After wearing a book, I was forced to celebrate the school grass family

Chapter 48

Jiang Yi's examination room was downstairs, and when everyone was walking to the examination room, he was still staring at Qiji's back as he walked upstairs.

Come on, see you at winter camp.

he said to himself.

Qiji was in good shape during the exam.

He glanced at the four questions, extremum value, Euler's theorem, and analytic geometry. There was nothing particularly excessive in content. The only surprise was that one of the questions required the use of extreme principles.

He sorted the content of the four questions in order of difficulty, starting from the easiest, and writing down one by one.

His thinking is very clear, and after this period of training, he has already clearly understood the scoring points of the marking teacher, and it feels very comfortable to split and unlock one by one.

He enjoys this process, ordering the seemingly disordered things, and then putting them together step by step, and concluded that this feeling is very simple and comfortable.

When Qiji was working on the questions, he was almost devoid of distraction, the tip of the pen was rustling on the paper, and there was almost no time to stop and think. He seemed to have integrated thinking and output. Such an outstanding performance made the invigilator quickly scratch his head in the crowd. He was noticed among the candidates.

Although they all came to participate in the competition, it is obvious that each candidate has his own strengths and weaknesses. Some candidates frown, while others frown and ponder, write a paragraph and search for a paragraph in their minds, and then continue.

Some of them poked the paper halfway with the tip of the pen, with angry and complaining expressions on their faces, and the invigilator could guess the reaction of this guy after he went out without even thinking about it.

It must be complaining loudly that this year's exam questions are too difficult, and the 100% round trip will never be seen again.

There are not many candidates like the black-haired boy, and the invigilator may not be able to meet such a one in ten exams.

The invigilator sat on the stage with his legs crossed for a while, but he still couldn't hold back his curiosity. He also teaches mathematics. After reading the questions just now, he thought to himself that this year's questions should be difficult no matter what.

Seeing that the boy's pen tip was still sliding on the paper, the invigilator stood up lightly.

He decided to go to the back to take a look around, maybe this kid is just calm on the surface, but in fact he is just scribbling in private.

Holding a trace of curiosity about the black-haired boy, the invigilator moved slowly in the examination room.

He would not go directly to read other people's papers, causing pressure on people for no reason. He just quietly walked to the back of the examination room, and then slowly walked forward from the back.

The status of each candidate was clearly presented in his eyes. The invigilator looked over one by one, and finally walked behind Qi Ji calmly, and stopped quietly after confirming that the boy hadn't noticed him.

In such a short time, the boy had already written the second question. The invigilator was a little surprised. After reading the first question, he followed the boy's way of solving the problem step by step, nodding slightly while reading.

Quite clear thinking, every scoring point is clearly written, and the paper is neat and tidy, which is the kind of paper that teachers love most.

Seeing the last step, the invigilator felt refreshed, as if his soul had been washed.

It's so cool, he really wants a student like this.

The invigilator sighed softly in his heart, stroked the boy's head with kind eyes, and left with a sense of satisfaction.

When he left, he no longer wanted to read any student's papers, so let this false beauty remain in his heart.

After reading a beautiful answer sheet, the invigilator sat on the podium in a daze as if he had smashed a ball.

Looking at the school that this student filled out, it seems to belong to the High School. Are the students of the High School so high? A few years.

The invigilator sat on the stage for an unknown amount of time, and when he saw the boy in the field again, he found that the pen in his hand had been placed next to the paper.

The invigilator raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was 10:55, just over an hour before the start of the exam. Could it be that he had already finished his answers?Impossible, so fast?

He hesitated and walked off the podium, and glanced at the boy's desk.

Three big questions have been neatly completed on the paper, but the last big question is blank.

The last big question is a bit difficult, but it shouldn't be impossible for a boy to do it at all. The invigilator was a little anxious, why didn't he do it?Didn't the child's teacher teach him that even if he really can't, he should at least fill in some ideas, so that he can at least get some steps points?

The invigilator was anxious, but saw the old boy sitting on the table in a daze, with the pen already placed beside him, as if he didn't plan to do it anymore.

Why not? !

The first three questions are obviously well done!

