Fog Era

"Everyone may have heard that there was a full score in the exam this time." The Director of the Education Office exclaimed, "To be honest, I am surprised, because I can't do it myself. It reaches full marks. The students always create miracles again and again, which makes me look up to each other."

This is true, and the teacher representatives nodded in agreement. They have all tried to do that set of questions, and they have to admit that it is really amazing to be able to achieve full marks on such a set of questions.

But who wants to hear this, we want to hear the result first! Yesterday I made a bet with teachers in other grade groups, and today it will be up to you who gets better results!

"Read the list of full scores first."

Um, well, very good. This is what everyone looks forward to most.

The director of the Department of Education first looked towards the third grade math group: "Let’s talk about the third grade."

The third grade group is sitting in danger.

"Full score is two people."

Two people? so much? Teacher complexion of other grade groups slightly changed.

"Respectively--" The director of the Office of Education read the small card in his hand like an Oscar-presenting guest: "Senior Grade One, Zhou Zhengyang."

Zhou Zhengyang!

The teachers can't help being nodded, they have all heard of this person's name, it is indeed Heaven's Chosen Child. This time the college entrance examination, relying on him to sprint for the position of No. 1 in North Jiangsu Province, even the No. 1 in Nanzhili province is not impossible to fight for it.

By the way, there is another one, who is the one who can keep pace with Zhou Zhengyang?

"Gu Xuechao, Grade Two, Grade Three."

You can't go wrong, you can't go wrong, it really is him.

The nodded in the hearts of teachers, it is completely unexpected. These two people can be said to be very bright for a while, you chased me and didn't give in. Although Zhou Zhengyang took the lead temporarily in the recent mock exams, Gu Xuechao's foundation is solid and solid, and the last fight may not necessarily be the one who wins and who loses.

"The third grade of high school did a good job this time. In addition to these two students, there are eight other students who passed the 380 points. Overall, they were the best in the third grade. "

The third grade group was immediately glorious, straightened up the collar and pulled the hem, looking at the world.

"Let’s talk about the second year of high school."

The second year of high school also sat up in distress. The teachers in the second-year math group winked at each other, and they still had a bottom line in their hearts. Although not as much as the third grade, at least there is a supporting scene.

But the director of the Education Office shook his head: "Sophomore, there is no full mark."

"What?!" A mathematics teacher couldn't help but said in surprise: "Isn't Wang Jinquan a full mark? "

Wang Jinquan is a second-year student, currently the second-year brother, and chairman of the Fengming First Middle School Student Union. In previous corrections, these teachers confirmed that Wang Jinquan's subsequent papers were all done correctly.

"We reviewed the rolls of all high-scoring students and found that Wang Jinquan made a small mistake on the fourth and fifth pages. Therefore, Wang Jinquan’s final score was 300 98. Six." There are too many questions, not every question is worth one point.

The director of the Education Office said: "The two questions he made mistakes are actually not difficult, at least not difficult for his level. But carelessness will eventually miss perfection."

The sophomore teacher couldn't help being disappointed.

Wang Jinquan did a great job in the difficult part behind. Everyone thought he was stable. Only then did he come out with a full score to fight against Zhou Zhengyang in his third year of high school. I didn't expect, but in the end there was a problem in a simple place. Unexpectedly, there are also some teachers who think deeply.

Making mistakes in simple places is also a manifestation of a weak foundation.

"There is no perfect score in the second year of high school. The highest score is Wang Jinquan. There are five people including him more than three hundred and eighty." The third grade of senior high school is worse."

The second grade of senior high stubbornly frustrated, and at the same time, I couldn’t help feeling that even Wang Jinquan didn’t get a full score. It’s really too difficult to get a full score this time. Conversely, we can also see how powerful Zhou Zhengyang and Gu Xuechao are. That is simply the dominant strength of a glance at the many mountains that seem small.

So what about the freshman year?

"Before announcing the grades of the first grade, let me talk about it first." The director of the Education Office looked at the first grade group, disappointed, exhibiting one's feelings in one's speech: "In the first grade, there are three Among the grades, the overall performance is the worst. There are only two people above 380, and the three hundred and fifty subsections, three hundred and thirty subsections, etc., are not as good as the second grade. It can be said that there are three of us in Fengming No.1 Middle School. It is true that one generation is inferior to one generation."

The mathematics teacher in the first grade was said to be unable to raise his head and could not refute it. This is the first time in the history of Fengming No. 1 Middle School that students in three grades have been brought together to take the unified exam for the whole school. Originally, he was full of confidence. I didn't expect when I pulled it out for a stroll, I found out that my house is a horse, but my own house is a lame mule.

Among the first grade math teachers, only Old Jia unperturbed is electrified. He knows that his old face can be kept.

"However, the two students in the first grade above 380 are excellent." The director of the education office smiled and looked towards Old Jia: "Fang Qingjue, the third grade of high school. , Full score."

Old Jia couldn't help but nodded with a smile, accepting all the mathematics teachers' stare with surprise and envy. No one doubted the authenticity of the results, Fang Qingjue, that was Heaven Blessed Genius, the number one in the entire senior year.

The teachers can't help whispering.

"The tutor of the Governor of Northern Jiangsu Province is excellent!"

"Able to keep pace with Zhou Zhengyang and Gu Xuechao, the Grade Number One Person is indeed not a mere name."

"Old Jia is really good luck, it is such a good seed!"

Old Jia is elated in his heart, and you can't envy it either. At the time of the exam, he felt that if he could find a perfect score for the entire freshman year, then it must be this Fang Qingjue. Sure enough, the name speaks for itself, Qingning arrogant, talented and unparalleled.

"Don't get excited," the dean of instruction squeezed his palm: "It hasn't been announced yet, one person in the first grade has got full marks."

"oh?" this time Old Jia was also surprised: "Can anyone get a perfect score?"

Other teachers were also surprised.

The level of the first-year students is already known by the teachers. Generally speaking, no one has the ability to take full marks. I think about all Elite Classes, including those who are usually not good at the top ten of the grade, I am afraid they are not much different. There are only two people above 380 points, and a gap of 20 points. This is no longer a level, but a big gap.

Speaking of which is really embarrassing, but the overall level of the first grade is indeed much worse than the other two grades.

In such a big environment, who can stand out, set aside their peers, and compete with Fang Qing?

The teachers looked towards the director of the education office waiting for the announcement, but the expression on the director of the education office became more and more interesting: "This is what surprised me most about the exam this time. Everyone, I can promise, I have organized staff to check the volume of this student repeatedly and it is indeed no problem. If you are not convinced, I can take out the paper for you to check on the spot."

Every teacher looked at each other in blank dismay, what the hell is it and why is it so serious?

"Speaking out, even I was surprised. Another student who got full marks in the first grade..." The director of the Education Office was so appetite that he dragged his singing, and then announced: "It's Gao Ten-twenty eighth class, Shi Tiexin."

"What?!" Old Jia couldn't help standing up suddenly, dumbfounded.