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Zhang Rongshan's skills quickly won over Zong Wen and Tang Xiaonuan.

Zong Wen put a piece of pork rib into his mouth and then stopped talking.

He finished chewing the ribs and swallowed them, stared at the remaining sweet and sour sauce on his chopsticks for two seconds in silence, then looked up at Zhang Rongshan with an extremely serious expression:

"Uncle, with your skills, it would be a shame not to open a branch."

Tang Xiaonuan took a bite of the cucumber salad, her eyes widening in surprise:

"How did you make this cucumber salad? The cucumber salad I usually eat is salty, but yours... why is it a little sweet? And after the sweetness, there's a hint of sourness? Is this just regular smashed cucumber?"

She picked up another piece of braised pork. After the layer of fat, alternating between lean and fatty meat, melted in her mouth, she was speechless for a long time. Finally, she only managed to utter four words: "Uncle, this is amazing."

Zhang Rongshan, wearing an apron and holding a spatula, stood at the kitchen door. He was a little embarrassed by the two high school students' repeated compliments. He said, "It was just something I made, it was just something I made," and his steps were noticeably lighter when he turned back to the kitchen.

Liu Guilan came out of the kitchen carrying a large bowl of winter melon and pork rib soup. She placed the soup bowl on the table, and the steam mixed with the aroma of pork ribs wafted into the two of them's noses.

Watching the two children wolf down their food, she smiled and said, "Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you. We're short-staffed and can't serve you as well as we could, so please bear with us."

Then he went to refill the tea for the candidates at the next table.

After finishing his meal, Zongwen leaned back in his chair, rubbed his stomach, and let out a burp.

Tang Xiaonuan also put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and looked satisfied.

Zongwen asked her, "Which school do you go to? I didn't see you at the school gate this morning. I recognize almost everyone from No. 1 High School."

"Those of No. 3 Middle School, the exam site has been assigned to No. 1 Middle School. This is my first time entering the gates of No. 1 Middle School."

Your school is indeed bigger than ours; you have two playgrounds. Our school's track is only 300 meters long; it would take three and a half laps to run 1000 meters.

Tang Xiaonuan drew circles on the table with her chopsticks, her tone tinged with curiosity.

"Then after the exam, I'll take you sightseeing."

Zongwen said,

"Our school has a small West Lake, which is a popular spot for couples to go on dates... no, it's a scenic spot for taking photos."

Before Tang Xiaonuan could answer, Zhang Yifan spoke up from the side: "You can add each other on WeChat and chat."

Zong Wen was stunned.

He turned to look at Zhang Yifan.

Zhang Yifan lowered his head and drank the winter melon and pork rib soup, his expression completely calm, as if he had just mentioned it casually.

Zong Wen applauded wildly in his heart.

Good bro! You're such a great wingman!

This assist was more precise than any pass he had ever made to Zhang Yifan on the basketball court.

He secretly gave Zhang Yifan a grateful look, but Zhang Yifan didn't even glance at him.

Tang Xiaonuan put down her chopsticks, wiped her hands, and naturally took out her phone, opened the WeChat QR code, and handed it to Zong Wen: "You're right, should I scan yours and you scan mine?"

"I'll sweep you, I'll sweep you."

Zong Wen quickly took out his phone, and when the notification sound of successful QR code scanning rang out, he felt as if he had heard the most beautiful sound effect in the world.

He put his phone in his pocket, gave Zhang Yifan a wink, raised his eyebrows, and curled the corners of his mouth upwards.

The meaning couldn't be clearer: how about it, isn't your brother charming enough?

Zhang Yifan placed the spoon on the edge of the soup bowl expressionlessly and said to Tang Xiaonuan:

"How far is your home from the test center? If it's inconvenient to travel back and forth at noon, you can eat and rest here. It will save you time on the road and affect your performance in the afternoon."

Before Tang Xiaonuan could answer, Zong Wen quickly chimed in, "Yeah, yeah! Running back and forth at noon is too much of a hassle. How long did it take you to get to the exam this morning?"

She was a little embarrassed: "Won't this be too much of a disturbance to your business? I see there are quite a lot of customers at lunchtime, so it's not appropriate for me to occupy a table here."

