"The 16th Five-School League, this year continues the competition system of last year. The content of the league is divided into team competitions in the first half and individual competitions in the second half."

The gymnasium of Xingjian Middle School was built as if a star was coming for a concert. The funds were burning like crazy. Before the game started, there was even a blurry and dreamy light show. On the wall with the banners in front of the gymnasium hung a sign. Line up the laser lights, the strong light hits straight down——

There are two game broadcast screens on the left and right of the competition area. During the game, the cameraman will switch evenly according to the commentator's explanation, and pull the camera to different players.

The rest of the configuration is similar to Linjiang. The two commentators sat on the second floor high platform, overlooking the audience.

Commentary A: "Hello everyone, I'm Qian, the grade group elder of Xingjian Middle School."

Commentator B: "I'm Teacher Xu from Songye. You can call me Lao Xu."

"In this year's competition, there are players that everyone is familiar with and looking forward to, and there are also many players who are participating for the first time and are very curious."

"Yes."

"Lao Xu, which team are you most looking forward to?"

"Me? Personally, I'm curious about Liyang No. 2 Middle School who participated in the competition for the first time—" The commentator Lao Xu said with a raised tone, excitedly saying, "The contestants have begun to enter the arena, and the first one is—Song Ye Competition team!"

The audience applauded.

Linjiang came in second behind Songye.

Xu Sheng was so panicked, but he had been trained a lot by Po Lei before, and the transition from panic to calmness was extremely fast. After all, he was someone who had seen the world, and when he finally set foot on the stage, he already had a kind of feeling. Self-defeating thoughts.

His eyes swept across the stage, and just saw Gu Yanwang clenching his fists to cheer them on: "..."

There is also the cheering card that Qiu Qiu made for him in the audience, and the cheering tone is magnificent: the lion in Linjiang is like a broken bamboo!

...the bluff is more or less the same.

Xu Sheng retracted his eyes, completely adjusted his mentality, and planned to fish in troubled waters on the field to finish the first half: he couldn't answer the bell by pressing the bell, and he was barely able to sit and run.

It is also a strange thing for a scumbag to be like him, squeeze into the competition team and follow the game.

Shao Zhan squeezed his knuckles under the stage, afraid that he would be nervous: "I have me."

The audience experienced two climaxes when the competition team came on stage.

It was the first time that Shao Zhan entered the field. After all, he was the "big devil" who dominated the competition for two consecutive years. Linjiang almost broke his throat: "Student God!"

The second climax Before the last school came out, the narrator was introducing: "Now it's Liyang coming to us..." The two words of No. 2 Middle School were submerged in the audience's shouts.

Before the narrator could finish speaking, a storm surged from the corner of the auditorium, and screams were heard incessantly.

"Liyang No. 2 High School," the commentator was interrupted just now, and added with a smile: "It seems that the two players in Liyang are very popular... Let's invite the contestants from Liyang No. 2 High School."

The audience of each school in the auditorium has already taken their seats, and they are seated according to the five areas, from left to right: Songye, Yinghua, Xingjian, Linjiang, Liyang.

The school uniforms of these five schools are all different. The camera cuts to the Liyang school uniform. Liyang students are holding signs in their hands. At first glance, there are two names: He Chao.

The other is: Xie Yu.

At the same time, students from Liyang No. 2 Middle School entered the field from the side channel.

The two teenagers walked through the long passage, and the camera lens immediately cut across the auditorium. The first thing that appeared on the big screen was the elongated reflection of the two of them. During the change of light and shadow, the shadows of the two were drawn very long. .

There are only two people, but the momentum is not weak at all.

After the two contestants stood still at the entrance of the passage, the camera slowly moved up, and fixed on the two people that Xu Sheng had hurriedly glanced at in the square just now.

The one who got out of the car put one hand in his pocket and put the other hand on the shoulder of the person next to him. When the camera swept over, he smiled nonchalantly. The fingers on his companion's shoulder loosened a little, very casual. The ground was placed on top of the camera and a "yeah" was compared to the camera.

Following the momentum, his wrist was slightly raised, revealing half of the red rope on the boy's wrist.

