I'm a senior in high school, and the Emperor Development System has arrived!

Chapter 111 The last spring for liberal arts students was in the Song Dynasty
The moment the skill card transformed into golden light and surged into Chen Zhou's brow—

He felt dizzy and disoriented, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a classical lecture hall with a dome inlaid with star orbit formulas.

Several figures stood beside the long rosewood table:

Gauss twirled a pure gold compass in his fingertips, outlining non-Euclidean geometric surfaces on an ebony blackboard; Euler held a pen suspended above a parchment scroll, silver light dancing into spots on the series expansion…

"His Majesty has arrived? Perfect timing, you need to keep up with the derivation of the modular form of this elliptic curve."

Gauss turns around:

"Let's start by brushing up on the basics of calculus that you need to master at level 3—look at the geometric meaning of differentiating parametric equations, and see the implicit function problem in your question bank..."

Chen Zhou had barely settled into his seat on the dragon throne when Euler slammed the scroll filled with Bernoulli numbers onto the table with a loud thud.

"Your Majesty, to bridge the gap between high school math (level 3) and university-level analysis, you must first thoroughly understand the infinite series expansions of trigonometric functions! You see, the convergence region of this sine series is logically similar to the distribution of extrema in derivative problems..."

Watching several math masters take turns giving him lessons, Chen Zhou felt a bit lost.

There's no need to send out these people for a high school math class.

What's the difference between this and an eight-year-old driving a big car?
However, under the guidance of the masters, Chen Zhou gradually came to appreciate the charm of the mathematical world—

Rigorous and logical.

This was the first time Chen Zhou had ever learned so much at once.

The knowledge corresponding to four thousand imperial might was poured into his brain in that instant.

Chen Zhou felt as if his head had been riddled with holes by eighteen strong men, and he felt an indescribable throbbing pain.

After slowly digesting the knowledge points corresponding to Mathematics Level 3, he breathed a sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes.

The familiar feeling of becoming stronger.

Despite having a full head of beautiful hair, she has a Saitama-like feel to her.

This might just be the big shot's misconception.

Now, when Chen Zhou takes out the question bank that Shao Xi gave him, he finds that he can solve 99% of the questions.

Even if you can't figure something out, glancing at the answer can clarify your thinking.

Chen Zhou let out a sigh of relief.

Although improving my math skills isn't for math competitions, having level 3 math skills basically guarantees me a spot in the competition.

I glanced at the time; the afternoon practice was basically over, and most of the students in the class were starting their lunch break.

Chen Zhou also pulled out a cushion from the drawer and started snoring away.

That intense, hand-to-hand combat-style learning session just now definitely took a toll on my energy and spirit.

It's like having a hundred rounds of battle with Erika Momotani in a dream, and then waking up the next day feeling exhausted.

At this moment, Chen Zhou finally understood what it felt like for Lin Xiaomeng to masturbate seventeen times.

He slept in silence.

When I woke up again, I was finally fully recovered.

Shen Enxi, already wearing a holographic belt, stood on the podium and shouted into the microphone:
"Class is about to start, I need to go to the restroom..."

There were two consecutive English classes in the afternoon, followed by two Chinese classes.

Li Bin's head was slammed shut, and he mumbled:
"Four consecutive periods of Chinese and English, what kind of idiot came up with this schedule? It doesn't take into account the balance between work and rest at all."

Stephen Chow chuckled and said:
"Did four consecutive holidays keep you from getting by?"

These words pierced Li Bin's heart like a sharp thorn. He clutched his chest and exclaimed dramatically:

"Damn it, you've really touched a nerve!"

Stephen Chow shrugged and looked at his classmates, saying:
"Jiangxi's humanities students are like a bolt from the blue. This year's college entrance exam was so difficult, yet the cutoff score was 486, which is 60 points higher than the science cutoff."

“I said someone of my level should study science, or apply directly to Physics, Politics and Geography in the college entrance exam. I don’t believe I only got two points in physics.”

Zhou Xinglun, who scored 62 points in history on the opening exam, said this.

Li Bin also sighed and said:
"After three years of hard study, I finally met my classmates from vocational school in college, and I was truly happy."

Chen Zhou said helplessly:
"There's nothing we can do; after all, the last golden age for liberal arts students was under Zhao Kuangyin."

Upon hearing this, Li Bin and Zhou Xinglun both sighed:
"This is fucking awful!"

Chen Zhou said quietly:
"Don't be fooled by the fact that our class can get 20 or 30 students into undergraduate programs in each joint exam. Given the trend of reduced enrollment in liberal arts this year, we'll be lucky to get 15 into undergraduate programs by the time of the national college entrance examination."

