A genius? I just love studying.

Chapter 63 Full Score
"Chen Hui, take a break."

Zhao Defeng walked slowly into the study room. "We need to balance work and rest. Our health is the foundation of revolution."

Chen Hui is the only student in Rongcheng No. 2 Middle School who won the first prize in the provincial mathematics competition and has the opportunity to win a place in the national competition. Of course, he must be given enough attention and appropriate guidance.

"You can't spend all your time on math. Learning some other subjects is also helpful. It's not only helpful for your life, but also for your math studies."

Zhao Defeng stood in front of Chen Hui.

The three-day midterm exam was over, and he had also heard about Chen Hui's deeds.

It takes about half an hour to hand in the paper for each subject, and then go to the study room to study.

Such hard-working spirit deserves recognition, but he feels that life should not be just about mathematics.

Chen Hui looked up from his textbook, wondering what the principal was talking about.

"Free group?"

"Abstract algebra?"

Zhao Defeng frowned after taking a closer look at the textbook on the desk. "Are you teaching yourself abstract algebra?"

"Ah."

Chen Hui nodded.

"Why are you teaching yourself abstract algebra?"

Zhao Defeng frowned even more tightly, "The most important thing for you now is to learn competition knowledge. High school math competitions don't require abstract algebra. What's the point of learning these things now?

When you get to college, you'll have plenty of time to learn these.

I don't mean to discourage you from learning more advanced mathematics, but if you can't get good grades in CMO, you may not have the time to study it when the time comes.

We can’t put the cart before the horse!”

He was really anxious, not only because he wanted Chen Hui to get a good result for Rongcheng No. 2 Middle School, but he was also really worried about Chen Hui.

"I'm preparing for the Barbaria Mathematics Competition."

"What contest?"

Zhao Defeng opened his eyes wide, his mouth spitting fire with anxiety, "Are you crazy?"

"Do you know what level of competition the Barbaria Mathematical Competition is?"

"Every year, many graduate students and doctoral students in the mathematics departments of Peking University and Tsinghua University fail to win awards. Are you still planning to win an award?"

"I want to try."

Silence, Zhao Defeng was also out of temper, not knowing what to say. Looking at Chen Hui's determined eyes, he suddenly felt very powerless and very angry.

After standing for a moment, Zhao Defeng turned and walked out of the classroom. He knew that no matter what he said, it would be useless.

Before leaving the classroom, Zhao Defeng took out his cell phone.

After hesitating for a moment, he put away his phone and walked quickly towards An Chengzhang's office. As he walked, he actually started to jog.

He seemed to have never lost his composure like this since he became vice-principal.

But I can’t care about that now.

"What happened? Why is Principal Zhao so anxious?"

"I'm afraid it's not a good thing. Principal Zhao doesn't look too good."

"I hope it's nothing serious."

"What are you afraid of? If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. It's not our turn as ordinary teachers to worry."

Along the way, many teachers saw Zhao Defeng jogging and couldn't help but have some bad associations.

"Every speck of dust in this era is a mountain to us. Tall people can hold it up, but it's hard to say whether we can hold on."

“Hey, it’s so hard to be a teacher these days!”

"The birth rate is declining, and there are fewer and fewer students. In a few years, it's hard to say whether teachers like us will still have students to teach."

"Who says it's not true? My sister is an elementary school teacher, and the number of students in her class is decreasing. She's been teaching for over four years, and she still hasn't gotten a job..."

Zhao Defeng didn't care about the other teachers' random thoughts at all. He ran to An Chengzhang's office, panting, and slapped An Chengzhang's desk hard. "An Chengzhang, what are you doing?"

"?"

An Chengzhang, who was checking his report card, looked up, somewhat puzzled. "Did you know that child is preparing for the Barbaria Mathematics Competition?"

Zhao Defeng was furious. Based on his understanding of Chen Hui, Chen Hui himself probably didn't know about the Barbaria Mathematical Competition, so someone must have told Chen Hui.

