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Chapter 1 Math League
In order to enhance the reading experience, the following instructions are specially made.

The first volume is the boyhood of the protagonist, and the sense of substitution is not strong.If you want to understand the cause and effect, the second volume is a compromise.

Scientific and technological texts, starting from the third volume.Science fiction begins with volume six.
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Milky Way, Perseus Arm, Solar System, Earth Calendar, September 1986, 9 AD.

Ice City——
Bingfei Community, Building 168.

"Get up! Get up!"

The family area on Monday morning was full of noise.From the residents' windows or cracks in the doors, there were sounds of beating children.

Adults cry, children cry.In the family building in the living area, there was a busy scene.

The sunny one in the middle of the fourth floor is a one-bedroom single-family unit.Although there is only one bedroom, a family of four lives in this house.His father, Chen Dechun, and his mother, Xia Caibin, are both employees of Bingfei.

In addition to parents, there is a son and a daughter.This is the standard configuration at this time, and the two children are just right.

Due to dual employment, many families will send their children to primary school in advance to reduce the time and energy required for child care.Chen Dechun has little power. When the two children were 5 years old, they were sent to school early. (Children's school, 6 years old can go to school normally.)
The eldest son, Chen Quan, is a 12-year-old chubby boy. Since he started school early and caught up with the end of the 5-year elementary school system, he is already in the second grade of junior high school.

The second daughter, Chen Ying, is 10 years old and is in the fifth grade of elementary school.

"Why haven't you woke up yet? What are you thinking? Eat, eat!"

Xia Caibin was in a mood of impatience, so he slapped his stupid son on the neck casually.

"Mom, I want to sign up for a math competition."

The mother's slap, the level is extremely high, the sound is loud, but it doesn't hurt.Or, after being beaten since childhood, enough resistance has been developed in the neck, and Chen Quan doesn't feel much.

"What math competition? Why do you think it's a one-off?"

"Yesterday I had a dream. In the dream, someone asked me to sign up for the mathematics league." Chen Quan was indeed not sober. "Teacher Sun Yu is counting the registrations."

"Stop joking! Just your grades? Still participating in the competition?" Xia Caibin dismissed it. "I don't ask for anything else, as long as you pass the exam, I will be a high incense."

Chen Quan is one year younger than his peers, which leads to a significant difference in comprehension and logic ability from his classmates, and his grades in Chinese and other subjects are poor.But also because of his young age, he is relatively innocent, more obedient, and has some advantages in mathematics.In elementary school, in general, the grades are average.

After entering junior high school, through connections, Chen Quan was put into the fast class.It was this seemingly cheap decision that caused Chen Quan's performance to go from bad to worse.

The students in the fast class were all top students from various elementary schools, and Chen Quan's grades directly fell to the bottom one and second in the class.What is even more worrying is that the teachers' energies are always focused on the top students and the students near the passing line. They have no time to give attention to Chen Quan, who has the lowest grades, even though Chen Dechun and Xia Caibin have communicated with the teachers many times.

With the passage of time, one year later, Chen Quan's attitude towards learning changed drastically, and he gradually accepted that he was a poor student.The grades in each subject did not advance but regressed, becoming more and more unbearable, and there was a sharp decline in the grade rankings, from more than 150 to 250.

Working in a large state-owned factory, the interpersonal relationship is relatively stable, and the academic performance of the children is the main topic in the social circle.His son's poor grades made Xia Caibin very embarrassed.

"It's always good for children to make progress. Go sign up and I'll greet you." Chen Dechun is in charge of personnel in the branch factory. Although he is not directly in charge, he still has indirect influence.

"it is good."

"Eat quickly. You are the only one who is slow!. Put on your clothes quickly!... Oh? Put on the sweater first! Put on again! Hurry up! Put on your shoes, put on your shoes! Put on your own shoes! Quickly! Quickly! Schoolbag, your schoolbag. Take it! "

After the chaos, Xia Caibin kicked the two children out of the house, then turned around and locked the door.

The school affiliated with the company is good in this regard, and the school hours are the same as the working hours.A family of four went out at the same time, going their separate ways.

Residents walked out of the matchbox-style family building, forming a flow of people on the street.These trickling streams converge one after another and gradually grow stronger. After entering the main road, all the rivers finally flow into the sea.

