After the Xueba character was exposed

"The card is put away, and you can just swipe it next time." The network administrator handed the card to Jian Yao, and then raised his hand to the front, "You choose an empty machine over there, and I will open it for you."

"Just the innermost one, No. 13?" Jian Yao didn't look back, and wasn't sure.

"Number 10." The network administrator said and operated on the computer, "Okay, the password has been sent to your phone."

After speaking, Jian Yao's phone vibrated twice, and a text message came from the top of the interface.

Jian Yao: "Thank you."

He turned his head and walked towards the corner of the Internet cafe, holding his schoolbag in front of him as he walked, and took out the weekly math test paper.

Jian Yao is a typical "forget after the exam" type of student, half of it is because of his self-confidence, and the other half is because his memory is really not very good.

So although he was very sure that he had done all the questions correctly, when Jiang Zhao said in the comments that he got the questions wrong, his first reaction was: What did question 12 talk about?

It wasn't until he saw the paper again and scanned to the beginning of the question that he suddenly realized: Oh, it turned out to be this question.

As the last question in the multiple-choice questions, the difficulty of this question is no less than that of the later questions, and even surpasses them. Moreover, it was asked by the devil teacher in the provincial experimental class, and he didn't intend to let the students get points.

For the 12th question in the parallel class, the teacher gave a plan to do the question in five to 10 minutes, and if you can’t do it, skip it and do something else first.

And even if you really want to do it, you can't do it in a satisfactory manner, because the questions are cumbersome and complicated, and it will take a lot of time to write it out, and it is not worth putting it on a multiple-choice question.

Jian Yao's solution to this question was tricky. He algebraically went in first to eliminate the two options, then calculated a little bit later, and then added a little inspiration for the question. It is generally not wrong to choose one of the remaining two options.

Maybe it's because he's used to self-confidence. He still didn't think he was wrong this time, even though this question was purely based on ignorance. Now when he saw it again, he realized that he was actually not sure about the answer.

He still remembers when he ruled out A and C, and then blinded B, if it was wrong, that means...

Y: Choose D?Why?

Jian Yao typed a comment to reply, sat on the seat and stared at the screen of the mobile phone for a while, and waited for the computer to turn on but did not receive a reply.

He pushed away the keyboard, first took out today's homework and threw it on the computer desk, then took out the pencil case, found a pen and scratch paper to solve the problem.

At that time, he chose Chunmeng because he felt that the question was very complicated to write. Now that he really deduced it seriously, he found that the question was really complicated.

This math teacher is even worse than the killer king. In the first weekly test of the second year of high school, there were such disgusting questions, and Jian Yao was a little stuck in the middle of it.

As much as he hates to admit it, he really doesn't seem to be able to do it.

He struggled with one step for more than ten minutes, scratching his ears and cheeks, when the phone screen turned on, and Jiang Zhao sent him a message, which was a picture.

Jian Yao clicked on the picture, and saw a page in neat handwriting, writing the detailed process of solving the 12th question.

"..."

Jian Yao was shocked twice in an instant, once shocked, and then flattered.

He was stuck on half of the questions that he couldn't solve, but Jiang Zhao solved it so easily?

Jiang Zhao...wrote the detailed process specially for him?

Jian Yao knew that his idea was absurd, but such a complete answer couldn't be written during the exam, if it was to sort out the questions, he wouldn't just write it on a piece of paper, and he didn't copy the questions yet.

Jian Yao exited from the picture and couldn't help typing to ask.

Y: Just wrote it?

Jiang Zhao: Exam

Oh.

Written during the exam.

……take an exam? ? ?

Others may not be able to complete the papers, but he can still take 12 questions as a big one? ?

Jian Yao felt that he was completely confused. He thought that when Jiang Zhao put down his pen, there was still half an hour before the end of the exam. Maybe he didn't check and used it to write this question?

Soon he felt that things were not as simple as he thought.

Y: ...Write it when doing this question?

Jiang Zhao: Yes

"……Hold."

This person is really a fairy, right?

Why is he acting like a real scumbag in front of Jiang Zhao?

Jian Yao felt that it was too pale to post "Awesome" in the past, and there was no emoticon package in WeChat, so he sent Jiang Zhao a bunch of original green cuff thumbs.

He clicked on the picture and took a closer look. Jiang Zhao's thinking was similar to his, and the first half of the process was also very similar, but he nimbly caught something he didn't expect.

Anyway, after reading the whole process of the question, Jian Yao was kneeling in his heart.

After solving this problem, the other homework problems in front of me are all gone.

Early on Friday morning, most of the class was discussing the weekly quiz intensely. The math representative went to the office several times, but returned empty-handed each time.

After a whole night, Zhou Xuanyi was no longer afraid of the answer, and Jian Yao felt that he probably lost his mind and broke the jar, otherwise he would not have dragged Jiang Zhao to the answer.