Although the invigilator did not have the correct answer, he read the first three questions according to the boy's steps. His thinking was very clear. If there were no mistakes in the calculation, this would definitely be a high-scoring answer sheet, but the last question was worth 50 points. , Is the boy planning to give up like this?

If he really gave up, he could only score 250 points with all his efforts. With such a score, he would definitely not be able to enter the provincial team.

What the hell is this kid thinking?

The invigilator was a little anxious, but he couldn't remind him aloud that the time for the math competition was very tight, and the most taboo thing was that his train of thought was interrupted. As an invigilator, he had to be calm, and he couldn't affect other candidates for the sake of this candidate. Candidates' thoughts.

The invigilator thought for a long time, finally shook his head, sighed and left.

When I wrote the last question, there were still 80 minutes left in the time.

Qi Ji hesitated, whether he should also finish the last big question.

The last major question is worth 50 points, which accounts for a considerable proportion of the total score of 300 points.

The reason why he didn't promise that Jiang Yi himself would enter the provincial team was because if he did, he would definitely squeeze out any character in the original book.

This character may be in the third year of high school this year, or he may not have the opportunity to enter the Olympiad from now on, or he just needs such an opportunity to get extra points, or...

There are too many possibilities and too many variables. "Qi Ji" in the original book never entered the winter camp. As an outsider, he squeezed out with the shell of his original body. What will be the result after other people's rankings affect the plot?

Qi Ji has no way to decide.

He has already robbed too many roles in this book, the male protagonist, the female protagonist, and now he wants to steal a passer-by. He feels that he can't do it.

The pen in his hand was placed on the table by Qi Ji, and the boy supported his forehead with both hands, struggling abnormally.

Why don't you go to sleep first, and when you wake up, after the time has passed, he won't have to worry about it anymore.

Qi Ji sighed, put down the pen in his hand, lay down gently on the table, and closed his eyes.

Qiji has caught a cold for the past few days, and didn't sleep well at night. Tiredness quickly hit her when lying on the table, and Qiji fell into a hazy state. For some reason, she felt as if someone was clinging tightly to her. he.

"Brother," the man stared at him like a cat. Seeing him wake up, he quickly distanced himself and looked at him with a smile. His gray-blue eyes were brighter than the night sky. "Don't post it. , you look good like this."

Qi Ji: "???"

Jiang Yi?Why did this kid come to his examination room?Is this not a violation?

Qi Ji still remembered that he was taking an exam, and just about to look up to see the invigilator, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, he came to the school from the exam room, and picked up Xiao Hei's stone steps.

"Nervous, when did I say I'm afraid of cats?" The man looked at the kitten in his arms with disgust, and said commandingly, "Give it to me, I'll raise it."

Qi Ji was a little dazed, looking at his hands hesitantly, Xiao Hei was actually lying obediently in the shoe box on his lap, and the man stretched out his hand to him, with bright eyes.

Qi Ji's heart beat slightly, and he stretched out his hand to the man unconsciously.

Before the fingertips of the two could touch each other, the scene changed again. The man looked unfriendly and pinched his arm viciously: "You still want to work part-time? Go, go to the hospital."

Hospital?Qi Ji let out an ah, a little sluggish.

There are more and more scenes around me, one by one like bubbles floating in front of my eyes.

The people in each scene are talking at the same time, and the ears gradually become noisy.

"Mom like you, don't touch your son." The man looked at the woman warningly, then turned around and took his hand, "Brother, let's go."

Qi Ji was getting a headache from these voices, and just about to nod, he saw that person lying on the desk next to him.

"Brother," said the man lying on the desk, only showing one eye to look at him, "I'm waiting for you at the winter camp."

Wait for you……

I'm waiting for you.

Qi Ji froze and struggled to wake up from the dream.

He was still sitting in the examination room, and Jiang was not by his side.

Qi Ji raised his wrist and looked, there was still half an hour left before the end of the exam.

If you finish writing, someone may be pushed away.

And if you don't finish writing...

But someone will definitely be disappointed.

He doesn't like to let people down.

Qi Ji woke up completely, and picked up the pen in his hand.

He wants to be admitted to the provincial team, and he wants to stand with that kid.

What plot, what role, fuck it, cannon fodder doesn't want to care about it.