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

An impromptu match ended with Jiang Fuyue's unilateral crushing.

The opening ceremony was held as usual, and Jiang Fuyue had no objection when she came to the stage to speak.

After the end, everyone filed out, but their legs were weak and their faces were disheveled——

"You may not believe it, but my mind is still buzzing."

"I feel like I've listened to an academic report."

"It's also a nine-year compulsory education, why is Jiang Fuyue so beautiful?"

"..."

They can be selected for the summer camp, to a certain extent, it is already a rare talent.

And the genius is so arrogant.

One could even say conceited.

But now this group of proud and conceited geniuses have collectively confessed?

"Jiang Fuyue is still amazing..." Ren Xinghe sighed to himself.

The sound was not too loud or too small, and it just came into Ling Xuan's ears, but the latter was unmoved.

"She's always like this... um..." He seemed to be unable to find a suitable adjective, and he pondered for a moment before speaking again, "So sharp?"

That's right, Jiang Fuyue standing on the stage is like an unsheathed sword, with a cold light, as if it will hurt someone in the next second.

Ling Xuan paused: "Ren Xinghe, you should have inquired about this clearly, why bother asking me?"

Ren Xinghe smiled: "Maybe I'm trying to get close to you?"

"It's not necessary."

"Why? Everyone is from Linhuai, isn't it bad to have multiple friends?"

"We're not one kind of people."

"Ling Xuan, if I remember correctly, you have always been No. 1 in the grade of No. 1 Middle School, right? Jiang Fuyue suddenly appeared a few months ago and pushed you down." Ren Xinghe meant something.

"So what?" Ling Xuan asked in a flat tone.

"A person is accustomed to standing at a high place, and he can't see others playing wild on his own head."

Ling Xuan smiled: "That's you, not me."

"it's the same."

"Send you a word."

Ren Xinghe: "?"

"A mountain is still a mountain high, and the strong has its own strong hands."

Not Jiang Fuyue, there will be others.

The kind of middle school dream of "being at the peak, no one surpassed", Ling Xuan had not done it a few years ago.

After meeting Jiang Fuyue, she didn't even want to think about it.

Man, isn't it better to live realistically?

At this time, a man and a woman passed by, and the voice of the conversation followed closely——

"I just want to know how Jiang Fuyue's brain grows. The computer has to be programmed first, but she didn't even type the draft, so she gave the answer directly, Ruisbai!"

"It's called talent, I can't envy it..."

The two walked farther and farther, and the chatter became inaudible.

"Did you hear it?" Ling Xuan curled his lips, and there was a bit of sympathy hidden in his words, "You can't envy something like talent."

After speaking, regardless of Ren Xinghe's reaction, he strode away.

...

After the opening ceremony, the training camp officially began.

A total of 25 people, not too much, a small classroom can hold.

The three coaches took turns to teach them, and in addition, there was a female teacher who was in charge of language training.

As mentioned before, there are four common languages ​​in IPhO - English, French, German and Russian.

Taking into account everyone's original language foundation and short-term adaptation, English was finally selected as the fixed language for intensive training.

Therefore, the test papers that were handed out to each person could no longer see a single Chinese character, and they were all in English.

At first, half of them could not adapt.

And those who adapt well are almost all students from the Beijing circle.

Of course, Jiang Fuyue and Ling Xuan are exceptions. Although these two people are from other provinces, but one is extremely talented, and the other has received elite education since childhood, can they still be stumped by a small language barrier?

However, Ren Xinghe was not so lucky...

He was extremely uncomfortable with the language change, and when the questions he could do were replaced in English, his eyes were smeared, and he didn't know anything.

The teacher asked him how his English grades were.

He replied: Never under 140.

teacher:……

Of course, he is not the only one who has the same problem, and almost all of them from other provinces are recruited.

Yan Zhenfeng was very worried about this.

To say that this level of English cannot be improved in a day or two, but this group of students has a special situation. It is not that they have a poor foundation or poor grades, but they do not know how to use it!

