Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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Feng Yun's papers are the internal data of the textbook writing group, but unlike the internal data that students are chasing and admiring, this set of papers is used to test the difficulty.

Because it has only been 5 years since the college entrance examination has been resumed, no one knows what difficulty is the appropriate level of difficulty from top to bottom. At the beginning, the unanimous idea of ​​the question group was to be as simple as possible, but now, more and more students start Accept systematic education, start long-term review, and then use this kind of guiding ideology is no longer feasible.

As a result, the difficulty of the college entrance examination and the difficulty of teaching have gradually become a unified understanding. To what extent it can be improved, it is necessary to try in all aspects.

Because of this, since the middle of the decade, the college entrance examination has only appeared in large and small situations, that is, one year is easy and one year is difficult. This is an attempt by the writers. The average score of this year is low, and the next year will be difficult. One point, the higher the average score will reduce the difficulty.

As a local textbook compiling group, Feng Yun and others’ job is to guess the intention of the question maker, to judge the difficulty and scope of the question, if it is a bit more advanced, they can also try to influence the college entrance examination question maker. Because the candidate for the question is changed every year, if it is a strong teaching and research institution, it can take a whole year to guide the direction of the question.

Feng Yun's goal is not so long-term, but his textbook writing team still has to determine a difficulty range in order to compile relevant textbooks and exercises calmly.

At this moment, what Feng Yun brought out was a collection of test papers that the writing team thought was too difficult. Some questions that they think are too difficult should not appear, but are very representative or thinking in themselves, are concentrated in this test paper. This was originally a smooth job, but Feng Yun took it out to test Yang Rui.

The monitor Liu Shan, Li Xuegong and Xu Jing with the best grades in the class, and Huang Ren in the classroom were all called to do this set of test papers.

Among them, the happiest person is Li Xuegong. Before Yang Rui "opened up", he was a student of Xibao Middle School. He didn't have any hobbies on weekdays, just looking for questions and doing questions. Now there are free new questions on the table, like a foodie standing in front of a gourmet. Concentrate so that you won't run your saliva on the paper.

However, Li Xuegong's saliva remained for a few minutes.

After browsing the entire math paper, Li Xuegong was already dry.

What are these **** questions?

The lines of the three-dimensional geometry are chaotically like a group of quadrilaterals dancing a loyalty dance, and the graphics of the function are chaotically like leftover noodles. Trigonometric functions are either desperately long or short and impossible...

It took Li Xuegong half an hour to complete the first four short questions, and he was not sure whether it was right or wrong. As for the latter, he was really tired physically and mentally.

Questioning is also a very labor intensive task.

Li Xuegong was exhausted, not to mention Xu Jing and Huang Ren, both of them began to sweat on their foreheads. Squad leader Liu Shan was more calm, but her pen was similarly hesitant.

"Give me the next copy." Yang Rui suddenly put down the pen in his hand and pushed the paper out.

Several people looked at Yang Rui in surprise.

"The volume of questions in this paper is less than that of ordinary papers. I did it again, so I won't have to repeat it again." Yang Rui seemed to be humble in the first half of the sentence, but the second half was the opposite.

Liu Shan pulled his paper over in disbelief, and read it one by one.

Feng Yun coughed, stepped to stand behind Liu Shan, and put on reading glasses to look at.

Yang Rui didn't care about them, got up and took the physics paper and went on slowly.

For Yang Rui, the former gold medal tutor, the problem is like three meals a day. The bear children who come to the cram school will challenge the teacher one by one. If a batch is settled, there will be new bears. The child came to report.

With the reputation of being a gold medal, Yang Rui is naturally not good at his peers. As long as it is not a problem that deliberately bullies people like Mathematical Olympiad, he is very fluent in doing it, and it doesn't necessarily take more time than ordinary problems.

Feng Yun's papers were still shrunk, with only more than a dozen questions in total. Yang Rui did it unhurriedly, and by 30 minutes, they were all completed.

The physics paper is more sophisticated in thinking and problem-solving methods, and there is less to write. Yang Rui does it faster and faster, almost feeling like he can't stop.

The other students are more and more unwilling to write, looking left and right, just want to stop and forget.

Finally, Feng Yun finished reading the math papers, he took a long breath and said: "Okay, no need to do it..."

Li Xuegong was pardoned, Xu Jing stretched out even more carelessly, and shouted, "I am suffocated."

There was a small laugh from all around.

Zhao Dannian frowned, walked to Feng Yun, and asked, "Old Feng, how much is he right?"

Feng Yun handed Shi Cai's math test paper to him, saying, "All right."

Zhao Dannian was surprised when he saw the question. The difficulty of the test questions is very different from this time.

Zhao Dannian and Feng Yun looked at Yang Rui with strange eyes, while Liu Shan and other students looked at Yang Rui with strange eyes.

"Just got the hang of it." Yang Rui knew what they wanted to ask, and with a smile, he arranged the draft paper on the desktop.

"Then what's going on with your paper?" Feng Yun still wanted to ask this.

This time it was Yang Rui's turn to be strange: "When did I publish the paper?"

Feng Yun quickly took out a roll of newspaper from his briefcase, pointed to the outermost one, and asked, "You are the one who signed Xibao Middle School Yang Rui on the "High School Student Herald"?"

"it's me."

"So how do you say that you haven't written a paper?"

"Is an article written in the "High School Student Herald" a essay?" Yang Rui felt a little lost in the concept, and accidentally leaked it.

Feng Yun was naturally embarrassed when he said this. Yang Rui also secretly blamed himself: It's still careless, and you should be more careful when talking about things at night.

He was actually right.

According to the strict meaning, Yang Ruibiao’s small version of the article is really not a paper, but a related discussion. However, different eras have different requirements. There are few academic journals in the era, and many core journals in later generations. It hasn't started a publication now. In the eyes of Lao Feng of the Municipal Education Bureau, the national "High School Student Herald" is at a very good level.

But Yang Rui himself, just looking at its high cost of manuscripts, submitted an article.

He did not expect that an article on the answering skills of middle school mathematics would invite a middle-aged and elderly cadre.

For a long time, Feng Yun calmed down, and sat slowly facing Yang Rui, in a cordial tone, to the young man with big eyebrows and big eyes, and said: "Why are there so many articles all of a sudden? I counted. , It's over."

Yang Rui cooperated with a simple smile: "At that time, I didn't know how many articles could be reviewed."

He was telling the truth, but the reason was omitted.

Feng Yun smiled: "Surprised?"

"A little bit."

"How did you write these articles? How did you select the materials? How to write them? It took a lot of time." Feng Yun said in one sentence. When he wanted to come, Yang Rui was a high school student no matter how clever he was. Live to show off.

It's a pity that Yang Rui's psychological age has long passed the limit of a high school student, and he was alert just now. When encountering such problems, he is an answer: "I'm getting better."

Liu Shan laughed "pouch".

Zhao Dannian coughed vigorously and said, "Why don't you talk about it tomorrow, it's too late today."

After speaking, he took the reluctant Feng Yun back to sleep in a bed.

Before leaving, Zhao Dannian looked at the students engraved with wax paper, and was then dragged away by Feng Yun.

Nowadays, ordinary student families have solved the food and clothing problem, but it is impossible to say that those who want to read have books to read.

If students can earn a little extra income and lighten some burdens, fewer people will give up studying.

Feng Yun doesn't know how Yang Rui sells test papers every day, nor does he want himself or Zhao Dannian to know that this is the only law for an old athlete to maintain a healthy sports life.

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