The audience was even more excited, shouting slogans in unison: "Brother Chao! First!"

And the one who just pulled on his hat and got off the bus first had no intention of interacting with the audience.

Not only did she not look at the camera, she didn't even give her eyes.

The two contestants of Liyang No. 2 Middle School were so popular that they were very popular. When they showed up to other schools, they understood: How the hell can they be so popular?

What's going on this year, is this the scene of the league or the school grass selection competition?

It's just that Liyang No. 2 Middle School's style of cheering is different. After the students shouted the slogan, they started shouting others: "Brother Chao, don't be rude, write well - the score is very important!"

"Don't provoke the juju teacher - let the juju teacher go!"

"..."

"If you can't speak, don't speak, talk less and do more questions, learn from Brother Yu!"

Other schools: "???"

What kind of support speech is this?

Director Jiang of Liyang No. 2 Middle School was also very excited when he sat in the audience, and introduced: "If you see it, let me introduce it. He is a classmate from our school, He Chao, who has more personality, but his grades are very good. And the one next to him watching Get up..." Director Jiang looked for adjectives for a long time, but he couldn't say that he looked "cold face", "doesn't like to talk to people", "I hope others stay away" and finally said, "The shy one is my school. Xie Yu is also very good."

Director Gu sat next to him, thinking that it would be good to have Shao Zhan from our school, so he said calmly, "The one over there is Shao Zhan from our school, and he entered the school with the first grade in the district. "

Director Jiang was silent for two seconds, trying to come and go, trying to hit the ball back: "Our school thanks Yu Hechao..."

Director Jiang: "..." Forget it.

Director Jiang finally closed his mouth.

They Liyang Xie Yu Hechao counted down the entrance scores.

This has been more than a year, and every test is countdown, and it is not until the second year of high school that I can restore my true strength level.

Can't talk.

After all the contestants were seated, they explained the management order: "Please keep all the audience in the auditorium quiet, the competition will start in five minutes—"

on the stage.

Groups of contestants sat around several long tables, and only two people sat on one long table, which seemed out of place on the stage.

Li Yang's two positions are just opposite them.

Xu Sheng couldn't figure out Liyang's strength.

In fact, not only Xu Sheng, but most other schools don't take Liyang seriously: a general high school with the lowest literacy score, even if its grades make rapid progress, where can it fly?

There are even many people who want to see jokes.

Xu Sheng retracted his gaze and went to pick up the answer sheet passed down from the front. When it was passed to him, there were still two left. He pressed it with his wrist and did not pass it to Shao Zhan. He bit off the pen cover and simply drew two strokes on it .

Before the competition, Shao Zhan habitually let go for a few seconds. He went through the formula in his mind to mobilize his thinking. When he opened his eyes, he saw the paper that Xu Shengchuan had brought over—three or two strokes of a small stick figure, as a sign of cheering, and still in his hand. Get a loudspeaker.

Xu Sheng: "You can't count on me to solve problems like this. I will encourage you mentally."

Shao Zhan glanced at it: "Only mentally?"

Xu Sheng: "...Are you sure you want to talk about this kind of topic here, brother?"

Accompanied by the sound of the clock's pendulum stopping, the commentator said: "The first half of the team competition officially begins, the rules of the competition, the score is scored for the first answer, the correct answer will add 10 points, and the wrong answer will add 10 points, so every time before ringing the bell, I hope the players can Think clearly, rushing to answer may cost your team points, there are ten questions in total, and the team with the highest score in the end wins.”

"Next, please look at the first question."

The atmosphere of the competition was silent, and every time it was a race against time, the atmosphere was very tense, and the surroundings were so quiet that one could clearly hear the invisible clock turning in his head every minute and every second.

A few lines of words were quickly projected on the big screen behind him.

Question 1: There are 10 cards in a pocket, with the numbers 0, 1, 2,..., 9 written on them, take out 4 cards in a row from any one, and form a four-digit number from left to right in the order they are taken out (if 0 On the far left, the number is treated as a three-digit number), then the number...

Xu Sheng: "..."

Every year the league brings him the same experience.

