A genius? I just love studying.

Chapter 30 Academic Annual Meeting (Thanks to book friend 20188866 for the reward and support)
"Listen to me, students. Don't be idle on the bus. I'm going to teach you a few tricks to solve the problem."

On the bus, Zhang Anguo was at the front of the bus. He looked at his classmates and said loudly, "Everyone, look at this piece of paper in my hand. It shows an Archimedean triangle..."

Chen Hui didn't know what happened, but Zhang Anguo eventually became the coach of the digital competition team.

Since becoming a coach, Zhang Anguo has been like a chicken with its blood pumped up. He has been frantically instilling competition knowledge into his students, such as the Little Blue Book of Mathematical Olympiad, lectures by question setters, and modern Euclidean geometry.

Chen Hui had no problem learning these things by reading books on his own, so naturally he wouldn't listen to him.

Zhang Anguo didn't cause him any trouble because of this, and the two of them acted as if nothing had happened.

Chen Hui went straight to the last row and sat down. He took out "Advanced Algebra" from his schoolbag and started reading.

This was the textbook that Teacher An found for him. He had already finished learning calculus, but he did not immediately start learning courses such as complex analysis and functional analysis.

In the words of Teacher An, mathematics is profound and extensive. You can first have a comprehensive understanding of it and then decide which sub-field to study in depth.

Moreover, the various fields of basic mathematics are closely related, and knowing more about them will help you apply what you have learned to other areas.

Under the guidance of Teacher An these days, Chen Hui's math proficiency has increased significantly. Even if he uses class time to study the corresponding courses, he can still achieve a rate of improving his proficiency by 1 point per week.

Now his math proficiency has risen to level 2 4%.

Other courses have also seen significant improvements. With a thought, I summoned the panel.

[Host: Chen Hui
Chinese Level 1 (84%)

Mathematics Level 2 (4%)

English Level 1 (69%)

Physics Level 1 (71%)

Chemistry Level 1 (53%)

Biology Level 1 (56%)

Physical Education Level 1 (65%)

Geography Level 1 (46%)

History Level 1 (49%)

Politics Level 1 (71%)

As insight improved, physical education, which was once far ahead, fell behind. However, since the physical education teacher was unwell every day, other subject teachers took over, so this result was normal.

Now the college entrance examination is no longer his biggest concern. He only hopes to get the provincial first prize.

He collected his thoughts and continued to focus on the textbook in his hand.

Tan Junjie was originally sitting in the first row of the bus. After seeing Chen Hui take his seat, for some reason he ran to the last row. However, he did not sit directly next to Chen Hui, but sat next to Liang Peixuan.

He secretly glanced at the textbook in Chen Hui's hand.

"Euclidean space?"

Tan Junjie was a little confused. He found that he could no longer understand what Chen Hui was reading.

"Can he understand it?" Tan Junjie speculated maliciously. He had heard how hard Chen Hui studied, but he was still reading in the car. Wasn't it a bit of a show?

Thinking of this, Tan Junjie took out the training materials of the mathematics competition team from his schoolbag and started reading.

Then he realized that Liang Peixuan next to him had been watching for a long time!

Good man, it’s true that birds of a feather flock together!

However, after reading just two words, Tan Junjie looked up again and saw the properties of the Archimedean triangle that Teacher Zhang was talking about.

Before he finished listening, he looked out the window at the scenery passing by quickly, imagining himself getting the first place in the province and being warmly welcomed back to school...

The font on the document in my hand began to distort, crawling around like a caterpillar, but it just wouldn't enter my brain.

Half an hour passed, and Tan Junjie hadn't turned the page of the information in his hand, and he hadn't read a single word.

Turning his head to look at the two guys beside him who were like old monks in meditation, Tan Junjie suddenly felt like a basin of cold water was poured on his head. He instantly calmed down and even his mind became much clearer. The font of the information in his hand was like a monster fixed by a magic mirror, and it instantly returned to its original form and could enter his mind again.

He started to study seriously and didn't notice that Chen Hui's face turned pale, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he pinched his temple with one hand while continuing to read. Cold sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

Chen Hui felt that every breath he took became heavy and difficult, and his heartbeat was rapid and irregular.

He felt his brain was in chaos, as if he was thrown into a whirlpool, and an indescribable discomfort surged in his stomach, a mixture of nausea and sourness, as if there was a force surging and struggling, eager to find a way out.

He knew that he was carsick!
"Are you OK?"

