Bamboo Horse Warm Flower

The magic weapon of key middle schools is the test, the small test, the small ranking, the big test and the big ranking.No matter how idle Wen Xiaohua is, as long as she works hard three days before the exam, she will still be able to secure the first place, no matter how hard I work... I do the math, the last time I took the first place was five years ago.

But no matter how many times Wen Xiaohua gets first place, it won't help his terrible image.

In a math class before the midterm exam, a classmate asked a particularly difficult calculus problem, but the teacher spent the whole class time solving that problem.The topic was particularly challenging, and our enthusiasm was also mobilized. The teacher wrote on the podium, we counted off the podium, and we worked together sincerely on and off the podium. The class is over, and the group is eager to solve the problem in one go after 10 minutes of class.

Everyone was talking about their tricks, and when the atmosphere was lively, the bell rang for the end of class. Wen Xiaohua who heard the bell rang, sat up like a dead body, pushed away the desk, rubbed her eyes, and went out.This move obviously severely affected the enthusiasm of the whole class, and the math teacher stopped him when he saw this: "Wen Fan! Come up and solve this problem!"

Wen Xiaohua stopped at the back door like a strangled dog. After scanning the questions, he crossed his arms and thought about it for about twenty or thirty seconds. Crackling and writing.

Calculate, write, and review the above steps, write from the top to the bottom of the blackboard, and from left to right, all in one go.

I heard a girl in the front row exclaim in a low voice: "It's so easy...so handsome..."

It's so handsome.His writing on the blackboard was so fast that our thinking couldn't catch up. I felt the exciting opening song of "Sherlock" sounded in my ears, and I got goosebumps over and over again.

Wen Xiaohua solved the problem with a more powerful algorithm in 3 minutes before get out of class ended. He skipped a lot of steps, but with the top IQ of the group, I believe they can understand it.After solving the problem, he threw the chalk away, ignored the stunned math teacher, patted the chalk dust off his shoulder, and said to the whole class: "get out of class is over, disband!"

The chalk dust flying on the podium has not yet settled down, and Wen Xiaohua has disappeared.

It's too bad isn't it? !

After that class was over, I took the initiative to go to the stage to wipe the blackboard. Looking at Wen Xiaohua's scribbled handwriting that looked like a gecko crawling, and her logical and perfect problem-solving ideas, I couldn't help but feel discouraged.Why are there geniuses in this world?How embarrassing is this for ordinary people, how embarrassing for ordinary people who work hard, isn't it said that heaven rewards hard work, I think heaven is also a dead face control.

Sometimes I also wondered if Wen Xiaohua would have a mental breakdown and go crazy if the chief executive and the Eighth Prince were killed, but I didn't do that, not only didn't I do it, every rainy day when Wen Xiaohua wasn't around, I will still send love and warmth to the Eighth Prince.It's not that I want to curry favor with Wen Xiaohua (who wants to curry favor with him!), I'm just afraid that if something happens to the Eighth Prince and the chief executive, and I accidentally take the first place, Wen Xiaohua will suspect me as the murderer.I don't want a snake to come out of the desk.

I was discouraged like this for a while, and then I figured it out. If I was angry about this, then my future life would be too difficult.Whether I take the second or third place in the exam, it's all for myself, not for Wen Xiaohua.

Finally, I finally let go of my heart. At night, when I dreamed of Wen Xiaohua riding on the back of the Eighth Prince, I was able to stand by the side of the road and watch him go away calmly.

As the saying goes, as long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle can be ground into a needle, but whether the iron pestle can be ground into a needle or not has nothing to do with whether the kung fu is deep or not, and it is closely related to whether the life is long or not.After all, there are many things in the world that are intentionally planted and flowers cannot bloom, but unintentionally planted willows and willows to make shade.

Yes, when the results of the mid-term exam were released, I saw that my name was ranked in front of Wen Xiaohua.

It's in front, not parallel, if they are parallel, Wen Xiaohua will still be in front of me.

Walking out of the crowd watching the list, I couldn't believe my eyes, wondering if the score was calculated wrongly, maybe after a while, a teacher would rush over and squeeze into the crowd without saying anything under the names of me and Wen Xiaohua Draw a reversed double arrow on it.

If that's the case, it would be more embarrassing than directly taking the second place...

So after lunch that day, I secretly looked at the list again. Everyone was either eating or resting at the moment, and I was the only one looking at the list.

The list is still the same as when it was posted in the morning, there are no simple and rude double arrows, I am still the first, Wen Fan is in the second, and the total score is one point behind me.

A dream came true overnight, but I didn't feel excited, I just felt it was too unreal, I turned around with my head blank, and as soon as I turned around, I saw Wen Xiaohua's beautiful face next to me, he opened his mouth in disbelief Looking at the list, the same stunned Zong Sijun stood on his shoulder.

Suddenly he turned his head towards me and asked me angrily: "Who is this Wei Tian?!"

At that moment, I really wanted to tear the Chief Sijun with my hands and step on the Eighth Prince!