After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

"Why do you stand on the stage and speak on behalf of everyone?" In the first row of the lecture hall, a girl stood up.

Wearing a long red dress, with curly hair draped behind her, her facial features are bright, her chin is slightly raised, and she is proud like a peacock.

Jiang Fuyue heard the words and looked at her.

Four eyes met, one on stage, one off stage, one cold and indifferent, and one domineering.

It was as if invisible swordsmen collided in mid-air, clanging, and sparks burst.

boom--

The spot was instantly fried.

"Miss Huo took the shot, she is as simple and rude as always."

"Although it's rude, it's effective. Can't you see that the guy on the stage can't stand it?"

"Ah! If I were her, I would like to hide under the podium."

"Heh...what are you hiding? They have Elder Xu's backing, so don't be afraid!"

"I'm just wondering, how could an ordinary student from Linhuai get into Mr. Xu's eyes? First of all, at the opening ceremony of the camp, he asked the teacher who led the team by name. I heard that even an old professor from the competition committee had been held accountable."

"Is it Zhao Tong's grandfather? Zhao Tong also quit the camp, what happened in the middle?"

"I heard that Jiang Fuyue participated in both the Wushu Summer Camp and NOI Summer Camp at the same time. The competition committee overlooked the approval document from the Education Bureau and forced her to withdraw from the competition according to the current regulations. "..." The man spread his hands and shrugged, looking rather helpless.

"The competition committee didn't do it on purpose. Wouldn't it be enough to restore Jiang Fuyue's qualifications? It's too much of a fuss to hold you accountable."

"Oh, it was a trivial matter at first, and I don't know why it's like this. I heard that Zhao Tong's grandfather was imprisoned, and may be sentenced!"

"Hey... No way? This is going to be sentenced?! As for what?"

"I don't know the specific situation, but it's definitely not good anyway."

"why?"

"Why else? Some people won't forgive me!"

"Who?"

"Well, here is standing on the podium, the incarnation of light and greatness, the messenger of morality and justice."

"Hahaha... You are too bad."

"..." He was chattering and chatting.

Su Qing sat in his seat and listened to all the bad comments about Jiang Fuyue around him.

Immediately, I felt relieved: "Look, this is a special end, tsk tsk, gang up and attack. This treatment is also not sei."

Liu Ling: "Yesterday, I was so crazy in front of us. When I meet a stubborn stubble like Huo Fanjin, don't I just pretend to be quail?"

Chen Sichang snorted: "Deserved! It was Huo Fanjin who was supposed to speak at the opening ceremony of the camp, but Jiang Fuyue came out halfway and robbed. Although Huo Fanjin may not be rare, being robbed is another yardstick. something happened."

Su Qing sneered: "It's just that Miss Huo's temper, it's strange that we can bear it! Just wait and see, the good show is yet to come."

The three exchanged glances with meaningful smiles.

On the stage, after listening to the question from the other party, Jiang Fuyue stopped Xu Kaiqing from stepping forward to help, and asked, "Then why do you think I can't speak on the stage?"

Huo Fanjin frowned: "The opening ceremony has been postponed for two days, don't you have any responsibility at all?"

"What happened to me, everyone must have heard about it in the past two days. This classmate should also be in the know, but don't you think your so-called 'responsibility theory' is ridiculous?"

"Am I absurd? Heh, you'd better make it clear today."

Jiang Fuyue: "As we all know, the opening ceremony was postponed because of my absence, but my absence was due to the negligence of the staff. After all, I didn't do anything wrong, did I?"

"And your so-called 'responsibility theory' is like a woman being molested on the bus, and you don't blame the pervert, but blame the girl's skirt for being too short, isn't that ridiculous?"

"You—" Huo Fanjin stared angrily.

sophistry!

Complete sophistry!

But she couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

Jiang Fuyue: "Take 10,000 steps back, if I don't deserve to stand on the stage, then who deserves it? You? Or you can just order one and I'll make a seat for him."

Generous, neither humble nor arrogant.

At this moment, Ling Xuan suddenly stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and his gentle gaze slowly swept over the crowd: "If the only one in the country who doesn't deserve a full score in the semi-finals, what are the rest of the people here? Garbage?"

