They all said the school grass likes me

When Zhou Yu looked up and saw the stands of the attached middle school, he was stunned for a moment.

Because among the six fan-shaped stands of the six schools, only the stands of the attached high school are colorful.

It feels like everyone else is here to attend a serious meeting, only the people from the attached middle school are the same as watching a concert.

This distance is actually not very clear, but Zhou Yu still saw the highest point of the stands, on the big red banner, the extremely eye-catching words "Yuyu fly with confidence, the attached middle school will always be with you".

……

If it wasn't for noticing that the camera was slapping his face on the projection screen, and he needed to maintain a handsome demeanor, he would definitely cover his face.

"Don't you think pretty boy looks good no matter what? If I say I don't think you will beat me up?" Tong Qing looked at Zhong Yue in shock.

"No." Zhong Yue smiled, "I'll just express my feelings to you."

"Actually, I think Xiao Zhou is quite nice." Tong Qing lowered her voice and said, "But don't you treat him too kindly?"

Zhong Yue gave him a sideways glance: "Your cheers are not positive enough."

"...day." Tong Qing angrily raised the small flag in his hand and waved it wildly for several rounds, "You just treat him too kindly."

"He goes to school alone in other places, why don't we show the friendship of the landlord." Zhong Yue said while waving his hand, "I am the big brother of the school, of course I have to take him, not to mention that my father and his father still know each other .”

"Ah? Your dad and his dad still know each other?" Tong Qing was stunned.

It was only then that Zhong Yue remembered that he hadn't told Tong Qing and the others about this.

"Yes, I know." He said simply.

"Oh—so, the Xueba brother you met before is Zhou Yu?" Tong Qing suddenly realized after hearing this.

"Correct answer." Zhong Yue snapped his fingers.

Unconsciously use the tone of showing off.

"Then did you change your WeChat account for nothing?" Tong Qing asked, "Yibo Yuntian 123?"

Zhong Yue: "..."

Fortunately, at this time, the host lady announced the start of the game and rescued Zhong Yue from the sudden mental collapse.

In order to ensure that everyone gets the questions at the same time, the competition questions are given in the form of a projection screen. The teacher sends out the answer sheets first, and can directly raise their hands to signal after completing the questions.

When draft papers were handed out from table to table, the tension of the competition finally came to the fore, and people from other schools began to shout out to their classmates.

The camera is often shown to a boy in Huaiyuan. That boy is probably of a very high level. Every time the camera is shown to him, there is a burst of cheers.

In addition, the photographer also prefers Zhou Yu, probably because of his face. Every time Zhou Yu's big head close-up appears on the screen, Zhong Yue stares at it, and Tong Qing shakes his head frantically and sighs.

"You don't wear such a cover to cover people." Tong Qing said, "Brother, I'm serious with you."

"What?" Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows.

"I'm sure there's nothing wrong with it. I really like pretty boys." Tong Qing lowered her voice, "But Akang doesn't quite understand. He has complained to us several times in private and thinks you are biased."

"Oh." Zhong Yue remembered that Chen Ankang chatted with him several times in private, and felt that he was too nice to Zhou Yu and neglected his brother, and his tone was faintly resentful.

He also knew that Zhou Yu was a beautiful and popular top student that Chen Ankang didn't like very much.

Zhong Yue smiled nonchalantly: "I want to play with him, but can't I play with him?"

"That's right." Tong Qing thought for a while, and said worriedly, "But Akang..."

"He thinks if he can figure it out, and I can't help if he can't figure it out." Zhong Yue said, "I mean enough to him, don't I?"

"Yes." Tong Qing sighed.

"The first question—" The countdown flashed briefly on the screen, and then a long question appeared on the projection screen.

There was a burst of "wow" exclamation at the scene, and the 30 contestants bowed their heads to count at the same time. Zhong Yue tried to read the questions and found that he couldn't even read all the special letters in the questions.

"Hey, what's the level of Liangzi here?" Tong Qing asked.

"I don't know." Zhong Yue said.

Now there are two opinions about Zhou Yu's level. One is that he made it to the final with an average level, and the other is that he actually got a very high score in a previous internal test.

People from both factions swear, Zhong Yue went to ask Zhou Yu, but Zhou Yu continued to say "I don't know either."

As for Zhong Yue's own judgment...

