My IQ has been increasing year by year.

Chen Zhuo did not stop.

He walked past Wang Yang, who had stopped.

His hands were still in his pockets.

There was no change in rhythm with his steps.

He walked to a spot two steps ahead of Wang Yang.

He turned around.

Looking at these senior students who were frozen in place.

"Let's go."

Chen Zhuo said.

The sound wasn't loud.

But to Wang Yang and his group, it was very clear.

Wang Yang came to his senses.

He glanced at Chen Zhuo.

Chen Zhuo's expression was exactly the same as when he bought a jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) on the roadside earlier.

There was no excitement, no stage fright.

Wang Yang gritted his teeth.

He pushed his bicycle and followed.

Liu Kai straightened his back and strode forward.

The others followed.

Eight people.

Rearrange the formation.

Keep going.

There are still 100 meters to the school gate.

We're getting closer and closer to the notice board.

The girl in the crowd was still reciting.

"...This is the best collective result our school has achieved in science competitions since its founding."

She paused for a moment.

The voice suddenly rose, filled with undisguised surprise.

"Grand Prize"

"Ranked first in the province in both mathematics and physics."

"Perfect scores in both subjects, selected for the provincial team training camp."

"Chen Zhuo, Class 1, Grade 7"

That concludes the reading.

The crowd in front of the notice board suddenly fell silent.

It was like a radio that was playing when someone suddenly unplugged it.

Those students who were just chattering about Wang Yang and Zhao Chen.

Those eighth and ninth graders holding steamed buns and pushing bicycles.

Everything stopped moving.

No one speaks.

Only the wind blowing through the red paper made a soft rustling sound.

"Perfect scores in both subjects?"

Finally, someone broke the silence. Their voice was hoarse.

"Am I seeing things? A perfect score?"

"First year of junior high? Chen Zhuo?"

"Is it that short guy who got in at nine years old?"

"Isn't he only ten years old?"

The crowd was like a pot that had exploded.

But after the explosion, it quickly returned to an even more eerie silence.

That is a kind of speechlessness when faced with absolute power.

Wang Yang pushed the cart.

They had walked to within ten meters of the side and back of the notice board.

He sensed the change in the atmosphere around him.

Some of the students standing on the periphery turned their heads away.

A ninth-grade boy turned his head.

His gaze went over the shoulders of the crowd.

Just then, I saw Wang Yang pushing his bicycle.

The boy was stunned for a moment.

He knew Wang Yang.

The boy looked away from Wang Yang.

I saw Liu Kai and Zhao Chen standing next to me.

I saw Li Hao and Zhang Wei.

I saw Nan Xiaoyun and Lin Xiao.

Six ninth-grade students wearing school uniforms.

The names on the honor roll.

Living, breathing people were standing right behind them.

The boy's gaze continued downwards.

He saw the person walking at the very front.

A boy who only reached Wang Yang's shoulder height.

Dark blue school uniform.

A black backpack.

Wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

Hands in pockets.

He walked over with a blank expression.

The boy's eyes widened slowly.

He instinctively took half a step back.

The half-eaten fried dough stick in my hand fell to the ground.

As he stepped back, he bumped into the person in front of him.

The person in front turned their head.

I followed his gaze.

I saw it too.

The eight people on the red list.

Neat and tidy.

We've made it through.

The news spread rapidly through the crowd like ripples on water.

No one needs to shout.

No one needs to give instructions.

The students gathered in front of the notice board.

The students who are about to enter the school gate.

Even the head of teaching affairs standing inside the school gate.

All eyes were on them.

They all gathered on this road leading to the gate.

The focus is on these eight people.

Finally, he stared intently at the short man walking at the front.

Chen Zhuo did not stop.

He looked ahead.

The yellow characters on the large red banner were now clearly visible.

Warmest congratulations to all eight students from our school who won awards in the provincial science Olympiad! Special congratulations to Chen Zhuo for achieving perfect scores in two subjects!

The characters are very large.

That's so tacky.

Chen Zhuo walked to the edge of the crowd in front of the notice board.

He didn't say "move aside".

He simply maintained his original pace and continued walking forward.

The two eighth-grade boys blocking the way reacted as if they had been electrocuted, and suddenly dodged to the sides.

The bicycle's front wheel grazed a classmate next to it, but no one complained.

The crowd split in the middle.

Like an invisible knife, it cut a wide path through the dense flow of people reading aloud in the morning.

A passageway leading directly to the school gate.

No one speaks.

More than two hundred people stood on both sides of the passageway.

Watching the team walk past.

Watching the ten-year-old boy walk past.

Quiet.

Absolute silence.

All that could be heard was the clicking sound of the chain as Wang Yang pushed that old-fashioned bicycle.

All that could be heard was the synchronized footsteps of the eight people.

Wang Yang walked diagonally behind Chen Zhuo.

He felt his legs shaking.

It's not fear.

It's the kind of shiver that makes your blood rush to your head when you're being stared at by hundreds of eyes.

He saw one of the sports committee members who usually looked down on him in class, now standing by the roadside with his mouth agape, looking at him with eyes full of awe.

Wang Yang unconsciously straightened his back.

Grip the bicycle handlebars tightly.

Liu Kai held his head high.

The collar of his new shirt was very white in the sunlight.

Looking at the students making way on both sides, he suddenly felt that the three days of inspirational speeches he had received had not been in vain.

Li Hao and Zhang Wei walked steadily.

Nan Xiaoyun clung tightly to Lin Xiao's arm; both girls' faces were flushed, but their eyes shone with an alarming brightness.

Chen Zhuo walked at the very front.

He stepped onto the cement road.

Passing by the notice board.

I passed by the huge red notice board with his name on it.

He didn't even turn his head.

He walked to the school gate.

The head of the teaching department stood beside the iron gate.

The head teacher, who usually loves to nitpick and is the loudest, is now silent.

He looked at Chen Zhuo walking over, and then at the seven junior high students behind Chen Zhuo.

The head of the teaching department stepped aside.

They cleared the very center of the main entrance.

Chen Zhuo stepped over the iron threshold of the school gate.

I entered the campus.

Wang Yang pushed the cart and followed them inside.

Then came Zhao Chen, Li Hao, Zhang Wei, Nan Xiaoyun, and Lin Xiao.

Eight people.

Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of students, in an eerily quiet atmosphere, I entered the No. 1 Middle School of the city.

Until their figures turned the corner of the teaching building.

They disappeared from sight.

The passageway at the school gate slowly closed.

The silence was broken.

It's like a drop of water falling into a pot of boiling oil.

A buzz of discussion erupted instantly.

"Did you see that? The one who was walking in front just now."

"I saw it...it's so small."

"Nonsense, how old can a ten-year-old be?"

"He didn't even glance at us."

"Why are you looking at me? He got full marks, full marks in two subjects."

A ninth-grade boy picked up half a fried dough stick that had fallen on the ground and threw it into the trash can.

He glanced at the red list.

He sighed.

"Let's go back to the classroom. Compared to them, we're just there to make up the numbers."

The bell rang at this moment to signal the start of morning reading.

The shrill sound of the doorbell pierced the morning air.

Students pushed their bikes and hurried into the school gate.

The sun rose higher and higher.

The light shone on the red paper on the notice board.

The light shone on the large red banner above the door.

Shining brightly.