"Pfft—" Ren Xinghe couldn't help laughing, and took the conversation, "Then we can only be a group of braised chickens."

Yellow, stuffy and rubbish!

Huo Fanjin was annoyed by the two singing and singing: "It's just a rematch, what is a full score? This is the real battlefield. The hero doesn't mention the bravery of the year, but a full score is also worth talking about and showing off all the time?"

Ren Xinghe: "So you don't like full marks? But you didn't get full marks either."

Hahaha……

Someone was snickering.

Huo Fanjin became angry, and his beautiful eyes were dazzling: "It is undeniable that there is more or less luck in the full score."

The implication is that Jiang Fuyue has a perfect score in the exam, but I didn't get it, which doesn't mean that my strength is not as good as hers, it can only say that she had better luck than me on the day of the exam.

Ren Xinghe smiled: "It seems that this classmate is not very convinced?"

Huo Fanjin: "I'm really not convinced."

"Then what should we do?" He spread his hands, seemingly helpless, but more like a mockery.

Ling Xuan frowned, this Ren Xinghe...

Huo Fanjin was completely angry: "Why don't you compare it on the spot? Whoever wins, whoever takes the stage."

Ren Xinghe was shocked: "Don't tell me, I didn't want to compare with you."

Huo Fanjin looked directly at the stage: "Jiang Fuyue, do you dare?"

One sentence, six words, burning with fire and burning with anger, is both a challenge and a provocation.

Jiang Fuyue didn't make a statement, half-squinted her eyes and glanced in the direction of Ren Xinghe.

Deep and deep.

Then, with a smile—

"Okay. How would you like to compare?"

"Just ask Mr. Xu to write the questions on the spot according to the standards of the IPhO international competition. The experimental part is inconvenient to operate, so just test the theory, how?"

Jiang Fuyue: "I have no objection."

The two looked at Xu Kaiqing together.

The latter's eyes lit up, and he looked more excited than the client: "Compare! Let's compare now! It just so happens that I have a question in the USB flash drive."

In an instant, there were more heated discussions in the classroom than before——

"Really?"

"Looking at this situation, Mr. Xu is involved, how can there be fakes?"

"Hey, who do you think will win?"

"I bet Huo Fanjin on a pack of spicy sticks. Didn't I hear the IPhO international standard? Jiang Fuyue can get a full score in the domestic competition, but when it comes to the international competition, it's scum, and it's not that kind of ashes after a second."

"I also bet on Huo Fanjin. CPO and IPhO are completely two concepts. Jiang Fuyue will lose!"

"How to say?"

"IPhO is not only in line with international standards in terms of difficulty, but also requires extremely high language skills. There are four working languages, English, French, German and Russian. Usually, the questions are given in full English, and candidates from various countries can only choose from four Choose one of the working languages ​​as the answering language.”

"Jiang Fuyue, a native from Linhuai, who has not gone through summer camp training, may not even be able to speak English fluently, not to mention answering in a non-native language system in the face of a large number of professional vocabulary?"

"As for Huo Fanjin, it's different. The family has a lot of money and has directly raised a team of IPhO teachers who are responsible for training her in the international competition, from language, to rules, to common question types and knowledge structure framework. Heart. How does Jiang Fuyue compare to her?"

"Tsk tsk, Huo Fanjin came prepared?"

"It's obviously Jiang Fuyue's bullying. The full score is amazing? It's only a domestic competition. Can you enter the national team through this summer camp selection? What's the point?"

"Sit back and wait for Miss Huo to perform a rolling face-slapping hillbilly for us, otherwise we will think that our Beijing circle students are easy to bully!"

That's right, Huo Fanjin, Su Qing, Liu Ling, Chen Sichang, and Zhao Tong, who has retired, are all from the Beijing circle.

As natives of the Imperial City, they also have an enviable family background. They naturally form a group of their own. Even if the people inside are not familiar with each other, they can automatically get together and hug each other tightly.

This is the circle culture.

Compared with ordinary students from places like scattered sand, they are like a magnificent and exquisite "sand tower".

High above, but also ruthless exclusion.