Li Bin shook his head:
"Forget it, I don't need to fill out college applications after the college entrance exam. I'll just put on my official robes and start delivering food."

Stephen Chow reached out and put his arm around his shoulder:
"Then I'll avoid taking thirty years of detours and just become a security guard."

Chen Zhou pointed to himself:
"What about me? All I have left is a ride-hailing car? I can't even drive."

Chen Zhou, who has a driving level 4 skill, said that he has never driven a car before.

Upon hearing this, Li Bin and Zhou Xinglun simultaneously cursed:
"Get lost, you with a score of just over 600!"

Chen Zhou shrugged and shut up helplessly.

At this moment, he felt that a pitiful, thick barrier had already separated them.

However, although this wall is thick, it can still be broken with enough force.

Chen Zhou changed his perspective and said slowly and deliberately:
"My only regret is that my big head is already in high school, while my little head hasn't even been to elementary school yet."

Upon hearing this, the two were slightly taken aback, and then burst out with a "Bravo!"

Chen Zhou smiled gently.

Indeed, sometimes breaking through the walls of the heart only requires a forceful stab.

The three were chatting when the school bell rang.

Shen Enxi took out 3,500 words and began her lesson as usual.

Jiang Yuyan has a strict class management style, but her classes are relatively superficial. She can spend half a year going over a 3,500-word English vocabulary book repeatedly.

Chen Zhou was listening to the lecture with a bored expression when he noticed a familiar figure standing outside the window.

He turned his head and saw Zhang Jilong wearing a tracksuit, smiling and waving at him.

Chen Zhou nodded, then turned back to continue listening to the lecture.

After listening to the lecture for a while, when he turned around to look again, Zhang Jilong was nowhere to be seen.

A class period passed quickly.

Just as Shen Enxi picked up her water glass, preparing to go to her office to rest, she suddenly remembered something and called out to Chen Zhou:
"Chen Zhou, come to my office."

Chen Zhou followed her into the office.

Sure enough, Zhang Jilong was sitting at the conference table scrolling through his phone.

Upon seeing Chen Zhou, he immediately stood up and said with a smile:

"Chen Zhou, it's nice to see you again."

Chen Zhou nodded politely:

"Hello, Coach Zhang."

Shen Enxi gestured for Chen Zhou to sit down, then sat down at the conference table herself, unscrewed her water glass, took a sip, and said:

"That's right, Coach Zhang thinks you have athletic talent and wants to come and persuade you to pursue a career in sports."

Seeing Shen Enxi's subtle expression, Chen Zhou casually tossed out a [Insightful Insight]:
[Shen Enxi: Chen Zhou has athletic talent? I've been coaching him for two years and I never noticed. If this Coach Zhang hadn't been introduced by the Party Secretary, I would have really thought he was a fraud...]

A few drops of sweat trickled down Chen Zhou's forehead.

As expected of Jiang Yuyan, this ability to see through everything should have been given to her.

Chen Zhou nodded and sat down between the two.

Zhang Jilong also sat down, placed his hands on his abdomen, and slowly began to speak:
“I went to the police station over the weekend and retrieved the surveillance footage of you chasing the killer at the train station.”

Then, he said very precisely:

"Chen Zhou, you have athletic talent, there's no doubt about that."

Chen Zhou smiled and said tactfully:
“But Coach Zhang… I did my 100-meter test last week, and it only took me a little over 11 seconds…”

Zhang Jilong shook his head:

"Potential is potential, and performance is performance. In the station, your potential is stimulated by adrenaline, which is why you can run so fast."

“Last week in the test, you didn’t feel any pressure, so you could only achieve your usual results.”

Chen Zhou nodded, seemingly understanding:

"So that's it."

After thinking about it for the past few days, he has actually become somewhat interested in the sports field.

However, this interest was entirely for the sake of imperial prestige.

The arena, where everyone cheers, is the battleground for gaining immense imperial prestige.

Seeing Chen Zhou nod, Zhang Jilong smiled and continued:
"Sometimes, the world is full of coincidences. You have absolutely top-notch sprinting talent, and I just happen to be a senior sprinting coach."

"So I sincerely invite you to give sports a try."

As he spoke, he held up one finger:
"I'll train you for a month. If your potential doesn't translate into real strength, then it proves that your potential is indeed just a mirage."

Chen Zhou deliberately appeared hesitant, looked at Shen Enxi, and asked:

"Teacher Shen, do you have any opinions on this matter?"

