and Tao Zhexin were not much different in age, so they were regarded as the same generation.Comparing the two, the firefly is different from the sun and the moon.

Anyone who plays mathematics will know this name. The winner in life is simply the son of the plane, and he has gathered the luck of the century in today's mathematics.

Participated in the International Mathematical Olympiad at the age of 10, 11, and 12, and won bronze, silver, and gold medals.

At the age of 31, he won the Fields Medal for the highest achievement in mathematics and became famous all over the world.

Yang Fan is depressed. Compared with the son of the earth, he lacks confidence. He must be a guy with a system cheat.

"I know this. He has been gifted since he was a child. I feel that it will take some time."

"I don't want you to compare with him now. I'm more optimistic about your achievements ten years later. Now, just to tell you, you don't have much time."

Feng Yao understands the sourness of many mathematics professionals when they mentioned that name. Their peers were beaten and beaten, and the younger generation has not exerted their strength. Naturally, the difference is even worse. Seeing that you have been playing crazy recently, you are like a duck to water in high school. Anyway, you are the first and second no matter how you mix, so there is no need to work hard."

"Now tell you, your idea is completely wrong. Mathematics from elementary school to high school is called low mathematics, and it is called advanced mathematics in college. It is not the same level at all, and the difficulty is infinitely sublimated. For example, a paper with a full score of 150 , top-notch students get more than 130 points in the test, and many of them can only pass in the university. You can think about the difficulty here for yourself."

Damn it, Yang Fan was a little shocked, with a score of more than 130, he must be a top student in school, how could there be such a difference.

The students were overwhelmed, Feng Yao smiled, the pressure and motivation were lacking, it must be wrong to lose the will to go in just at the beginning.

"In college, there are only two kinds of students who study mathematics. The more they listen, the better they feel, and the more they study, the more wonderful mathematics becomes. The other type is always worried about what they don't understand. Seventy to eighty percent of them are this type of students. Middle class, very few."

It's so perverted, Yang Fan complained, mathematics is so difficult?
(End of this chapter)