Liu Guilan happened to be passing by, carrying a teapot. Hearing this, she stopped and said with a smile:

"Girl, you can rest here without worry."

Our store opened today, and we had already planned to reserve a few tables specifically for the students taking the college entrance exams these two days.

Those who live far away or find it inconvenient to travel back and forth can come to the store to rest.

The auntie had already calculated the seating capacity when she opened the shop; it could seat at least twenty or thirty people. We'd take in as many test-takers as they came.

Tang Xiaonuan was a straightforward person, and upon hearing Liu Guilan's words, she stopped being coy and readily nodded: "Okay, thank you, Auntie, thank you, Uncle. I'll come again tomorrow at noon."

Zhang Yifan pushed the soup bowl aside, took out a neatly folded math practice test from his schoolbag, spread it on the table, and pointed to a few questions circled in red:

"After you've finished eating, I'll tell you about a few question types that are very likely to appear on the exam this year."

Zongwen almost dropped his chopsticks.

He was still basking in the joy of adding her on WeChat when Zhang Yifan pulled out a math test paper from his bag.

A top student's after-dinner leisure activity? No wonder he's number one in the grade.

He glanced at Tang Xiaonuan, then at the test paper on the table, hesitated for a second, and pulled his chair forward.

Tang Xiaonuan perked up: "What type of questions did you predict?"

"After the joint entrance exam, I went through all the practice exams on the market, and these question types appeared most frequently."

Zhang Yifan picked up a pen and drew a function graph on the draft paper.

"For example, this is a comprehensive question about functions and derivatives. It wasn't on the exam last year, but it was on it the year before last, and the year before that. The probability of it being on the exam this year is very high."

The conventional solution is to construct a function and then discuss it using monotonicity, but this involves many steps and is prone to missing solutions.

I'll tell you a simpler way of thinking.

He spoke and wrote at the same time, and the draft paper was soon covered with formulas and auxiliary lines.

Zong Wen was initially distracted, but when he heard Zhang Yifan's explanation of the method, his attention was abruptly pulled back.

He discovered that he actually understood what he was hearing.

After listening to the first question type, Tang Xiaonuan gasped, looked down at the solution steps she had written on the test paper, and compared them with the method Zhang Yifan had just explained. She murmured:

"Your method wasn't taught by the teacher, but it's clearly more effective."

Our teacher spent fifteen minutes explaining this problem, and I copied it down in two pages of notes, but you explained it clearly in three minutes, and with half the steps.

Zong Wen nodded in agreement:

"Brother Fan, when you taught me that derivative problem last time, I thought it was just a coincidence. But listening to you explain it again this time, your problem-solving skills are much better than before."

Before, you just read out the answers when you explained problems; now you explain them like a master butcher dissecting an ox.

Zhang Yifan put the pen down next to the draft paper, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a sip.

This is, of course, thanks to the ten points of intelligence added by the system.

Not only has the problem-solving process become much clearer, but the thought process behind explaining the problems has also become much clearer.

He can spot the key points of a question at a glance, and he can also tell which step the listener is stuck on.

But all he said was, "Stop flattering me, next question."

He turned the test paper over and continued explaining.

Zong Wen and Tang Xiaonuan huddled together, taking turns asking questions and listening to his rhythm.

Zhang Rongshan peeked out from the kitchen, saw his son explaining a problem to his classmate, smiled, and then went back inside to continue cooking.

Liu Guilan carried the teapot past them, walking quietly so as not to disturb them.

After Zhang Yifan finished explaining the last question type, he put his pen away, but his mind was on something else entirely.

He didn't actually know how many points he could get on the test.

I just feel that my mind is much clearer than before, and my speed and accuracy in solving problems have improved. The accuracy of the mock exams is even higher than that of the joint exam.

If the joint entrance exam score is 691, then now it's probably...

She's probably much taller than Shen Zhiyi.

She was definitely going to lose the bet with Shen Zhiyi.

fair enough.

If they really get together in the future, he will never be overshadowed by this future female tycoon, and he can always turn the tables and become the master!

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