Cultivation Shura Field

Teacher Zhao frowned and found that this boy was indeed not simple.

"Wait a minute. What I'm telling you is that you need to learn all the math knowledge from the three years of junior high school. It's not enough to just learn it once. You need to master it thoroughly before you can... You don't mean to say that you have mastered it all, do you?"

Xu Zhe nodded: "It's very transparent."

Teacher Zhao: "Are you sure? Have you looked for the questions for the high school entrance exam? Have you read them? How do you feel about doing those questions?"

Xu Zhe still nodded: "Very smooth."

Teacher Zhao felt that there was something wrong with what the boy said, but he couldn't point out what was wrong. So he could only shake his head and stand up.

"Okay, I'll take you to see Teacher Lu. Let me tell you first, she is a veteran of our school, a senior teacher, and she is impartial. But don't be too nervous. It's normal to be rejected for doing this in the first grade."

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Teacher Lu’s office is in the same teaching building, on the third grade floor.

Walking in the corridor on this floor, almost all the boys around him were taller than him, and even the girls were mostly about the same height as him, with only a few who were obviously shorter than him - this made Xu Zhe determined to drink milk, sleep more, and exercise more every day.

Even Bitcoin can no longer disturb his sleep.

Walking into the classroom office on the third floor, Xu Zhe immediately noticed a female teacher with droopy lips and gray hair. Sure enough, Teacher Zhao walked up to her and greeted her politely:

"Teacher Lu, I've brought the student I mentioned before to you. Do you want to take the baseline test here?"

She adjusted her glasses, looked up at the boy standing not far away, and frowned, "First grade, you're here right after school starts? So soon?"

Teacher Zhao smiled and said, "He said it's okay. I think we can give it a try first. Even if it doesn't meet the requirements, at least it will let him know how high the standards are."

Teacher Lu nodded, opened the drawer next to him, took out a test paper from it, and slapped it on the table: "Do it here, I'll watch you, and finish it within an hour."

The desk opposite was empty. Xu Zhe went over and sat down, then took the test paper and looked at it.

The paper was printed very sloppily, and it was obvious that the teacher had printed it out himself, with the blanks on the four sides not aligned. But fortunately, the printing was clear enough that the words and pictures were legible.

Xu Zhe: “Do you have a pen?”

Teacher Lu picked up a pen and threw it over.

Xu Zhe picked up the pen, lowered his head and started to do the questions.

Teacher Lu looked at the junior on the other side and said, "It's nothing. Are you his class teacher?"

Teacher Zhao shook his head.

Teacher Lu: "Then tell his class teacher that the child can't go back for at least an hour. There's nothing else to do."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you." Teacher Zhao said with a smile, then turned and left.

There were three other teachers in the office. Some were drinking tea, some were using computers and clicking the mouse, and they chatted from time to time, which inevitably made noises.

But Xu Zhe didn't care about this distraction and just focused on doing the test paper seriously.

This test paper was indeed tricky, but fortunately he had been mentally prepared and had read a lot of strange ideas, so it was not too difficult for him to do it.

And just like that, fifty minutes passed.

Xu Zhe suddenly raised his head and said, "Teacher Lu, I've finished writing."

The old professor adjusted his glasses, his eyes behind the lenses clearly showing suspicion: "It's not time yet, why are you so fast?"

Xu Zhe handed over the finished paper and watched her correct it.

As he was looking at the questions, Teacher Lu circled a question and muttered, "I was still careless here."

Xu Zhe smiled and said, "Sorry, I should have checked it more."

Just then, there was a knock on the office door. A junior high school girl pushed the door open and walked straight over.

"Teacher Lu, the groups have all gathered."

The voice sounded familiar, Xu Zhe subconsciously turned his head slightly and saw Shen Lan.

This is the first time I see her wearing school uniform.

When Shen Lan saw Xu Zhe, she was also stunned for a moment. But then she reacted and realized what he was doing.

It turns out that he did the baseline test so quickly...

The girl smiled silently and nodded slightly as a greeting to him.