Is it possible for him to judge a question of this difficulty?

"It doesn't matter, what about the handsome boy, we all... Hey, raise your hand, raise your hand!" Tong Qing shouted, and almost at the same time, all the audience in the stands exclaimed.

The Huaiyuan student who took many shots and Zhou Yu raised their hands almost at the same time.

The teacher went up to the answer sheet, got the answer right, and then in the split-screen area on the right of the question, the order of the 30 names changed instantly.

1. Jiang Yuheng, score 30*0.05=1.5

2. Zhou Yu, score 29*0.05=1.45

The answer is correct, Zhong Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and the stands of the attached middle school waved their flags and shouted frantically. In the camera, Zhou Yu still had a calm expression on his face, without squinting. The oblique angle of the camera led to the lights on the dome of the auditorium, and a halo fell on the tip of his small nose. .

"Amazing!" Tong Qing grabbed Zhou Yu's arm and shook wildly, "Just a few seconds slower than that person!"

While talking, finally a third person raised his hand, that is a student from Experimental Middle School.

The teacher received the card in the past, and after a few seconds, the score was refreshed.

3. He Fei, score 0

"I guess I did something wrong." Tong Qing said in a low voice.

Zhong Yue nodded.

In the camera, He Fei was full of annoyance, and there was no sound in the stands of Experimental Middle School. Siming Middle School and Experimental School next to him had always been competitors, and now there was a wave of booing.

"What does this multiply by 0.05 mean?" Tong Qing didn't understand.

"It seems to be weighted." Zhong Yue said.

"What do you mean by weighting?" Tong Qing asked again.

Zhong Yue couldn't explain clearly either, so he could only say, "Just look at the total score."

After choosing four questions, Jiang Yuheng ranked first with a score of 6, and Zhou Yu ranked second with a score of 5.8. Because the difference in scores after weighting multiple-choice questions is actually very small, everyone knows that the main event is yet to come.

"Thanks to this competition system." Tong Qing sighed, "otherwise, no one would understand."

"Yeah." Zhong Yue replied very perfunctorily, but his eyes were still on Zhou Yu.

When it comes to answering questions, because it depends on the steps, it is impossible to make random judgments like choosing to fill in the blanks. After everyone collects the papers, they will send out the next one, and at the same time, the teachers collectively judge the previous one.

When closing the test paper, the expressions of those who made it and those who didn't make it were obvious, but Zhou Yu...couldn't tell whether he did it or not, his little face was as cold and indifferent as ever, Zhong Yue felt that he must have done it of.

Answering the second question, Zhong Yue still kept staring at Zhou Yu.

The stand was at a high angle, and his face could not be seen. Zhou Yu's hair was chestnut in the sun, looking fluffy, and he could vaguely see a small and beautiful tip of his nose.

When he was doing the questions, he also sat upright, with a straight back and a slight sinking of his thin shoulders.

"Amazing!" Tong Qing yelled again.

Zhong Yue was stunned for a moment before he realized it, and looked at the split screen, only to see that the first question of the answer had already been scored.

On the big screen, Zhou Yu's ranking came to the first place, dragging the No.2 Jiang Yuheng by 0.1 points.

But this is his overtaking on the premise of being 0.2 behind, so Zhou Yu did a good job on this question, but it is probably the first mistake.

"Strong!" Zhong Yue immediately shouted along with the crowd who were already cheering and waving the flag, and only after he finished shouting did he see Tong Qing staring at him strangely.

"Co-author, didn't you see the scoreboard for the first time?" Tong Qing asked.

"Ah." Zhong Yue said.

"Then why have you been staring there?" Tong Qing asked.

Zhong Yue paused for three seconds: "You don't care about me."

Zhou Yu took the lead with one question, Huaiyuan seemed to be dead, and there was silence.

But immediately after the next question, Jiang Yuheng evened the score again.

Jiang Yuheng overtook it, and Huaiyuan began to boil again, but the attached middle school was different, they were poor and happy.

Every time Zhou Yu's score is refreshed, no matter what position he is in, as long as his name is still on the big screen, there will be shouts from the stands.

But in fact, Zhou Yu has always been second, and the position of the gold medal is very stuck.

Zhou Yu himself didn't pay much attention to the score, but he did glance at the big screen.

