allendalepharm Chapter 270 Application Submission!
Chapter 270 Application Submission!
"The fastest is the red-haired girl at the door, followed by the little dwarf, Song He, and the little foreigner in front of him are about the same progress." The female teacher wrote in reply, "The top four have appeared!"
The male teacher nodded, scanned the class, and focused on the top four for a moment.
"Want to make a bet?" the male teacher wrote.
"What bet? What bet?"
"At noon, we will send one person to get food for the students, and whoever loses will go run errands." The male teacher wrote, "I bet that the little dwarf will be in the lead by lunch time!"
"Okay, I bet on the red-haired girl to be ahead! I just turned around and she had a pretty obvious advantage." The female teacher curiously wrote and asked, "Why do you bet on the dwarf?"
"I've heard about the little dwarf. He's a math prodigy. It's very rare to have a high IQ. He published a paper in a top journal as an undergraduate!"
"Other students also have high IQs! Why don't you bet on others?"
"The red-haired girl keeps biting her hands. She bites her hands because she is anxious. This kind of child can do simple questions very quickly. Once they encounter difficult problems, they tend to look forward and backward, and their speed slows down."
"Although Song He has a certain level of mathematics, his focus of study must be biology. Compared with the top mathematics students from a major, he will not benefit."
"Needless to say, little foreigner, you can see the sweat in his hair. It's obviously very difficult for him to do the questions."
The male teacher wrote out a long list of analyzes in one breath, feeling that his logic was impeccable. With a proud smile on his lips, he grabbed the pad of paper and happily went down to hand out the paper.
The female teacher looked bitter and frowned.
My colleague’s analysis makes sense...do I really have to run errands to get lunch by myself at noon?
time flies.
In the last row, Song He worked tirelessly to tackle big topics and wrote quickly.
Compared with other people's test papers, his big questions are more complete.
Any questions that could be solved in multiple different ways were listed with 1234, and all the methods were written down!
The initial nervousness quietly dissipated, and he began to enjoy it as he devoted himself to the test questions.
What to enjoy? Enjoy the thrill of chopping melons and vegetables!
Most people are afraid of exams because they can't beat the questions on the paper. They will be tortured when the exam starts. They will kneel down immediately after the exam. After a battle, the exam paper is unscathed. The person who is doing the questions is dying. How can it be fun?
However, Song He's math prowess has reached the platinum level, and he is like a math madman. He can kill all big and small problems in one go, and he can even perform a variety of killing moves to kill problems!
When you can easily cut all the big questions into pieces, the exam becomes a grass-cutting game!
Suddenly, Shekov in front of him leaned down on the table.
Song He was stunned for a moment and looked up to observe him.
Shekov seemed to be exhausted. He had not rested well last night and was overly nervous today. At this moment, his clothes were soaked with sweat. He lay down and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves, and temporarily put down his pen.
It seems that Shekov is falling behind...but there is still enough time. He will take a break and return to the blue, and there will be no problem in getting high scores.
Song He turned to look at the other students in the classroom, many of whom were showing signs of fatigue.
The 10-hour exam can be called a super math marathon. Most students maintained their usual exam habits. They rushed hard and sprinted 100 meters. It didn’t take long for their physical strength to be exhausted and they entered a period of weakness like Shekov!
Song He was alerted.
He changed his strategy and wrote a solution to each big question first. After finishing the 100-page question book, if he still had enough energy, he would come back to add answers!
Once his strategy changed, Song He's answering speed soared, and he turned pages faster and faster!
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11 o'clock sharp.
The male teacher picked up a stack of menus and went down to distribute them.
That's right, it's a menu with ticked boxes for various staple dishes and side dishes.
The male teacher started handing out the papers to the red-haired girl, glancing at her test page number.
52 pages, more than half done!
Continuing down the page, the three students only reached more than 20 pages, followed closely by the little dwarf.
The male teacher smiled, and the page number of the little dwarf's test question suddenly reached page 55, which was a slight improvement!
Won! The bet was won!
Turning around, he handed the menu to Song He and casually glanced at the test question page. The smile on the corner of the male teacher's mouth disappeared instantly and turned into astonishment.
Song He is also on page 55!
Moving forward, Xiao Laowai's test paper has just reached page 45, and there is already a trend of falling from the first echelon to the second echelon.