Teacher Lu didn't notice these details. He was still looking at the paper and said without raising his head, "You guys study on your own for a while. I'll be there soon."

"Okay." Shen Lan agreed crisply, but did not leave immediately. She looked at the paper and saw a bright red circle, but only one.

This seems to mean that there are very few wrong questions...

Shen Lan met his gaze again and secretly gave him a thumbs up.

Xu Zhe cupped his hands, as if to say "thank you for the compliment".

The girl almost couldn't help laughing at his old-fashioned look.

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Chapter 61 061 Excellent

2023-09-06

Teacher Lu put down the paper and kept looking at the first-grade boy in front of him.

She said, "You only got one question wrong, and you got 96 points, so you can join the Mathematical Olympiad team. But to be honest, I've never seen a first-year student join..."

Xu Zhe: “Any questions?”

Teacher Lu: "You are the top student in your grade, right? Is your progress so fast only in math, or in other subjects as well?"

Xu Zhe: “Mainly because I am more interested in mathematics.”

Teacher Lu: "But I want to remind you that the difficulty of the Mathematical Olympiad is probably similar to that of high school, and many questions are even trickier than those in high school. I understand that you are very confident now, but if you encounter setbacks in the future, I hope you will not feel psychologically stressed..."

Xu Zhe said firmly: "Don't worry."

It's just high school math, it's not like he hasn't learned it before. What kind of psychological pressure can he have if he just reviews it again?

Teacher Lu hesitated for two seconds, and then looked at him with a much softer expression: "Then I'll sign up for you now. Come to class every Saturday and Sunday at nine in the morning, okay?"

Xu Zhe nodded: "I have no problem."

"Okay, then you go back first. I have something else to do. Get ready. You are really good, young man. Come on."

Teacher Lu stood up and was about to leave.

Xu Zhe had no reason to stay here any longer. After leaving the office, he waved goodbye to the old teacher, and then he felt a vibration in his trouser pocket.

He walked a few more steps, went to the window at the end of the corridor, took out his pager, and saw that it was his father calling.

It was of course risky to take out a cell phone in school, but there were not many people passing by at the end of the corridor, let alone teachers. Besides, this was the first floor of the third grade, so there shouldn't be any teachers who knew him.

Seeing that the incoming call number was from his father, Xu Zhe wanted to hang up directly, leave school and call back. But before hanging up, he thought of a question - his father, who almost never called him, had anything to say to him now?

Could it be something important?

Xu Zhe recalled that when the stock market reopened a few days ago, he asked his father to invest the money. The three thousand yuan he had given before, plus the New Year's money from his grandparents, totaled seven thousand yuan. After entering the stock market, after a short decline, it quickly rose slowly. And today is also a trading day...

So he answered the call.

Then I heard my father's excited voice: "You know, An Yeast has reached its daily limit!"

Xu Zhe smiled and replied, "Of course I don't know. I'm at school and I can't turn on the computer to check it."

Father: "Do you want to sell? You can make more money by selling high and buying low."

Xu Zhe: "Forget it. The upward momentum is not over yet. It is still a long way from my target price. If I do T now and it goes wrong, it will be more trouble than gain."

Father: "But the current trading volume is very large, and there is a high possibility that it will fall back later. And it may also fall back tomorrow. Are you sure you want me to hold it for you?"

Xu Zhe thought for a moment and asked, "How much money did you make in the stock market?"

Xu Guowei not only did not make money in the stock market, but also lost money, so he withdrew all his money last year and ignored the stock market account. When Xu Zhe only asked the first question, Xu Guowei realized what kind of conversation would follow.

How much money did you make in the stock market? I didn't make any money, I lost money. Why did I listen to you and not me?

So the father said helplessly: "Okay, it's your money anyway, you have the final say. Don't blame me if you make less money."

"Don't worry, I won't blame you. Just leave those stocks there, there's no need to do anything..."

Xu Zhe was talking when someone suddenly patted him on the back.

