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Chapter 75 Preliminary round? I'm studying my opponent in the final round!

"I'm from No. 11 Middle School."

Very naturally, Chen Yuan reported his identity.

if not?

What kind of person would hide their high school education when someone asks?

Unless you have something to hide!

He secretly went to another No. 4 middle school to tease the little girls!

Besides, No. 11 Middle School is a provincial experimental school and a half-step famous school. There is nothing to be embarrassed about. As a student of No. 11 Middle School, you should be proud of your alma mater. Remove the brackets and it's 50 cents.

"Oh, No. 11 Middle School. It's very close to No. 4 Middle School."

In fact, when my aunt asked this question, she was testing him to see if he had any hesitation in his heart.

If I had hesitated, I would have been able to prove for sure that the people I met behind No. 4 Middle School that day were Xinyu and Chen Yuan.

If he doesn't hesitate, it means he is quite stubborn.

After all, now that I think about it, the two people's heights and body shapes are so similar, it can be said that they are one-to-one restorations, so were they kissing at that time...

Xia Xinyu is such an idiot!

I told you not to panic at that time, now you have misunderstood me, right?

It would be fine if I had done it, but the key is that I didn't do it, but people misunderstood it as doing it. I feel really wronged.

"Then why did you tell me on the phone that you were Xinyu's classmate?" asked my aunt with a giggle.

But because of her nature as a senior teacher, her smile was very restrained, and one could only tell that she was smiling through the interjection "ah" and the subtle changes on her face.

If you don't know how to laugh, you don't have to laugh.

Or go and learn from Xia Xinyu what real laughter is.

——A disciple does not have to be inferior to his teacher, and a teacher does not have to be better than his disciple.

Is there a possibility that he is smiling like this on purpose?

Stop telling horror stories, I'm scared.

After a slight hesitation, Chen Yuan said frankly, "At that time, I asked someone else for your phone number...so I felt that it was a little inappropriate."

"Is that so?" My aunt could understand what I said because it was very logical.

Since we are classmates, it would not be so abrupt to ask the class teacher for the number and then call the guardian.

In other words, he really didn't see me that day.

So that action is really connecting...

Okay, that's enough.

Keep talking and talking.

"Then, Xiao Chen, the competition you participated in yesterday was the Mathematical Olympiad, right?" After all, she teaches mathematics, so when it comes to the professional field, my aunt suddenly becomes sharp and confident.

"Oh, yes." Chen Yuan nodded.

"You're participating in this competition, which means you're good at math, right?"

"It's just barely okay..."

"How many points do you usually get in the exams?" my aunt continued to ask.

Chen Yuan briefly recalled this.

My usual grades...

Remove the lowest score, remove the second lowest score, remove the third lowest score... and choose the highest score: "140."

"More than one hundred and forty..."

That Xiao Chen does have the ability to pass the preliminary test.

After all, as long as your usual scores are above 130, it is not difficult to pass the preliminary exam. If you can get 140, it means that you can tackle difficult questions if you have a good foundation.

However, there is one issue to consider.

When he was taking the exam, he was thinking about getting to the funeral as soon as possible, and his heart was in a mess.

The one and a half hour exam cannot even be considered a normal one and a half hour. When elements of 'panic' and 'tension' are added, the time that can be focused becomes even shorter.

Moreover, the strategic estimation also involves answering all the basic questions, medium and difficult questions, and trying not to make mistakes.

It's too difficult, it's too difficult.

Based on Xia Fang's teaching experience, there are only two classes in the city that can achieve this level - one class in No. 4 Middle School and one class in No. 1 Middle School.

The average math scores for these two classes were 144.9 and 145.5 respectively.

The average score of No. 1 Middle School is slightly higher, but for top students, the two are on par with each other.

As for Class 141 of No. Middle School, it is actually quite impressive, with an average score probably around ?

But from Xia Xinyu's description, they often studied together. Although Chen Yuan is not very good now, he works very hard, so they are obviously not in the same class.

If it was Class 1, it would be several tens of points higher than Xinyu's total score.

All in all, no matter how you guess, it is impossible to pass the preliminary test in one and a half hours.

But she knew it, and still wanted to ask: "Xiao Chen, do you think it's safe to pass the preliminary exam this time?"