He had a paper in each hand, and his eyes scanned the two papers back and forth. After finishing, the expression on his face was suspicious of life.

"...Are we really doing the same set of papers?"

Jiang Zhao glanced down at the test paper: "Yes."

Zhou Xuanyi: "..."

The discussion on their side was not intense, Zhou Xuanyi was very peaceful, Jian Yao was watching the play with a bewildered smile, and the noisy voices came from the middle.

"The answer to this question is D, absolutely right." Liu Jiayi stood next to class monitor Xu Qing, pointing to the paper on her desk and said.

Xu Qing's voice was also a little excited: "You have to give a reason when you say it's D, right? Don't you also guess?"

"I'm the same as Jiang Zhao, I'll ask him later."

After speaking, Liu Jiayi took the paper and ran to Jiang Zhao's side: "Jiang Zhao, you chose D for question 12, right? How did you do it?"

Jiang Zhao turned around and rummaged in the bag for a long time, then turned back empty-handed and said, "I forgot the process at home."

"You..." Don't you have photos in your phone?

Jian Yao almost blurted out these words, but he bit his lip and swallowed them back.

Fortunately, the volume of his voice was not loud, and Zhou Xuanyi just spoke.

"Damn it, I'm actually right about this question." Zhou Xuanyi stared at her copper bell eyes, and was so excited that she sat up straight.

Liu Jiayi glanced at Zhou Xuanyi, as if he was dissatisfied with such a big movement, and cast a disgusted look under the thick glasses: "I was right, and I guessed right, but it's useless this time." , or not next time we meet."

These words sounded okay at first glance, but they were inexplicably uncomfortable. Jian Yao stopped turning his pen and glanced at Zhou Xuanyi, and Zhou Xuanyi's expression was indeed not very good.

"I fucking made it myself." Zhou Xuanyi slammed the paper on Jiang Zhao's desk, "You actually rely on guessing on this question? It's so simple, you're a bit of a top student."

Jian Yao, who guessed wrong by guessing at the side: "..."

Although Jian Yao was wrong, when he took the exam, he thought he would deliberately fill in the wrong answer, so instead he chose a D by mistake.

So he followed up confidently from the side: "Yes, I also made it, how about I tell you about it?"

After speaking, Jian Yao glanced at Jiang Zhao with some guilt, and just met Jiang Zhao's gaze, and instantly became even more guilty.

Don't be cowardly, Jian Yao, Jiang Zhao didn't know that he was the Caibi who watched his problem-solving process last night.

Jian Yao cheered himself up in his heart, and straightened his back.

Liu Jiayi suddenly became a little angry, more disdainful.

Jian Yao and Zhou Xuanyi, one is one in ten thousand years, and the other is hovering below the standard line. In his eyes, these two are just like grandstanding clowns.

So what if you can do this question?Isn't it just a few points in the test, and you are ashamed to talk to him about the topic?

He was still thinking about how to refuse, so he heard Jiang Dashen next to him open his golden mouth.

Jiang Zhao put down the pen, leaned back on the chair back, put his arms around and said, "Speak."

Liu Jiayi: "..."

Jian Yao: "..."

He also... uh, that's not what he meant.

"Actually, I can't explain clearly." Jian Yao pulled a professional smirk, and elbowed Xuanyi next week, "Sports Committee, you come."

In the end, the sports committee refused, and even gave Liu Jiayi a supercilious look: "I guess, no."

Jian Yao: "..."

Can you give me a face.

The scene suddenly became embarrassing, Jiang Zhao didn't say a word, obviously preparing to watch the play, Jian Yao and Liu Jiayi looked at each other, neither of them was going to speak first.

"Liu Jiayi, did you ask?" Xu Qing called back and waved to Liu Jiayi.

Jian Yao also looked over when he heard the voice, and met Xu Qing's eyes. Xu Qing's gesture of waving stiffened, she quickly dodged her eyes, and continued, "I seem to have made it, come and take a look?"

This yell was like the siren of an ambulance, Liu Jiayi responded and quickly slipped away.

They gathered together in front of them and started discussing. They don't know if they really made it, but Liu Jiayi probably won't come to Jiang Zhao again.

Jian Yao secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and slapped Zhou Xuanyi: "Don't you fucking know it? Trick me."

"I do, so I don't want to tell Liu Jiayi." Zhou Xuanyi's tone was disgusted, and she gave Liu Jiayi a middle finger, "Is the grade really good? I can't stand this kind of good grades and pretending to be...Jiang Zhao, I didn't mention you, you are really awesome."

Jiang Zhao, who was inexplicably blown again, did not change his face, picked up the pen again and began to write the paper from nowhere.