The specific performance is that if they have higher scores on the English test paper, they will immediately wilt when they do math problems in English.

In desperation, Yan Zhenfeng had to separate out these people and carry out targeted high-intensity language training.

The rest will go through classroom training at their normal pace.

As a result, Ling Xuan and Jiang Fuyue stood out among the surrounding disciples in the Beijing circle.

"Does it look like two sheep have entered the wolf pack?" Ling Xuan said jokingly.

Jiang Fuyue didn't lift her head and concentrated on the test paper, but she still found time to return to him: "Why didn't the weasel enter the chicken pen?"

"Haha..." The young man laughed in a low voice, his clear voice was somewhat magnetic.

The sun shone in from the window and hit him on the side of the face, making the young man more and more handsome and gentle like jade.

Unfortunately, Jiang Fuyue only had questions in her eyes.

She got stuck on the last little question, and it seemed that she always felt that one condition was missing.

"Teacher—" she said directly, calling someone to her.

The coach in charge of mechanics, thermodynamics and molecular physics is Qin Libin.

The man is middle-aged and fat, with a big belly, but he is humorous and lively in his lectures, and he is especially concerned about Jiang Fuyue.

So, as soon as she heard her call, she smiled.

"Student Jiang, are you done again? I'll give you the next one..."

In the past two days, Jiang Fu's lunar-like speed in answering questions and a hellishly high accuracy rate have become a nightmare for all the students in the Beijing circle.

Now everyone has taken it easy, and calmly looked away, but the pen in their hands tightened and the pressure increased exponentially.

They wished they could hurry up and hurry up, but when they looked down, they were still stuck in the same small question, complicated calculations, and huge formulas that made people bald.

However, this time, Jiang Fuyue was not going to hand in the papers.

She pointed to the last little question of the last question, and said in a positive tone, "This is a poor condition."

"what?"

"The oblique section of 300, the mass is 4kg, a light rope is connected to a solid cylinder, the mass is 8kg...the acceleration when releasing the object...if the rope is stressed, the cylinder and the body accelerate at the same...finally, the moment is required to be calculated."

After listening, Qin Libin nodded: "Yes, is there any problem?"

Jiang Fuyue: "Lack of friction coefficient."

"What?" Qin Libin leaned closer and read the question carefully again, "No way, this is the original IPhO question in previous years, how could it be lacking in conditions?"

However, it is actually missing.

Jiang Fuyue was very sure of this.

Someone in the front row turned their heads and said in a cool tone, "Student Jiang, although you are very good, you don't have to use the method of questioning the real question to set yourself up as a scumbag, right? Be careful of overturning."

Jiang Fuyue didn't even give him the corner of her eye.

Qin Libin quickly found the problem, nodded, and gave Jiang Fuyue full affirmation: "There is indeed one less condition."

The man in the front row: "..." The slap in the face came too fast, like a tornado.

Ling Xuan: "Since it's a real question, it stands to reason that there should be no such flaws."

This is also what Qin Libin can't figure out.

Jiang Fuyue pondered for a moment: "Can you find the original title?"

"Isn't that the original title?"

She shook her head: "If I remember correctly, this question should be the first question in the theoretical part of the year provided by country D in 2033, and the original text should be in German."

And now they have the English version.

Qin Libin swallowed his saliva, his focus was not on this question, but...

"You, remember so clearly?"

Jiang Fuyue: "I made the Chinese version."

"Do you know the year?"

"Usually everything I've done has an impression."

Is this called "impression"? !

I can even blurt out the first few questions, is it interesting?

Qin Libin's heart was turbulent, but he didn't show it at all, "How many times have you done the original question?"

Jiang Fuyue: "I've done it all."

"!"

Eavesdropping classmate eating melon: "?!"

"Teacher, we are discussing this question now, not whether I have done it or not." She reminded her.

Qin Libin resisted the act of wiping his sweat, um, the teacher can't collapse, hold on!

"Wait a minute, I'll find the original question!"

After he finished speaking, he walked like flying, and at first glance, it seemed that he was running away.