“I haven’t really thought about this.”

"Ah, you are too modest..."

"Because I have been preparing for the final exam."

Oh, you are too immodest!

Chen Yuan's understated and honest words made the most outrageous remarks, which almost made his aunt red-hot.

Are you ready for the finals?

No. Is it really possible to win the preliminary round in an hour and a half?

If that's the case, then the students I teach...

Although Xia Fang is not qualified to teach the rocket class of the top four (three sciences and one liberal arts), she is at least a mathematics teacher at No. 4 Middle School. The four warriors who go into battle under her command are all very brave.

Before the exam, she had tested the foundation of several people. The fastest one to complete the test paper took two hours, and the accuracy rate was much lower, and they all just barely passed the line.

"Then Xiao Chen, do your best in the finals." Patting Chen Yuan on the shoulder, the aunt's smile was a little stiffer than before, or more at a loss, "better than the students from No. 4 Middle School and No. 1 Middle School."

Chen Yuan nodded peacefully: "Yeah."

He was humming, he was actually humming...

I don’t know if he was really frank or just too confident and didn’t take No. 4 Middle School and No. 1 Middle School seriously…

But this is a good thing for now.

Just like that, the four great masters entered the bathroom, and Chen Yuan also left. Crazy Xiaoyuan!

However, no matter how crazy I am, the final competition will be in a month, so I must study hard.

At least really raise the score to above 135 without copying the ninja.

To reach this level, Xinyu would be exhausted.

After walking out of the mourning hall, Chen Yuan saw that tables had been set up at the door, covered with white plastic tablecloths. The chef who prepared the banquet had also set up his equipment in the backyard and began to prepare the dishes and cook.

The morning banquet starts at 10 a.m. and lasts until 11 a.m. Then the formal funeral will take place. My uncle and aunt will give eulogies, and the village chief will also come and speak. About fifteen minutes later, the burial will be formally carried out at the back mountain.

All the relatives were very welcoming, even the non-blood-related neighbors were busy running around, wiping tables and fetching water.

Xia Xinyu's family must be very popular here.

Indeed, parents who can raise such a daughter must be kind enough to make anyone who knows them cry because of this sudden change.

Chen Yuan wanted to help in some way, but after all, he knew nothing about this stuff, and it would be awkward for him to do something given his identity, so he didn't do anything.

However, he had a premonition that if he continued like this, he would end up pulling weeds, kicking walls, and breaking corn at the village entrance.

Just when he was doing nothing and felt detached from the incident, a little yellow dog with impure fur and a little black suddenly appeared at his feet. Chen Yuan saw that the little thing was quite enthusiastic and reached out to touch it.

However, before he could touch the head, he suddenly heard a loud shout from behind, which scared him so much that his hands trembled.

“Ouch! Don’t touch it. This dog is shy and bites people. Three unlucky guys got bitten!” The neighbor aunt saw this and hurried to stop them, because this dog was too fierce and should not be provoked.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yuan had already covered the dog's head with his hand. And the little dog even stood on tiptoe and rubbed his head against his palm.

So Chen Yuan raised his head, looking confused: "Ah?"

Seeing this, the neighbor aunt slapped her legs and burst into laughter.

The aunties and other girls nearby also laughed along, their faces beaming with joy.

What are you laughing at?

Also, everyone is laughing, whose voice should I listen to?

"Good dog, good dog!" The uncle was also happy. He gave this dog to his sister to look after the house. Seeing that the dog had such good eyesight, better than his own son, he directly grabbed the dog's two front paws and danced with it, teasing it like a human, "Today, I'll give you a snack, a chicken drumstick."

Why add chicken legs to it?

No one gave me chicken legs?

Of course, I don’t want chicken legs. I’m not that hungry. A bun will do.

At this moment, Xia Xinyu just walked out of the mourning hall. Then two aunts grabbed her, covered her mouth, and whispered something in her ear.

After saying this, Xia Xinyu blushed, looked at Chen Yuan, and pouted, looking like she wanted to say something, as if she was complaining that her behavior had made her a topic of conversation.

No?

I just touched the dog.

What did I do?

"Come here for a moment. I need something."