My superpowers are refreshed every week

【Yuan'er! No! How could the person who surpassed Tang Siwen be you! 】

[Stop embarrassing yourself, you are already crazy! 】

[The big deal is that there will be no punishment, so don’t go! 】

"Ah?" He Sijiao's reaction was more genuine. She poked Zhou Fu in front of her and asked in a low voice, "Is he the anonymous one? Did you copy it for him?"

"How could I not be as high as he was when I copied it for him..." Zhou Fu smiled awkwardly, and then added, "I'm only at a level of over 120 points."

Zhou Fu's total score is over 580, which may be okay in this class, but in the eleventh sect where there are so many strong people, she seems to be quite ordinary.

Originally, she could enter Class 3. It was not as she said that Class 2 and Class 3 had no places left, but there was an unspoken rule in No. 11 Middle School - the scores of transfer students were ten points higher than the average score of the class. .

Each class is divided equally into 648, and no related households are allowed to use the back door.

The average score of the second class is 610. Related households can leave, but their scores must reach at least an average score.

The average score of the three classes is 598, and the normal score is 608. There are a lot of students in this class, and the minimum score is more than 580 to enter.

She could have been transferred in, but her grades were basically at the bottom. As long as she took one exam, she would soon be recognized as a related household...

Therefore, Zhou Fu asked her mother to enter the school through the normal process, and then she was assigned to Class 18, which was in the bottom three in science.

Of course, Eleventh Middle School was on the fringes of a prestigious school, and with her grades, she was not considered a top student.

Tang Siwen is a full thirty points taller than him.

In fact, if possible, she would like to transfer to a worse school and a worse class, so that at least she can still have the label of 'academic master'.

Tang Siwen was also unsociable like himself, but she seemed to be... more popular.

[It’s Chen Yuan who stole someone’s sausages and almost ate my steamed buns! 】

Seeing Chen Yuan walking towards the podium, Tang Siwen straightened his body alertly and looked very serious.

No, just make a note of it after eating your buns.

Why do you keep talking about this when you haven’t eaten?

The little fairy is really a shrimp head.

"Anonymous, 140 points." When he handed the paper to Chen Yuan, Lao Mo glared seriously, "You did a good job, don't write your name in the college entrance examination."

Yes, yes, you are right.

"My interest, Chen Yuan is 140, higher than Tang Siwen."

“It’s so hard to reach 120 before.”

"Could it be that this summer vacation was a bad one?"

"It's a bit weird, maybe it's cheating."

Everyone was truly shocked. After all, the throne of number one in mathematics was basically monopolized by Tang Siwen and had never changed hands.

As for Chen Yuan, let alone challenging Tang Siwen, he had never even entered the same realm as him.

Chen Yuan, the power of numbers, third level! Level: Low.

Tang Siwen, the power of numbers, nine sections! Level: Advanced.

"Your mother, betrayal... betrayal..." Biting the collar of his school uniform, Zhou Yu almost choked, thinking too much that all this was not true.

"Zhou Yu, 89, you don't need to eat dinner tomorrow. Those who failed can only eat 5.9 points to be full."

I really hope all this is not the real X2.

"Tang Jian, 108."

"Li Youyou, 94, has regressed by almost 20 points, almost worse than Zhou Yu."

"Zhou Fu: 126."

…

…

After the test papers were distributed, the grades of the students in the class were not bad. They could only be said to have performed normally. Of course, no matter how well he did in the exam, Lao Mo would say the phrase "Why are you laughing? You must have done well in the exam" in a weird way, because this sentence is a directional skill, used to beat those students who did not perform well.

As for his 140 this time, Lao Mo also gave affirmation.

[As expected of a girl from No. 4 Middle School, she was able to teach Chen Yuan to this score]

No, it must be Xia Xinyu?

Look at me more, Lao Mo!

"Brother, remember to change into something more energetic when you go back to the dormitory. Find your ID card in advance."

When passing by Zhou Yu, Chen Yuan reached out and patted him on the shoulder. At the same time, his eyes revealed three parts of sarcasm, three parts of sarcasm, three parts of sarcasm, and one part of sarcasm, which completely crushed Zhou Yu's camel to death.

"Woooooooo..."

Scoring 89 points in the test was considered disappointing, but he really didn't understand how Chen Yuan improved so quickly?