A pair of big hands pressed on Chen Hui's shoulders. An Chengzhang noticed that something was wrong with Chen Hui and came over immediately, "He is carsick, bring some motion sickness medicine." Motion sickness medicine usually needs to be taken in advance to be effective, and now it is only better than nothing.

An Chengzhang felt a little guilty. Chen Hui rarely took the car, so he should have thought that he would get carsick. But he was just a math teacher after all, not a life teacher, so he didn't let Chen Hui take motion sickness medicine in advance.

"Medicine, water."

Zhang Anguo walked over with motion sickness medicine and mineral water in his hand, looking nervous. Then he walked to the window and opened a small gap, letting the cold air invade in unscrupulously.

After taking the medicine, perhaps because of the cold air, Chen Hui felt much more energetic. After saying "I'm fine" to Teacher An, he picked up the advanced algebra textbook again.

An Chengzhang snatched the textbook away and said sternly, "You are not allowed to do anything now. Sit down and rest well. You have an exam this afternoon, so you must stay alert!"

Chen Hui hesitated for a moment, but finally did not insist. He put down the textbook, sat in his seat and closed his eyes to rest. Of course, the content of Euclidean space continued to echo in his mind.

The little incident in the car attracted everyone's attention, and the originally sleepy atmosphere was blown away by the cold air.

"If I get carsick, I wonder if the two teachers will do this to me."

Seeing the two teachers looking nervous, many students felt jealous.

……

In the conference room of the comprehensive building of Rongcheng University, a group of middle-aged men in suits and ties sat in the conference room, watching the person speaking on the podium.

The principal of No. 2 Middle School, Wu Huachun, sat in the back seat, his eyes a little out of focus, obviously distracted.

Today is the 35th general meeting and academic annual meeting of the Chengdu Middle School Principals Association.

At the meeting, the principals will discuss education policies, share school management experiences, exchange educational ideas, and strive to promote the high-quality development of basic education.

However, Wu Huachun has no interest in these things. He is 56 years old this year and will retire in a few years. He is also tired and does not want to continue to climb up.

Of course, as the principal of No. 2 Middle School, he had no chance of moving up.

However, Zhao Defeng and Gan Yunqiang, who were sitting next to him, listened very attentively.

It’s great to be young!
Wu Huachun sighed and continued to daydream.

"Old Wei, I heard that your school has produced an incredible talent this year?"

The principals are also human beings. During the tea breaks in the meeting, they also chat and laugh in groups of three or five.

"How can we compare to you guys at Liren? This year, there are at least 90 students admitted to Peking University and Tsinghua University!"

"We're still far behind when it comes to competitions. Old Wei, why don't you come up and share your experience in competitions?"

"The competition is run by Lao Li and his team, so what experience can I share?"

Wei Xuezeng, the principal of Tiewu Middle School, waved his hands repeatedly and looked at another middle-aged man next to him, who he called the vice principal Lao Li who was in charge of the competition.

However, Old Li looked at Wu Huachun, who was distracted beside him, and said, "I heard that No. 2 Middle School has produced a rare genius. I'm afraid he's bound to win the provincial competition this time!"

After all, there is no wall that is impenetrable, and the incident at No. 2 Middle School eventually spread.

"What kind of genius can we have in No. 2 Middle School?"

Since he was chosen, Wu Huachun said with a smile, "I'll strive to get third place in the province, and that'll be my blessing."

"You're being too modest. I heard there was quite a commotion at the time. Why don't you tell us about it, Old Wu?"

Old Li asked Wu Huachun a lot of questions, clearly intending to embarrass him. The two had a grudge when they were young, and if he had the chance to disgust him, he would definitely not let it go.

Wu Huachun was also a seasoned man. He pretended not to hear and did not respond at all. He sat calmly in his seat with his eyes closed.

If he were younger, he might try to fight for victory or defeat by avoiding the strong and attacking the weak, but now, he is too lazy to bother.

"Alright, Old Li, if No. 2 Middle School can produce one or two students who are admitted to Peking University or Tsinghua University, it's a blessing. Putting up a competition or something like that, isn't that ridiculous? Just stop making things difficult for Old Wu."

Wei Xuezeng seemed to be helping Wu Huachun out of trouble, but in fact he was making a subtle criticism.

Zhao Defeng and Gan Yunqiang were furious when they heard this, but the school was weak and the strong could humiliate the weak. No matter how angry they were, they were powerless to refute.

"I hope that little guy can do better!"

"It would be nice if I could get a provincial first."

Zhao Defeng held his breath and looked out the window. This year's provincial competition was also held at Rongcheng University.

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