Shen Enxi took a tactical sip of water, and after thinking for a moment, she also expressed her doubts:

"Coach Zhang, Chen Zhou may indeed have athletic talent, but if he pursues a career in sports, it will inevitably consume a lot of time and energy. So what should we do about his studies?"

Upon hearing this, Coach Zhang smiled and shook his head, then looked at Chen Zhou:

"I looked into Chen Zhou's grades before I came here. He scored 613 points on the opening exam, which is indeed a good score, but there is still a gap between him and students from 985 and 211 universities."

"But if he can run under 10.88 seconds within a year and obtain a Level 1 certificate, then there will be no problem for him to be specially admitted to universities like East China Normal University and Huazhong University of Science and Technology."

"If he can go a step further and run under 10.50 seconds to reach the elite level, plus a score of 5 or 600 points, the doors of Tsinghua and Peking Universities will be open to him at any time."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Shen Enxi nodded. This was the first time she had learned about information regarding high-level independent admissions.

Chen Zhou nodded, having roughly understood the significance of the title of Master and Level 1.

Most people might think that Level 1 is an unattainable goal, but he ran the 100 meters in 11.66 seconds last time.

If we add the "Speed ​​is of the essence" skill, we can definitely break the nine-second barrier.

But then, he wouldn't be far from being arrested and dissected.

Therefore, fortune favors the bold, and Chen Zhou must conceal his absolute strength while putting on a show of giving it his all to overcome all obstacles.

Seeing that Chen Zhou was deep in thought, Zhang Jilong smiled and didn't disturb him. Instead, he stood up, took out a business card, and slowly said:
"Chen Zhou, you don't need to give an answer right away. This is my business card. If you want to try your hand at sports, you can contact me anytime."

Chen Zhou didn't take the business card. Instead, he looked up at Zhang Jilong's rugged face and nodded.

"I'm willing to try."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jilong nodded emphatically, a hint of joy appearing on his face:
"Okay, give me a month, and I will definitely help you unleash your full potential."

After a moment's thought, he said to Shen Enxi:
"Then, homeroom teacher, Chen Zhou will come with me for training during morning reading and the two afternoon classes from now on."

Hearing Zhang Jilong's schedule, Shen Enxi hesitated for a moment before expressing her concerns:
"Coach Zhang, could you try not to take up class time? Although sports are very important to Chen Zhou, if he doesn't get the certificate, studying is still an option."

Zhang Jilong thought for a moment, then nodded and said:
"Then how about we not take up class time, but use it for morning reading, evening reading, and the first evening self-study session?"

Shen Enxi nodded and agreed.

Seeing that the two had made up their minds, Chen Zhou had no objections and the decision was made.

From now on, I will arrive at the gymnasium at 6:50 every morning for one hour of training, and at 18:30 in the evening for two hours of training.

Additional training will be conducted on Saturdays and Sundays, depending on the situation.

After reaching an agreement, the three-person meeting ended just before the preparatory bell rang.

Zhang Jilong patted Chen Zhou on the shoulder and said affectionately:

"Go back to class. Physical education is important, but you can't neglect your studies. I'll go back and prepare the training content. Training will start tomorrow."

Chen Zhou looked at Zhang Jilong, who would become his mentor on his sports journey.

He paused slightly, a smile on his face, and said:
"Goodbye, Coach!"

Zhang Jilong nodded:
"Goodbye."

Back in the classroom, Li Bin and Zhou Xinglun immediately surrounded him, asking curiously:

"Elbow, what does Jiang Yuyan want with you?"

Chen Zhou truthfully stated:
“A coach thought I had athletic talent and encouraged me to pursue sports.”

Upon hearing this, the two widened their eyes and burst into laughter:

"What? You say you have athletic talent? Hahahaha..."

After laughing for a while, Li Bin finally came to his senses and asked:

"So, did you agree or not, Chen Zhou, the sports student?"

Chen Zhou nodded:
"accepted."

Upon hearing this, Li Bin and Zhou Xinglun exchanged a glance, both looking puzzled.

Stephen Chow quickly asked:
"No, you're really planning to train in sports? Others start training in their first year of high school, and you're only starting in your senior year. How can you possibly compete?"

Chen Zhou shook his head:
"Just giving it a try."

Seeing that he remained silent, the two were a little confused. Then, seeing Shen Enxi walk into the classroom, they quietly returned to their seats.

Li Bin remarked with emotion:
"I didn't expect that pork knuckle would start to settle down as well."

Stephen Chow turned his head and whispered:

"You can practice all you want, but don't use any drugs, or you'll end up with a pointy head."

Chen Zhou knew that he couldn't explain things to the two of them, so he nodded and brushed it off.

The second class passed by in a flash.