Jiang Yuheng was in the first place, he was in the second place, and behind him were two people from Huaiyuan who were fighting him to death, and the third one was behind him by 0.3 points.

Taking advantage of the time when the teacher handed out the answer sheets, he sneaked another look at He Fei. Out of all 30 people, He Fei is now 26. Zhou Yu is happy and deserves it.

The last question is coming soon. The weight of this question is extremely high, with 0.6, which is the score of 12 multiple choice questions.

Their small score difference is now a few tenths, and the score difference in the back row is even a few tenths. If they answer the last question well, it is entirely possible to overtake them in one fell swoop.

For Zhou Yu, he had to be steady.

His physics is not that good, and he was not sure to solve the difficulty of the last question perfectly, so even though he had been biting Jiang Yuheng to death, he had no intention of competing at all.

Huaiyuan had more than one contestant, and he was ready to lose his ranking for the last question, hoping that he would be stuck in the top three in the end.

The question was typed on the projection screen, Zhou Yu looked at it, and it was blank.

This is a comprehensive problem of electromagnetism, mechanics and heating. Zhou Yu had to read the problem twice before he could understand it, let alone the subsequent construction equation.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down, not to listen to the intensifying shouts outside, and not to care about the actions of the people next to him writing, at this moment the whole world is only physics.

He recalled the method that his junior sister taught him, and recalled the tricky starting point that Mr. Gu told him. He tried several ways to set up the equation, but none of them seemed quite right.

"Di—" the alarm clock beeped for a long time.

5 minute left.

"Is Liang Zai stumped?" Tong Qing frowned anxiously, "I think he has been erasing and writing without writing."

"Hush." ​​Zhong Yue stared at Zhou Yu intently, without saying anything else.

Tong Qing immediately shut up too, the stand of the attached middle school had come to the quietest moment of the whole game, they didn't even dare to amplify the sound of breathing, for fear of disturbing Du Miao's train of thought off the field.

Huaiyuan was as quiet as them, and Siming and Sanzhong were also at the front.

As for the other schools, some were afraid to make a sound, while others were making a fuss, trying their best to create some waves for the competition.

Most people are trying to figure out the topic, or writing casually without a clue, and everyone is stumped.

With 2 minutes and 46 seconds left in the countdown, Zhou Yu suddenly scratched a line on the draft paper, then turned over the answer sheet that had been pressed down, and began to write vigorously.

"I thought of it!" Tong Qing shouted excitedly.

"Hush!" Zhong Yue shouted.

Zhou Yu quickly wrote several rows, and then returned to the draft paper to check the calculations, but it seemed that it got stuck, and the tip of the pen suddenly stopped.

Zhong Yuexin raised his throat instantly.

1 minutes left.

Everyone is writing, regardless of whether they can do it or not, trying their best to get the last step points, their faces are almost buried in the paper, and their hands never stop.

Zhou Yu also continued to write. Zhong Yue believed that he had an idea, but the calculation process seemed very complicated. He wrote the process row after row on the draft paper, and scratched it all over again.

When the camera passed, there was still no anxious expression on his beautiful face, he just pursed his light red lips slightly, regardless of whether he did it right or wrong, he didn't stop for a moment, on the back of his thin white and slender hand , revealing light blue blood vessels.

45 seconds.

44 seconds.

43 seconds.

……

He seemed to have finally decided on the steps, returned to the answer sheet, and began to quickly copy.

Not knowing if he could finish writing, Zhong Yue listened to his own heartbeat almost in sync with the timing sound on the big screen, beeping rapidly and violently.

Zhou Yu moved the nib of the pen quickly, and the lines of small characters flowed smoothly on the white answer sheet, but at the last few steps, he began to pause again.

Maybe it's a calculation, the formula looks very troublesome, and there are still a bunch of unknowns that have not been substituted for the exact value on the big screen. Are you done writing?Zhong Yue didn't know.

3 second, 2 seconds, 1 seconds...

Zhong Yue didn't know how Zhou Yu did it. He only knew that at the last moment, the lengthy calculation formula suddenly turned into a simplified equation, and the nib of the pen wrote a beautiful "=", and paused for a short moment——

"Di-"

The bell that symbolizes the end of the timer rang for a long time.

At the same moment, Zhou Yu raised his hand.

The answer sheet is completed.