The main body of the road is the endless army of bicycles, mixed with the slow-moving buses.

On both sides of the road, there are pedestrians all over the mountains and plains.

Human voices, bicycle bells, and car horns resounded through the earth.
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Junior high school.

Students and teachers, in an endless stream, walked into the campus.

Chen Quan followed the flow of people and walked towards the teaching building of the junior high school.

The campus of Zidi Middle School is very large, including three main buildings.Middle School, High School, and a shared gymnasium.

When Chen Quan entered the classroom, there were not many people in the room.Chen Quan is always the first one to arrive at the school, because his home is directly facing the school gate, only separated by a main road with a green belt.

Walking to the last row, Chen Quan pulled out the chair, threw his schoolbag on the table, and sat down.

Due to his age, Chen Quan's height was the lowest in the class, so he should sit in the first row, but in the fast class, everything was based on grades.

Chen Quan took out his textbook and pretended to be studying absent-mindedly, but what he kept thinking about was that strange dream last night.

He seemed to have been pulled into an extremely empty place, where all he could see was the twinkling starry sky.Chen Quan floated in it, feeling no gravity at all.

When he was wondering, a gentle female voice rang in his ear, telling him that due to his outstanding aptitude, he was selected to participate in a competition called Perfection.

Chen Quan was a little frightened, he didn't hear the word "perfect" clearly, and he didn't understand why he was selected, so he left in a daze.He just remembered that the first step of this competition was to ask him to participate in the junior high school mathematics league and win the prize.

He didn't know the purpose of the "perfect" competition, the selection criteria, or the winning criteria.Why he was chosen is also at a loss.

That gentle voice said that his qualifications are excellent, does it mean his academic performance?
"Could it be that I'm actually a good student? My potential hasn't been realized yet?"

Chen Quan couldn't help but feel refreshed.Hope rose in my heart.

He found out the math textbook and read it attentively.

"I'm a good student!"

Unknowingly, an impossible idea took root in the heart of the 12-year-old child.

"Ring ring ring..."

The third period was mathematics class. As the bell rang, the classroom was like a frying pan, and the students rushed out to the playground.

Chen Quan did not go out to play with the big sneakers as usual, but followed the math teacher into the teaching and research room.

"Report, teacher!"

"Hey? Why are you here? Why don't you go out for activities?"

As soon as Sun Woo sat down, he was startled by the voice behind him.

"I want to sign up and participate in the competition."

Among all the subjects, Chen Quan has the best relationship with Sun Yu, the reason is simple, only mathematics, and his grades are passing.

"Your dad has already called me. I agree in principle."

The school encourages the registration of mathematics competitions.The junior high school mathematics league has just been held, and its influence has not yet been shown.In another series of trial competitions, the results must be used to speak for themselves, and there is basically no room for other interference factors.

"Yeah!"

"But there is a prerequisite!"

"What conditions?"

"I discussed it with your head teacher, Mr. Wang, and her opinion is that you must pass all subjects in the midterm exam, at least the main subject."

Although there are no restrictions on the registration of the competition, Chen Quan's situation is too special.Most of the subjects are in the state of failing, which is a hindrance to the results of the fast class.

Before the competition, the school will hold some special training. In the eyes of the head teacher, these additional arrangements will obviously continue to affect Chen Quan's performance and her reputation.

The side effect of one poor student will offset ten excellent students.

"Hmm." Chen Quan was dumbfounded.

There are less than three weeks left until midterm exams.Regardless of whether he is willing to work hard for it, even if he doesn't sleep, there is no guarantee that he will pass so many subjects.

Especially Chinese, politics, English and other subjects related to rote, he has not passed since elementary school.

"I have communicated with Section Chief Chen on this matter. He agreed."

Chief Chen is Chen Quan's father.

"Really? That's fine."

Chen Quan returned to the classroom in a daze, and took out his Chinese textbook in a daze.

After turning two pages, he was completely clueless.Especially those poems and classical Chinese, he has no feeling at all.

When the teacher is in class, he always says that their words are beautiful, but what is so beautiful about them?
"I have no choice but to go and say sorry to that sister with a nice voice. It's not that I don't want to participate in the math competition, it's that I can't participate at all!
I don't know if I can still dream of that place tonight.

This is really a strange dream. "

(End of this chapter)