After sending it to the entire classroom, the remaining students were all at 20 or 30 pages of progress, and were far behind the top four in the first echelon.
The male teacher walked up to the podium, and the female teacher cast a questioning look.
"Song He and the little dwarf are tied for the lead. They both have 55 pages, the red-haired girl has 52 pages, the little foreigner has 45 pages, and the rest are all in their twenties and thirties." The male teacher wrote in reply.
The female teacher looked surprised and turned to look at Song He in the last row.
The two of them didn't consider Song He's lead when they made the bet. After all, he was a genius in the field of biology. How could he be so proficient in mathematics?
The male teacher wrote again, "Wait another five minutes to collect the menu. If Song He is ahead and neither of us wins, I will go and get the meal. If the little dwarf is ahead and I win, you will go and get the meal. How about that?"
The female teacher raised her pen and drew a check mark.
The two teachers stood solemnly on the podium, their eyes fixed on the two students in the last row, as if they wanted to use their gaze to speed them up.
…
Song He was busy solving problems when a piece of paper was suddenly placed on the corner of the table.
He subconsciously wanted to say that there was no need to draw paper. He glanced at it and raised his eyebrows in surprise.
menu?
There is a long list of printed dish names, followed by small boxes. There are more than ten kinds of meat and vegetable dishes, you can choose rice or steamed buns, and there are more than ten kinds of drinks.
Song He randomly selected several dishes and wrote "large portion" in the notes. Doing the questions consumed too much energy, so he had to eat more.
After finishing the selection, he continued to work on the questions, and his writing speed was so fast!
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Five past eleven!
The female teacher went down and collected menus from table to table while keeping an eye on the progress of the top four.
The red-haired girl is still on page 52.
Little Gnome is still 55 pages.
Turning around to collect Song He's menu, the female teacher couldn't help but smile as she glanced at the page number, page 57!
After collecting the entire classroom menu, she walked to the front and handed it to the male teacher, making a "please" gesture towards the classroom door.
The male teacher immediately understood that Song He was ahead, and his face was slightly stunned.
As far as he knew, this examination room was full of students with extremely high evaluation scores, and there were many math experts. But Song He, a student from a non-major course, actually took the first place?
Puzzled, the male teacher left the classroom dejectedly, carrying the menu to get food.
At half past eleven, the male teacher returned with a large plastic box in his arms. The box was filled with plastic lunch boxes, and each box had a seat number label.
"Now serve the rice! Be careful not to splash the vegetable soup on the test paper! It is recommended to cover the test paper with tissue paper!" said the male teacher.
The two teachers quickly handed out meals and paid attention to the students' progress in solving the problems.
Page 63 of the red-haired girl, her fingers are almost chewed to bits, and her face is as red as a fever.
The little dwarf is 65 pages in, and his fatigue is evident.
Song He70 pages!
When the two teachers saw Song He's progress, they were stunned for a moment. Why is the speed getting faster and faster? !
Going forward, Little Foreigner is on page 55.
The remaining students wandered back and forth collectively for 40 pages. They could not even see the taillights of the first echelon of cars. They were destined to become cannon fodder in this exam!
The aroma of rice filled the classroom, and the students showed off their food vigorously. The continuous onslaught of math problems throughout the morning drained everyone's energy. They were all as hungry as wolves, and they wished they could eat the plastic lunch boxes too!
After eating, the lunch boxes are collected, and the afternoon battle continues!
This exam is no longer just a contest of knowledge, physical strength has become a key factor. The students struggled to do the questions, and were so tired that they were dizzy and about to drown in the sea of questions!
Many people vaguely understand why a 10-hour exam is set up. Perhaps this is the intensity of daily work after joining the Moon City Project?
At one o'clock, the radio suddenly rang.
"The exam time has passed halfway, and there are still 5 hours left in the exam. Please arrange your answering time reasonably!"
There was a slight commotion in the classroom. Most of the students had not completed half of the pages. The questions became more and more complicated as they went on, and there was no end left to finish!
Some anxious students looked around and saw that everyone was equally anxious, so they felt a little relieved.
If I can't finish it, others can't finish it either, so what's there to be afraid of?
As soon as this idea came into many people's minds, a voice suddenly sounded, like a sledgehammer hitting everyone's head!
"Teacher, I'm done, submit the application!"