Then, a middle-aged male teacher with a rather dignified voice said: "Which class are you from? Why are you openly using your cell phone?"

Xu Zhe was startled and quickly hung up the call.

At the same time, he turned around and saw an acquaintance - it turned out to be the dean of studies, Wang Gang, the teacher who often caught students violating disciplines and made bad boys of all grades terrified.

But at this time, although Teacher Wang caught Xu Zhe and his voice was still so intimidating, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile.

After all, the treatment given to a lifesaver is something that other students can never compare to.

Teacher Wang Gang asked again with a smile: "Aren't you a freshman? Why are you here to make a phone call?"

Xu Zhe: "The main reason I came here is because Teacher Lu wanted to talk to me about something. Then, my dad called me just now and hung up after saying a few words."

"Teacher Lu?" Teacher Wang Gang touched his forehead and said, "Is it the one who teaches mathematics?"

Xu Zhe nodded and said calmly and naturally: "It's mainly because she asked me to participate in the Mathematical Olympiad."

Teacher Wang Gang: "Mathematical Olympiad in the first year of junior high school? Why did Teacher Lu choose you?"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xu Zhe boasted a little: "Because I ranked first in our grade? Also, I got full marks in math at the end of the semester, so I might be more suitable for participating in the Mathematical Olympiad."

Teacher Wang Gang gave a thumbs up without hesitation: "Awesome! I wouldn't say a word to a kid like you even if you were playing with your phone in front of me."

Xu Zhe immediately took out his PHS and said, "Teacher Wang, you have a cell phone too, right? How about saving a number?"

"it is good!"

Teacher Wang Gang took out his cell phone and exchanged contact information with Xu Zhe.

For Xu Zhe, saving the Dean's number was like having an extra trump card in school. If he encountered something like being targeted by high school students near the school last semester, it would be like having another channel to settle the matter.

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Mr. Sun, the head teacher of Class 7, Grade 7, was sitting at his desk, looking at the boy who stood up across the table.

The expression on her face was a little complicated. "You are going to participate in the Mathematical Olympiad, so... Teacher Zhao can exempt you from the math homework, but it is impossible for me to exempt you from the homework of other classes."

Xu Zhe explained: "No, I don't want you to exempt me from all my homework. I just want to ask if you can talk to the teachers of other classes to reduce some of my homework assignments appropriately?"

"How do we discuss this?" Teacher Sun frowned and asked, "You want me to talk to them?"

Xu Zhe: "Not really. Actually, I just want your approval, or agreement in principle. Then, I will talk to the teachers of each class myself. Of course, you can also go with me. I believe that the teachers can understand."

As soon as he finished speaking, the biology teacher next to him said, "I agree. You don't need to tell me. I believe in Xu Zhe's learning ability and self-awareness."

Teacher Sun's frown relaxed a little, but his tone was still uncertain: "I've never had a student like this before."

Xu Zhe smiled and said, "In the past, no one in our school participated in the Mathematical Olympiad in the first grade, right?"

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Chapter 62 Human Swamp

2023-09-06

At the first class meeting of the new semester, the head teacher, Mr. Sun, wrote a bunch of class cadre position titles on the blackboard, including 'class monitor', 'discipline committee member', 'labor committee member', 'physical education committee member', 'Chinese class representative', 'math class representative', etc.

Then Teacher Sun put down the chalk and said, "We are going to elect new class leaders today. Many students have already asked me to sign up. Now I ask again, is there anyone who still wants to be a class leader? Gao Xuefei, put your hand down! Let me first tell you about the selection process today..."

Song Xingye quietly asked the boy next to him: "Didn't you sign up?"

Xu Zhe shook his head.

Song Xingye: "Last time I saw you talking to the teacher for a long time, didn't she persuade you? I thought that even if you didn't want to be a teacher, the teacher would persuade you."

Xu Zhe: "She only asked me once, and I said I didn't want to be a class leader, so she never advised me."

Song Xingye was a little puzzled: "Strange, if she wasn't trying to persuade you to become a class leader, then why did it take so long..."