About ten minutes later, Qin Libin came back.

Yan Zhenfeng also came with him.

"Is that the question?" He spread out the pages and pointed to one of them.

Jiang Fuyue glanced at it and gave a positive answer: "Yes, this is the original German version."

Yan Zhenfeng: "You just said that the English version lacks friction coefficient?"

"Well." Jiang Fuyue has already started to compare the two versions.

"You may not know that all our test paper translations are completed by AI intelligence, and the probability of error is as small as 0.001%."

The implication is that if there is no English version, there will certainly not be a German version.

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Fuyue pointed to somewhere in the German version, her tone was leisurely—

"found it."

Yan Zhenfeng: "?" As long as my skin is thick enough, my face will not hurt.

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Jiang Fuyue: "The people of D country are rigorous and have a perverted pursuit of the accuracy of drawings. One of the manifestations is to mark all parameters. The friction coefficient not given in the title is annotated on the diagram next to it, but it is translated into English was missed."

Yan Zhenfeng's eyes twitched wildly.

In just two days, this is the first time that Jiang Fuyue has been beaten in public by Jiang Fuyue.

But he is so cheap, and likes to move forward. Like poisoning, he just wants to see what kind of moth this little girl can make.

Yan Zhenfeng is worried, how much of his face as the head coach will be kept if this goes on?

and many more……

He suddenly thought of something, glanced at Jiang Fuyue, and then looked at the original title in her hand, the next second, it was almost broken—

"You speak German?!"

The girl nodded, seeming a little surprised by his reaction.

Yan Zhenfeng took a deep breath and tried his best to remain calm. He suddenly choked on the suspicious eyes of Shangjiang Fuyue.

Then, another wilder guess took over his brain—

"Don't tell me you can speak French and Russian too."

Jiang Fuyue smiled and replied in a good voice, "I know a little."

Yan Zhenfeng breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay, just "a little".

"Can you answer the questions proficiently?" he asked casually.

Jiang Fuyue's eyes lit up: "Yes. I think it's faster to speak French than English, so can I answer the questions in French later?"

In the pursuit of minimalism (lazy), she always spares no effort.

One minute fast, one minute earned, time is money.

Yan Zhenfeng: "?"

What the fuck is called "a little"? !

I suspect you're scouring me.

Jiang Fuyue looked expectant and asked again, "Is it okay?"

"No." Yan Zhenfeng looked solemn and expressionless.

She frowned: "Why?"

"..." Because we don't speak French, auntie! You did it specially, who marked it for you?

Who can make corrections for you?

At this time, a slow voice came from the front left, "Teacher, I'm done, hand in the papers."

Having said that, when he got up from his seat, his height of 1.88 meters instantly stood out from the crowd.

The teenager was wearing a white T, with headphones hanging around his neck, and his appearance was eye-catching and good-looking. At this moment, a warm and indifferent expression hung on his face, a kind of calm and unintentional coldness.

He walked to Qin Libin, handed over the test paper, and then nodded to Yan Zhenfeng who was beside him.

After doing all this, turn around and leave and walk straight out of the classroom.

The back is clear and the temperament is indifferent.

Qin Libin retracted his gaze and lowered his head to look at the last question. Jiang Fuyue found out that there was one parameter condition missing. How did he finish it?

Yan Zhenfeng also looked at it.

The next second, the two were shocked again.

I saw the blank space next to the title, and a condition was added by hand—the friction coefficient u=0.2.

The missing parameter conditions were actually made up by him!

This shows that he not only read the original German version, but also memorized all the topics.

Yan and Qin looked at each other and saw the cautiousness on each other's faces.

This class of students is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows, dazzled her eyes, and scanned the name column at the beginning of the test paper, only to see three words written with a black signature pen on it—

Lin Shumo.

One more four thousand words.

Sister Yue: I'm just an ordinary language genius.

The genius boy who is faintly level with Sister Yue has officially revealed his name~

As soon as I hear this name, I am very learned and domineering?

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