"know."

"Ok?"

Zhao Defeng's eyes widened. He had originally thought that An Chengzhang would make some excuses, but this frankness did not reduce his anger at all. Instead, it made him even angrier. "You knew this, but you still allowed him to do this?"

"I originally disagreed with him participating in the Barbaria Mathematical Competition."

"So it's Zhang Anguo!"

Zhao Defeng, also a veteran in administration, asked, "He was the one who encouraged Chen Hui to participate in the competition, wasn't he?"

"This shit stirrer!"

Zhao Defeng was already gritting his teeth, "Does he know that doing this might ruin the child?"

"Just listen to me."

An Chengzhang was also somewhat helpless. He handed the transcript to Zhao Defeng and said with a wry smile, "Take a look at this first."

[Grade 1, Class 7 midterm exam transcript]

After Zhao Defeng got the report card, he saw Chen Hui's name ranked first at a glance, and then looked to the right.

"Chinese: 150, Mathematics: 150, English: 150..."

After only looking at the grades for a few courses, Zhao Defeng put down the transcript and looked at An Chengzhang, "Are you kidding me?"

With Chen Hui's math level, it is very likely that he will get 150 in math, but in Chinese and English, because of the composition, it is not easy to get full marks even if he is strong.

He had also been a teacher, so he certainly knew that for a teacher, giving full marks to an essay often required facing a lot of questioning, and sometimes even required proof. There was no first in literature and no second in martial arts, and something like an essay was difficult to prove.

So usually, even if the teacher really likes the essay, he or she will only give it a score of 57 or 58. This score is high enough to reflect the level and avoid a lot of trouble.

So it is easy to get high scores in Chinese and English, but getting full marks is even more difficult than getting full marks in mathematics.

"I've already confirmed this with the teachers of each subject."

An Chengzhang said helplessly. He was also speechless when he saw the report card. Before Zhao Defeng came in, he was holding the report card and confirming it with the teachers of each subject one by one. "The teachers have confirmed this score!"

Zhao Defeng quieted down.

He knew that if he wanted the teacher to give his composition full marks, there was only one possibility, and that was that the composition was so good that the teacher thought it was good enough to withstand the doubts of others!

Of course, this is just a midterm exam, so the teachers’ grading standards won’t be that strict.

But this is enough to show that Chen Hui's writing should be of a high standard.

and many more!

Zhao Defeng picked up the report card again, and he suddenly realized that this was not a question of whether the composition got full marks or not.

Chen Hui got full marks in all subjects!

Even if the grading of the midterm exam was not that strict, it at least showed that Chen Hui did not need to pass a math competition to go to Tsinghua Yanbei. Even if he took the college entrance examination directly, he could still go!
"is this real?"

After standing still for a while, Zhao Defeng asked again.

"I've heard from teachers before that Chen Hui might be good in all subjects, but I didn't expect him to be this strong."

An Chengzhang also felt a little emotional.

"okay, I get it."

Zhao Defeng still had some doubts in his heart, but he was already half convinced. "Even so, I still don't agree with him participating in the Barbaria Mathematics Competition. What's more important for him right now is to maintain his grades, rather than aiming too high and studying university mathematics."

"Tell that kid that I'm applying for a special scholarship for him. Given his qualifications, getting it shouldn't be a problem."

Zhao Defeng's anger had dissipated. He knew without a doubt the reason why Chen Hui participated in the Barbaria Mathematics Competition. "Even if he really doesn't get the application, the school will pay for it. Don't worry about it."

He knew very well that this competition had a certain value in the industry, but it had no official recognition. After all, it was a commercial competition and the competition process was not very standardized.

So for Chen Hui, participating in this competition is nothing more than for money.

In this case, if the school can allow Chen Hui to have no worries, he won't have to participate in all those messy competitions and waste his energy.

(End of this chapter)