Reborn to get the male god system, but transformed into a girl

Jiang Shi thought to himself that it was not good, pretending to be a bad guy was a problem.

Math competition is different from essay competition, it is a competition with real gold content breaking through the sky.

Pick anyone out at random, not to say genius, at least he is a math expert, the kind of person who usually does not score below 140 in exams.

In such a fierce competition, various colleges and universities also attach great importance to the awards of math competition.

Every year, high-scoring contestants in the provincial math competitions can basically receive olive branches from good universities.

As for those who can get a place in the national math competition, they are even more "crazy" among geniuses.

Of course, the crazy here refers to the fanatical love for mathematics.

At that time, it will be easy to participate in the Huaqing summer camp and enroll in the Huaqing School of Mathematics in advance.

Jiang Shi is now relying on his memories before rebirth, so he can be a little smart.

But if you really want to learn in depth, if you don’t have real materials and don’t burn brain cells every day, you will definitely give up in minutes.

Compared to the genius and the madman, she would rather be the one in the middle. The emperor sounds good...

And learning mathematics can easily lead to baldness!

Of course, if the system is more powerful, she can try...

But seeing that the system has no intention of assigning tasks, Jiang Shi still politely rejected Le Zhengzhuo.

There are so many roads in the world, and it is not necessary to take this road to Rome.

Le Zhengzhuo was not disappointed. He originally saw that Jiang Shi had some talent, so he asked more questions.

If the student did not have this idea, he would naturally not force it, and then let Jiang Shi leave.

But Jiang Shi was about to leave when he was held down by another person.

"Student Jiang Shi, are you free? The teacher wants to talk to you."

The speaker was English teacher Hua Moli. She and Le Zhengzhuo were separated by a row of seats, and she also noticed the situation here just now.

"Teacher Hua, do you have something to do with me?"

One wave has not yet subsided, and another wave has risen. Jiang Shi thought about the English test paper he had done seriously this time, and it might not be a failure.

When Jiang Shi came closer, Hua Moli found Jiang Shi's paper from a pile of papers on the table.

The score on it was exactly the same as the monthly exam, 96 points, not a point more or less.

"I want to ask, are you not used to my teaching method? Although your score has not dropped, many places, especially the grammar part of the multiple-choice questions, are the ones I emphasized in class, but you still made mistakes."

Hua Moli turned to the multiple-choice questions. The ten questions here add up to 20 points, and Jiang Shi only got four points in total.

It can be said that even if all the answers were C, it would not be so terrible.

The cloze test was also half wrong and half right. Fortunately, the listening score was almost full, and the reading comprehension score was also okay.

Otherwise, her total score would only be uglier.

"Or do you have any opinion about the teacher, so you deliberately did it blindly?"

Hua Moli's eyes are big, her eyelashes are long, and her eyes are moving, which makes Jiang Shi feel weak.

"No objection, Mr. Hua, you teach very well. I was too careless."

Miss Jiang stood at attention. She really didn't think of deliberately going against the teacher.

Although she felt that she was already good, the last score was basically all guessed, but this time she passed the test with her own strength.

There is still a big difference between the two.

After doing some "heart-to-heart" ideological work, Hua Moli finally let Jiang Shi go.

At this time, the bell for the next class had already rang.

Miss Jiang said "goodbye, teacher", and then she ran away from the office.

Mainly, other teachers in the office also cast curious eyes on her.

She felt like a rare species being watched by people.

The kind that would be caught and sliced ​​for research in the next second.

The next day, the scores of various small subjects came out one after another.

There were a total of nine test papers, which were quite thick when stacked together.

Jiang Shi scored 143 points in science, and her liberal arts scores were slightly lower, but still 132 points.

She scored 127 points in Chinese. The teacher who graded the papers was very ruthless this time, and the scoring points were very strict.

Some points were deducted for her reading comprehension and classical Chinese translation, but fortunately, her composition still passed with 50 points.

The total score of the nine subjects was 618.

If this is her college entrance examination score, she can already try some of the bottom 985 universities.

When Lao Zhuang posted the score sheet, Jiang Shi was relieved.

This time, she relied on the score of science and liberal arts to directly climb to the third place in the class.

She was also ranked 30th in the whole grade, and next time she can go to the same class with Bai Jingran to take the exam.

Bai Jingran firmly occupied the first place, and the scores in each subject were terrifyingly high.

Jiang Shi calculated that unless she could get 120 points in English, she would have a chance to surpass this little girl.

NoWhen some are happy, some are sad.

After the old Zhuang handed out the report card, many people were terrified. If they took the results home, they would at least be beaten up by the mixed doubles.

Then Zhuang Da's words were like a bolt from the blue, completely shattering the last bit of luck in these people's hearts.

"Take the report card and ask your parents to sign your names when you go back today."

Then he told Bai Jingran: "The monitor will collect it tomorrow morning and remember to count the number of people."

Shen Qing sighed as he looked at his total score of 4.

"Brother Ma, aren't you afraid of being punished when you go home?" Glancing at Ma Lei's score, it was almost the same as his.

"Sign it yourself. I did it in junior high school." Ma Lei was not panicked at all. He did this kind of thing a lot.

"This method is not bad. Can't the teacher really see it?"

"Unless the old class teacher talks to my dad face to face, he won't find it."

Ma Lei said, and signed his name on the report card casually. The handwriting was elegant and looked very skilled.

"Great." Shen Qing gave a thumbs up, but he was worried that he didn't imitate well, so he gave up.

After school, Jiang Shi found that Ji Han was the only one at home.

"Where are my parents?"

"Working overtime." Ji Han was doing his homework seriously this time, contrary to his usual behavior.

Usually, this kid would have gone out to surf the Internet.

"Sister, I haven't eaten yet." Ji Han looked at Jiang Shi eagerly.

"Wait, I'll cook for you." Jiang Shi walked to the kitchen. Sometimes when her mother worked overtime, she would take over the task of cooking.

Thinking of the dishes Jiang Shi had cooked before, Ji Han couldn't help but shudder.

"Sister, there's a new rice bowl restaurant downstairs. Let's go eat there."

In order to avoid eating Jiang Shi's dark cuisine, he rarely used a begging tone.

Jiang Shi took out some vegetables and a few eggs from the refrigerator.

"It costs money to go out, and there are so many dishes at home that haven't been eaten yet." Jiang Shi put on an apron and prepared to cook her specialty.

Spicy shredded potatoes and fried eggs with tomatoes, but Chef Jiang’s special version.

She thought it tasted good.

Ji Han wanted to struggle a little more.

Jiang Shi put his hands on his waist, a little angry: "Do you want to eat it? Otherwise, I will make you fried shredded potatoes with ginger next time."

This brat is still picky.

"No, no, I will eat it, I will eat it, isn't it okay..." Ji Han wanted to cry but had no tears, so he could only succumb to Jiang Shi's tyranny.

"That's right." Jiang Shi smiled and nodded, and started to heat the oil.

Ji Han stared at Jiang Shi's back, as if he saw a large piece of ginger. It seems that he can't escape today...