And Jiang Fuyue was the first object that this group of students from the Beijing circle wanted to "warn". In layman's terms, it was the "chicken" that was killed in the slaughtering chickens to warn the monkeys!

"She's dead..."

With a light sigh, accompanied by a pleasant smile, he was so determined and confident.

In that room, Yan Zhenfeng had already taken the USB flash drive that Xu Kaiqing gave him, plugged it into the host computer, and then clicked on the folder named "IPhO Practice 1".

There are two documents in it, one is "experimental" and one is "theory".

Yan Zhenfeng clicked on "Theory", and soon, dense English appeared in front of everyone's eyes, occupying almost the entire projection cloth.

Yan Zhenfeng: "You can also try it below. There are pens and scratch paper in the drawer. Answers are strictly in accordance with the IPhO standard. You can use any language including English, French, German and Russian."

Jiang Fuyue and Huo Fanjin were already standing in front of the whiteboard, each holding a black marker.

Yan Zhenfeng: "There are 3 questions in total, the total score is 30, and the time is 180 minutes."

Problem 1 (Question 1): A small ball with mass M=0.2kg rests on a vertical…

The stem information is not complicated, but the diagram given has a lot of hidden information, including several key parameters.

Jiang Fuyue spent two minutes reading the question and looking at the picture, then lifted the marker cap and began to answer on the whiteboard——

She drew a picture first and named it Picture (2)

We will use notation shown in Fig 2

AS no horizontal... (Because there is no horizontal force acting on the system ball + bullet, the system before and after collision...)

Mvo=mv+MV

So,

V=Vo-M/m

From conditions... (Conclusions can be drawn from the established conditions...)

After the collision...

T=…

s=…

Jiang Fuyue writes very quickly, and the twenty-six English letters are drawn from her pen like a concerto. In order to speed up the speed, there will be a lot of continuous strokes, and some symbols and abbreviations that are not understandable at all.

The most important thing is that she didn't need to make a draft!

At the bottom left of the whiteboard, there is a specially framed draft area, equipped with an electric wipe switch, until the entire whiteboard is filled with formulas and numbers, and Jiang Fuyue has never used it once.

At the beginning of her writing, everyone in the audience sighed in unison.

It's a bit of a group ridicule-

"I suspect that she started writing without reading the topic. I really don't know if she is complimenting her for being brave or being ignorant?"

"I think it's stupid, too confident."

"Tie Hanhan from the countryside is quite interesting!"

"I don't think she can write a word. If you don't believe it, wait and see."

Thirty seconds later—

"Huh? She's actually answering the question in English. The format... seems to be fine."

"Is this writing speed a bit fast? Why does it feel like scribbling?"

"But those formulas don't look like nonsense..."

Another two minutes passed—

"Damn it! The whole whiteboard will be written by her, is it true or false?"

"Huo Fanjin's side hasn't started yet, this... is it too far?"

"Doesn't she need to calculate?"

"IPhO was made like a house by her..."

"Why can't I understand any of those ghost characters?"

A commotion has begun in a small area.

"Wait, what the hell is she doing?"

It's a pity that Jiang Fuyue didn't give them a chance to "wait" because—

"I finished the first question."

Yan Zhenfeng paused at the tip of his pen. He was also doing this question. Looking at the formula he had just started, and then looking at Jiang Fuyue's dense whiteboard, he suddenly fell into great confusion—

I am the chief teacher?

Is she a student?

Are you sure it's not a joke?

On the other side, Huo Fanjin, who didn't even lift the cap: "?"

At this time, Jiang Fuyue spoke to Yan Zhenfeng again: "Coach, I said that I finished writing, please help me get a new whiteboard, and I have to continue with the second question."

"...Ah? Oh!"

Change! Change it now!

And offstage—

"Fuck! She said she was done?"

"It's fake, right? I'm dumbfounded when I haven't seen Headmaster Yan. I don't think I've ever seen a student who can pretend like this. Even I almost believed it..."

"Is she 1+1=2 when IPhO? Funny!"

One update, four thousand words.

Next, sit and wait to slap your face~

The second update is tentatively scheduled for 3:00 p.m., please see the notice in the comment area for the specific time, okay!