Zhou Xuanyi casually glanced at the paper and felt dizzy. After two seconds of silence, she couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me, Jiang Zhao, how many points can you get in this weekly test?"

How many points?

Jiang Zhao stopped writing, pondered for a moment, and before he could speak, he heard Li Gan, the math class representative, howling.

Holding the report card, he rushed from the back door to the front door like wind, and rushed into the classroom: "The weekly test results are out!"

As soon as he finished shouting, he was surrounded by a group of people in the corner of the podium.

Liu Jiayi was still standing beside Xu Qing, and shouted from a distance: "Brother Li, look at me and Xu Qing!"

"You are 141, Xu Qing is 135!" Li Gan roared in the crowd.

"Fuck, awesome!"

"Damn! Is this still a human??"

Several people in a circle also yelled, and turned their heads to look back. Liu Jiayi's smile almost reached the ears, and before he could speak, the group of people answered: "Damn, how did Jiang Zhao get full marks in the test?" from???"

Liu Jiayi: "???"

Everyone looked over Liu Jiayi whose smile was gradually stiffening, and landed on Jiang Zhao in the back row. Jiang Zhao wrote the question without raising his head.

What about the drop in grades? ? ?

When the answer sheet was handed out, Jiang Zhao himself was going to circulate the paper before he saw it.

When Jian Yao got his answer sheet, he folded it and threw it aside, then looked at the standard answers.

He shouldn't be able to lose points for the big question later...

But he was wrong on question 12.

Although the answer written crookedly is correct, but if he does it seriously, then this question will be wrong.

So he only has 145 points at most.

145 points, 5 points behind Jiang Zhao, one point overwhelmed 1000 people, five points one point, Jian Yao felt that he could not even see the back of Jiang Zhao's head.

He was depressed all day because of this, until Zheng Mengyang came to him after school at night.

After two days off on the weekend, Jian Yao decided to go back to live with his grandma and go to the hospital to see the specific situation, so he went to the subway station and walked along the road with Zheng Mengyang.

Zheng Mengyang held a stack of papers in his hand, roughly a dozen of them, and when he walked to the gate of the subway station, he solemnly handed it to Jian Yao: "Brother, it's up to you."

This is an extra weekend homework assigned by Zheng Mengyang's class. There are many and difficult questions, and it is incomparable with the workbook of the parallel class.

Zheng Mengyang would definitely not be able to do these questions. He used to ask Jian Yao for help, but they were all contacted by taking photos online, but Zheng Mengyang's father came back this week.

His dad is back, which means that Zheng Mengyang should not touch any electronic products before his dad leaves.

Jian Yao took the paper and said, "Then I will fill it out directly."

"Okay, you can fill in whatever you want." Zheng Mengyang finished speaking briskly, and then added, "It's that word, if you write it a little bit, you can read it a little bit, and it's about the same as mine."

Jian Yao thought that no one could recognize your words, but he still gave an OK sign.

When he got home, he took a shower first, then lay down in the small room he hadn't seen for a long time and checked his mobile phone for a while. At 10:30, he started to do the paper on time.

Jian Yao has been getting up from wherever he fell, and he just got frustrated in mathematics today, so he decided to solve his math homework first.

Zheng Mengyang arranged four half-page small papers for mathematics in his class, which happened to make up a complete large paper. He took an hour and a half for himself to do it.

One and a half hours is actually a bit urgent for Jian Yao, but thinking of Jiang Zhao spending so much time and getting a perfect score, Jian Yao doesn't want to admit defeat.

He wrote fast at a speed beyond the limit, completely forgetting what he promised Zheng Mengyang, and wrote a paper so that he wished he could directly recruit ghosts.

He was stuck in time to finish drawing four ghost charms, and then found the fourth multiple-choice question of the second one.

He was fooled by this question.

In addition to this, there is the last fill-in-the-blank of the fourth card.

He lingered on these two questions for 10 minutes and found that he couldn't write again.

In normal times, Jian Yao would not be too serious about questions that he really didn't know, and he would just take a photo and find the answer to understand, but today he really didn't want to take a photo to search for the answer.

The question he was not sure about Jiang Zhao could write the process clearly, so is it the same for these two questions?

But after all, this is still a homework problem for the experimental class, or something new, maybe he won't know it?

How awesome is he?

Jian Yao has never been afraid of anyone in terms of grades, let alone admired anyone, but when faced with Jiang Zhao, he suddenly felt a little uncertain.

Now he is very curious about whether Jiang Zhao will do these two questions, so he entered WeChat by accident, and when he recovered, he had stopped in Jiang Zhao's chat interface for an unknown period of time, and clicked on the small keyboard.

Jian Yao licked his lower lip, bent his legs and squatted on the bench, stared at the keyboard and typed the next line intently.

Y: In?Help me with two questions?