The world's favorite, the delicate daughter blows up the Beijing circle

Chapter 226 Olympiad

But now that Wen Hua has said so, she puts her nose on her face a little and asks a few more questions.

Looking at Lin Xiaomo's shining eyes, Wen Hua finally swallowed back what she was going to say.

In fact, having been at the same table with Lin Xiaomo for so long, it's not like I haven't seen this wrong set of questions.

The amount of questions is terrifying, and Wen Hua sometimes wonders if she has written all the wrong questions in the three years of high school in this notebook.

But now Lin Xiaomo finally took the initiative to answer her question.

"This is the wrong question I have made for three years since I was in high school. It is all in it. I have to take a look at it before the exam. I will memorize most of the questions in it."

"However, there are a few topics that the teacher talked about, but I still don't understand, Huahua, can I... ask you?"

"Just ask!"

It's just a few problems, I want to solve it, but it's just a matter of minutes.

Han Su hesitated to speak there, and Lin Xiaomo asked him questions that he didn't understand, and he knew the questions in it.

That topic is simply not made by humans.

The Mathematical Olympiad questions in the International Mathematical Olympiad are all finale questions.

The teacher read it, and it took half a day to solve it.

He didn't understand why Lin Xiaomo struggled with these few questions.

When I asked, I also euphemistically called it: "Spirit of seeking knowledge!"

He bah!

Wen Hua frowned slightly when she got the question, but she let go when she saw the question.

The movement paused for a few seconds, and then he took out the pen and began to calculate on the paper.

Lin Xiaomo thought she was making a draft, but unexpectedly...

"Is this... the answer?"

She held the draft paper written by Wen Hua, her hands trembling a little, she seemed to understand the above steps.

"Last year's Olympiad question, the finale question was a bit difficult, but it was an Olympiad fill-in-the-blank question six years ago. The scene and data were changed to make it more difficult."

"Anyway, the soup is changed but not the medicine, the calculation method is similar."

Wen Hua wrote the answer to the next question while talking there, not noticing Lin Xiaomo's expression.

"Huahua, I love you to death!"

Suddenly, Lin Xiaomo yelled, Wen Hua's writing hands trembled, and she silently moved her stool to the side.

Cherish life and keep a safe distance!
When she finished writing the answer to another question, she put down the pen and rubbed her sore wrist. The speed increased just now, and her hand hurt a little.

Then he said to her expressionlessly: "Don't love me, there is no result!"

It was a fact, but Lin Xiaomo just took it as a joke.

"All right, all right, if there is no result, there will be no result. Nothing can stop my passionate love for you."

"This is my lucky star. This problem has troubled me for a long time. You have solved it now. I feel that this stone has fallen to the ground, and I feel at ease!"

As he spoke, he patted his heart.

These questions are not required for them to master, but she can't help but think this kind of questions is fun.

Sure enough, interest is the best teacher.

When I became interested in this kind of topic, I had an attitude in my heart that I would never give up until I wrote it out.

After one class was over and two problems were successfully solved, Lin Xiaomo felt that she had earned it.

She blinked her eyes, and secretly pushed her wrong set of questions towards Wen Hua.

Wen Hua looked over, and she smiled, "Those who are capable work harder, and those who are capable work harder."

Finally, there was someone who could help her solve the problem, and now Wen Hua was just a fat and hairy sheep in her eyes.

While fattening the sheep, squeeze a little more wool.

Wen Wei wanted to say more, but turned over the wrong question set, looked at the approximate amount of questions, and had an estimate in mind.

"I'll give it back to you after class."

"Uh-huh!"

Lin Xiaomo nodded vigorously, not to mention that the get out of class is over for her, as long as she can help her solve the problem, it will be fine even if she holds it all the time.

After class...

Unfortunately, class is already in session now.

Zhao Yueqin came in stepping on a pair of high heels.

Wearing a black floral suspender dress with a small white cardigan over it, she exudes a flamboyant aura from top to bottom.

In this way, only a pair of sunglasses and a sun hat are missing. It doesn't look like he is here to teach, but he is here for vacation.

Grab the textbook and throw it on the table.

"We haven't caught up with this progress. Today is your self-study class, and I will come over for a class."

As he spoke, he pulled the chair on the side of the podium and sat down on it.

The attitude is not very good, but I am used to it. After all, I have been taking her class for nearly three years.

What's more, it is now the -day sprint stage. The students in Class just hang their heads down to do their homework after listening to her speech. Generally, teachers will notify in advance when they make up lessons. Otherwise, they have their own tasks in the Dream Festival self-study class.

Zhao Yueqin was on short notice right now, and this appearance was really annoying.

There is no sound on the podium, but the students don't care.

Just sped up the speed of the nib, and then a small half of the task was done.

When she raised her head, she saw Zhao Yueqin's face was gloomy. On the podium, the chalk in the chalk box was almost broken into pieces by her.

"I'm already in the third year of high school, and I didn't want to say anything at first, but do you all think that you have studied well and can get full marks!"

While speaking, he patted the desk heavily, and suddenly, the sound of "buzzing" circled in the classroom.

The sound of flipping the book stopped, and there was no sound in the classroom.

Suddenly there was a sound of turning pages, followed by the sound of paper and pens rubbing against each other, and the students dared not move.

Lin Xiaomo turned her head stiffly and looked at her deskmate.

Unobtrusively, he elbowed Wen Hua, signaling that this person who is addicted to studying can wake up and see what the occasion is now.

It turns out that this trick works.

After Wen Hua wrote a few words, she paused, glanced at Lin Xiaomo, and then at Zhao Yueqin on the podium.

Finally, he turned his attention to the draft paper.

Turning the pen upside down, with the nib pointing up, he paused on the table, as if he was thinking about how to solve this matter.

However, this matter did not trouble Wen Hua, she just thought about it for a few seconds, and then she continued to write at her desk.

Does this kind of thing need to be thought about?

They are all a group of third-year high school students, whose time is not precious?
Who has time to spend with the teacher?
If the teacher loses his temper, he can lose his temper. If he stands on the podium without saying a word, is it because the questions are not good, or the exam is not important?

Now that there is a beginning like Wen Hua, there are two when there is one, and the first class is not a group of nerds, but at the same time it is not a group of time-wasting people.

Since the teachers on the podium don't give lectures, don't blame them for ignoring the teachers and writing the questions themselves.

(End of this chapter)