Number One in the Class
"Play a round? Not interested." Chen Yang shrugged indifferently.
Zhang Meng wanted to persuade him again, because he liked to play with people with high standards. He liked to compete with people with high standards to improve his own standards. This was also Zhang Meng's way of success. Zhang Meng had always wanted to drag Chen Yang into a fight. Finally, Chen Yang grumbled in dissatisfaction,""Boss, my college entrance examination is in a month. Please be magnanimous and let me go. I don't have the time. I just got criticized last night, and I still want to go with you.”
After hearing this, Zhang Meng had no choice. After all, Chen Yang had to do well in the cultural examination to enter a good university, unlike Zhang Meng, who had already received an interview opportunity from Beijing Sports University in advance.
After chatting casually with Chen Yang, Zhang Meng said goodbye to Chen Yang and left. This small incident had already calmed down before it could cause any waves. Thinking about it, it made sense. People who were rushing for the college entrance examination should seize the time to study more. Besides, they were afraid that Lao Mao would find out again. Chen Yang did not want to drag his father down again.
He laughed at himself and returned to his seat in the classroom. The first class in the morning was mathematics, and it was the class teacher, Lao Mao's class.
Before the bell rang, Lao Mao had already entered the room with the test papers in his arms. His eyes kept glancing at Chen Yang, which made Chen Yang, who had been hiding in a corner and thought he was safe, feel a little uneasy. Chen Yang thought to himself," Did Old Mao take the wrong medicine today? Why is he not paying attention to the top students in the front row and staring at me?"
The heavy atmosphere in the air was broken by the rapid ringing of the bell. "Hand out the papers," Lao Mao said.”The Mathematics representative, Zhang Tingxuan, went forward to take the papers and distribute them to each team leader. Soon, the papers were distributed. Basically, everyone had their papers. Of course, apart from our Lord Pig Horn Chen Yang, Chen Yang also seemed to feel waves of killing intent from Old Mao's sharp eyes.
After staring at Chen Yang for a while, Lao Mao finally spoke again,""In this test, the first place in the class is Chen Yang.”
As soon as he finished speaking, there were gasps coming from below. This news shocked everyone. " And it's a full score." Lao Mao's voice rang out once again, causing even more gasps from below. A few " top students " who usually thought their grades were not bad also turned their heads to look at Chen Yang from the front row.
Faced with these gazes, Chen Yang read the word 'distrust' in everyone's eyes. It was no wonder. Chen Yang's usual mathematics results were trash. It was already very good to pass. This was also a true reflection of his current results. It was such a person who suddenly got full marks. Moreover, Chen Yang was the only one in the class who got full marks this time. Even if Lao Mao said that he plagiarized someone else, it would be impossible to say.
Old Mao was also very puzzled. Why was Chen Yang the first? This kid had just gotten into trouble. Moreover, Old Mao had written the test himself. There were a few difficult questions, and one of them even required the formula from the university. It involved a lot of knowledge from the university. Chen Yang was the only one in the school who could answer this question. It was the habit of the school to use the same set of test papers for the whole school. This time, they used Old Mao's test questions. Usually, the teachers would take turns to set questions for the students to test. They would basically take the test at the same time. This way, there would be a more comprehensive atmosphere and it would be easier to compare.
The second place in the exam was only 124, but Chen Yang's score was an astonishing 150. This made Lao Mao very proud in front of the other teachers, but at the same time, he was a little suspicious of this score. After all, Chen Yang would not have been able to get such a score based on his usual results. It was already a blessing to pass.
Therefore, with a skeptical mentality, Lao Mao called Chen Yang to the podium to explain the solution to this problem, although he still did not think that Chen Yang could solve it. Letting Chen Yang talk about it would also allow him to see if Chen Yang really understood these things (Subconsciously, he thought that Chen Yang might have seen the questions this time and remembered the answers).
Chen Yang, who had been looked down upon many times before his rebirth, was not timid at all. Under the gaze of Lao Mao and the entire class, he began to explain fluently on the podium, just like a teacher who had been teaching for many years. There was no awkwardness at all. This made Old Mao's eyes gradually soften and he felt a little gratified. He believed that Chen Yang was indeed capable. After that, Lao Mao explained all the other questions one by one. During the break, he took a ten-minute break.
After two math classes, there were two English classes. Unlike usual, Chen Yang was eager to go to class. In the past, Chen Yang had thought that English was a language of birds and that it was very difficult to listen to. But now, Chen Yang, who had a good level of English, wanted to perform well. It would be best if there was an exam or something so that a certain someone who had performed like a villain could show off his talent in English.
After the bell rang for a while, the English teacher, Ms. Liu, arrived late. It was obvious that she did not have any test papers. This made Chen Yang, who had wanted to show off, a little disappointed. The momentum that he had once desired to show off was worn away by Teacher Liu's drowsy lecture. The teacher was actually late, and he didn't even bring his test paper. It was really wrong of him. A certain someone, who had originally wanted to perform well in English class, thought indignantly.
The English class was as boring as usual. Teacher Liu's lecture was dull and boring. He just asked everyone to memorize it. Chen Yang did not dare to compliment this kind of teaching method. It was indeed worthy of being the backbone of the " spoon-feeding education method ".
The days passed quietly in the midst of intense study. In the blink of an eye, it was July. During this period, Chen Yang had learned a lot of knowledge with the help of the Genius Learning System. Of course, it was mainly to improve his current results. According to Chen Yang's current situation, Chen Yang had learned all the knowledge that he thought was useful. As for sports, he chose to swim because he was afraid of water since he was young. Chen Yang, who was afraid of swimming, chose to swim after making up his mind instead of basketball, which he had always loved. Of course, what he could learn at the moment was only at the beginner level. According to the system's standards, it was at the beginner level. Among the other major subjects, Chen Yang studied piano, art, acupuncture, and so on. Since it was the first time that the system had chosen to study all subjects after the upgrade, the system rewarded Chen Yang with the ability to upgrade a small subject to an advanced level. Considering that he could treat his father's illness as soon as possible, Chen Yang chose to strengthen acupuncture in medicine.
Chen Yang could now be considered a true " genius ". In the last two preliminary examinations, Chen Yang had used a little bit of his martial arts and earned the treatment of a top student. His physical fitness that had been transformed could only be described as strong. His memory had improved significantly, and his mind had become much more agile. Even his IQ had probably increased. After getting high marks many times, Lao Mao personally invited Chen Yang from the safe corner to the front row seat. This made Chen Yang extremely depressed. It was so good to hide in the corner where the wind could not blow and the rain could not hit. Now that he had performed a little, he could no longer enjoy that sheltered harbor. Therefore, Chen Yang often looked at his original seat with a resentful gaze, making the students who were now sitting in that seat feel like their buttholes were shrinking. There was nothing he could do. Chen Yang's gaze was too much.
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