The break between the second and third periods is for eye exercises, but except for the days when city leaders visit, the homeroom teacher usually doesn't come into the classroom to supervise.

Therefore, this golden twenty minutes is jokingly referred to by students as the "mini break".

During this short break, thanks to the announcements from the two loudspeakers, the whole class learned that Chen Zhou was preparing to practice physical education.

Upon hearing this news, many people were shocked and began to discuss it extensively.
"No way, has Chen Zhou lost his mind? He switched from academics to sports in his senior year of high school?"

"Did he get over 600 on the last test and think he's invincible, even dominating sports?"

"It's like the golden leaves flowing back into the brain; the pro player has taken control of the cerebellum."

"..."

Wang Rui and Zhu Zhou, both physical education students, also looked at Chen Zhou with surprise:

"Hey Zhou, are you really planning to study sports?"

Chen Zhou shook his head and said:

"To be precise, I only train for the 100-meter dash."

Question marks appeared above their heads, because they were on the regular sports student track, participating in the physical education exam in early April, which included various subjects.

Wang Rui frowned and asked:
"Brother Zhou, are you planning to take the high-level single-admission exam?"

Chen Zhou nodded and said:

"should be."

Zhu Zhou didn't know much about this, so he asked:
"Brother Rui, what is a high-level single-admission exam?"

Wang Rui explained slowly:

"The high-level special admission is different from ordinary sports students like us. It requires obtaining the national second-level athlete qualification and winning the top six in team events or the top three in individual events in provincial competitions."

"Especially since most of these events are concentrated in the second half of the year, so..."

Wang Rui glanced at Chen Zhou, shook his head, and remained silent.

Chen Zhou nodded, adding to Wang Rui's unspoken meaning:
"Therefore, I need to reach the national level 2 within the next two or three months and achieve a top-three finish in the provincial competition."

Wang Rui nodded:
"As for the 100 meters, there is a provincial middle school track and field championship in October, but in just one month, it is basically impossible to get into the top three in the 100 meters."

Chen Zhou nodded in understanding, gaining a clearer understanding of the sports path ahead of him.

It turns out that as long as you finish in the top three in a competition in October, you can participate in the high-level single-admission program.

It sounds pretty simple.

For him, having feet is enough.

Ding!
Just then, a system notification popped up:

The world is about to descend into chaos, and war is imminent. I urge Your Majesty to make every effort to prepare for war and return victorious amidst the chaos of war between the nations.

[Mission Objective: Top three in the battle]

[Task Reward: 1000 Imperial Prestige]

Was Da Chen still a separatist regime?
That sounds a bit ominous.

But Chen Zhou still nodded. It was rare for such a big mission to suddenly appear, worth a full thousand Imperial Prestige Points. He wondered who it was trying to tempt.

……

The bell for the end of evening self-study, like a rusty spring, trailed off into the night with a long, drawn-out sound.

Chen Zhou walked out of the teaching building with his schoolbag on his back.

Jiang Xia jumped around on the side, her short hair dancing in the wind.

Chen Zhou asked with a smile:
"What happened? Why are you so happy?"

Jiang Xia counted on his fingers and said slowly:
"Today is Monday, tomorrow is Tuesday, we have a holiday on Wednesday afternoon, and we're going to Jingdezhen on Thursday!"

Chen Zhou nodded with a smile:

"Counting them like that, it's actually quite fast."

Jiang Xia chuckled:

"I'll start trying to buy tickets tonight. We're not far from Jingdezhen, and there are many trains available, so it should be easy to get one."

The two chatted and laughed all the way, and soon arrived home.

"Bye~"

"See you tomorrow!"

Chen Zhou opened the door and called out to his family:
"Old guys, I'm back."

Chen Fang was still cleaning and mopping the living room, and the TV was still showing "Empresses in the Palace".

He saw Chen Zhou and chuckled:

"You're back. I made some pear soup in the pot. Remember to drink it."

Chen Zhou nodded, his eyes shifting:

Where is Lu Mi?

Chen Fang wiped his sweat and looked towards her bedroom:
"Xiao Lu, she went straight to her room after lunch this afternoon. She seemed a little distracted. Did something happen?"

As he spoke, he looked at Chen Zhou:

“Son, you two are close in age, so ask her later and you can offer her some advice if she encounters any problems.”

Chen Zhou put down his schoolbag, smiled, and said:
"Okay, I'll go ask her later."

As he spoke, he picked up his change of clothes, went into the bathroom, and began to wash away the day's fatigue.

After changing into his pajamas, Chen Zhou went to Lu Mi's room and knocked on the door.

"School girl!"

(End of this chapter)