There is only one truth - the little cook in No. 4 Middle School teaches him math step by step every night.

Thinking about it this way... I feel even more desperate.

"That's amazing, 140 points." After Chen Yuan took the position, Zhou Fu silently applauded and praised.

"It's okay, it's okay." Chen Yuan clasped his fist in concession.

"But why didn't you write your name?" Zhou Fu asked curiously.

"It was deliberately foreshadowed to create this effect."

"Then why did I see your legs shaking when Teacher Mo scolded you..."

"Okay, skip this topic."

Why do you choose this kind of thing to pay attention to?

Are you a source batch?

"The results are out, and there are more people in the 120th grade. But think about it, if you get those lost points, wouldn't you be at least 130th?"

"You can take a look at Zhang Zhuo's test paper. He didn't lose a single point in his basic score. This is called a solid foundation."

"Everyone said that the questions this time were difficult, but are you the ones who are difficult? The basic questions are still very basic. The real top question, the second question of 21, only Tang Siwen answered almost correctly. Let's go and watch it during the break. Let’s see how others do it.”

"Also, give special praise to one person."

At this point, everyone turned their attention to Chen Yuan, but Lao Mo didn't look at him at all. He didn't look away like he was praising Tang Siwen. Facing everyone, he said: "Chen Yuan's last exam, which was the final exam of the first semester of high school, only scored more than 100 points. But this time, he scored all the basic questions, even the second question of 21 , I also tried the challenge and got two process points.”

"What does this mean?"

It shows that labor and management are awesome.

"It shows that hard work can make up for weakness."

What the hell are you...

Chen Yuan almost used Dust Escape on Lao Mo.

"There are also day students in the class. You usually go home after school. Without the supervision of teachers, some students even live in single apartments, and parents cannot supervise you." This time, Lao Mo glanced at Chen Yuan , and then continued, "Learning is for yourself."

Lao Mo is right about this.

Even Chen Yuan recognized it.

Lao Mo superficially understood his progress as being independent and diligent.

But Chen Yuan also knew that before he met Xia Xinyu, he was indeed able to deal with himself.

But now, even the most disgusting English can be learned.

Of course, he is not very good at this way of talking yet.

"You study by yourself and correct your mistakes." After Lao Mo finished speaking, he walked out of the classroom with two exercises and shouted at the same time, "Chen Yuan, Tang Siwen, come out."

"Brother, if he tortures you, is that cheating? Just do it. Wuwuwu..." Holding Chen Yuan's hand, Zhou Yu burst into tears.

"Get your ID card ready for brother."

"Ooooooo, okay brother."

Chen Yuan left the classroom and closed the door behind him.

"Why do you close the door? Open it." Lao Mo glanced at it and said.

"Oh...I thought you were going to turn on a small stove for us."

"Tsk." Lao Mo almost wanted to give Chen Yuan a slap in the face.

Why are you poor?

What does it mean to open a small stove?

"The principal got this specially from No. 4 Middle School. Don't spread it around. Do it yourself. If you don't understand, come to me. You two can also communicate with each other."

Lao Mo handed them two copies of Mathematical Olympiad exercises and lowered his voice.

"Why isn't he from our eleventh middle school?"

"Where does such a strong sense of school honor come from? Can Eleventh Middle School compare with No.4th Middle School?"

Lao Mo is a pure treacherous person. The moon of the four sects is rounder than that of the 11th sect, right?

"But Chen Yuan is a day student, how can I communicate with him?" Tang Siwen asked puzzledly.

What she was referring to was self-study in the evening, because all the day students in the class had gone home at that time, so if it was exchange learning, students could change places. But Chen Yuan is also a day student, so in those two most important hours, the two of them are not compatible.

"You can do it during lunch, or between classes. If you think you don't have enough time..." Lao Mo coughed twice and said in a low voice, "You can also contact me on QQ."

"I see."

Tang Siwen nodded, expressing understanding.

Then, Lao Mo turned his head again and prepared to lecture Chen Yuan.

However, before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Chen Yuan stretching out his hands in fear, as if to block something.

Turning his head, he saw Tang Siwen taking out his cell phone halfway from his trouser pocket: "I haven't added Chen Yuan yet..."

"Um?"

Looking at Chen Yuan who hurriedly blocked his hand, and then looked at the head teacher who turned his face mechanically as if he was fighting something, Tang Siwen slowly raised a question mark.