Mathematics is really a one-on-one thing, no matter how the subject changes, those who don’t understand it still don’t understand.

Xu Sheng: "Why the hell is this different from the probability question you taught me?"

Shao Zhan made the calculations on the scratch paper, and briefly said in a low voice: "It's not difficult, it needs to be classified and discussed. There are three different situations in the first place..."

Xu Sheng chose to give up: "Forget it, you can do it first."

In the leagues jointly organized by several schools, the difficulty is not comparable to that of professional competitions. In principle, 8 to 2 is adopted, that is, 80% of the basic competition questions and 20% of the advanced questions.

It's not difficult and it means that someone will ring the bell soon to answer.

Now Xu Sheng can only help them on the field, closely observe the surrounding movements, and occasionally pretend to lower his head and write a few strokes on the paper. When entering the arena, the one who gestured to him put down his pen.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

Shao Zhan and the boy opposite almost rang the bell at the same time.

The commentator leaned over, excited, and said in a high tone: "It's Linjiang No. 6 Middle School Shao Zhan and... Liyang No. 2 Middle School He Chao! Both of them ring the bell at the same time!"

But what about ringing the bell at the same time?

The referee was about to compare the two answers one by one to see if they were correct.

However, he saw the handsome guy in Liyang leaning forward and the referee was close to him, so he approached the microphone in the referee's hand very familiarly and asked, "I'm afraid you will be embarrassed, so let's do this, I have three solutions to this problem. Does Bibi have more solutions, my friend?"

Referee: "..."

Xu Sheng: "..." You are very arrogant, my friend.

Shao Zhan: "..."

The auditorium was silent at first, and then exploded: "Can I still play like this?! The rules are set by themselves?" I have never seen them come up to change the rules.

"The people Liyang sent this year... Although they don't have an advantage in numbers, they seem to be quite capable!"

"I can think of two at most. What is the third?"

At this moment, the person beside He Chao moved, Xie Yu reached out and pulled the microphone over, his fingers resting on the microphone wire, his voice was cold and clear: "Sorry, ignore him."

In the end, of course, no one has more solutions than anyone else. If the answer is correct, five points will be awarded to each, and the game will continue.

But the two bells that were pressed at the same time before were like a horn.

Since the two of them rang the bell at the same time, Xu Sheng sat next to Shao Zhan and watched a "fight" between the school tyrants.

He can somewhat see that Shao Zhan was not serious before - this lack of seriousness does not mean that he does not pay attention to this game, but it is difficult for him to meet opponents. If he is serious, other contestants, including the teammates of the Linjiang competition team, are not at all serious. No chance of hitting the bell.

Can't keep up with his speed.

But now the situation has completely changed, and the time interval between the two parties ringing the bell is getting shorter and shorter.

The difference between before and after is hardly more than two or three seconds.

"Shao Zhan, Linjiang No. 6 Middle School, for correct answer, plus ten points."

"Shao Zhan, Linjiang No. 6 Middle School..."

"Xie Yu from Liyang No. 2 Middle School..."

The speed of the referee waving the flag and the speed of speech of the two commentators increased a lot, and the audience could only hear the words "Linjiang" and "Liyang" spinning around their ears.

Hou Jun, the head of the delegation of Linjiang No. 6 Middle School: "I'm stupid. Brother Zhan was not so fierce in the league last year."

Tan Kai: "When a real scholar fights, I can't keep my head around."

Yuan Ziqiang: "Li Yang can grab two questions in the devil's rhythm like Brother Zhan. It seems that those two are not normal people... If I sit in the camp opposite Brother Zhan, I will definitely surrender directly."

Qiu Qiu agreed: "Liyang adjusted very quickly, and the rhythm was not chaotic at all."

All the audience never expected to see such a "game" before they came.

Shao Zhan still had a 25-point lead when the two opponents attacked.

Commentary A: "At present, Linjiang No. 6 Middle School has a big advantage in the game. The gap of 25 points has been pulling, and there is no chance for the opponent to recover. Now the game is going to the last question."

Explainer B: "Yes, but Liyang obviously didn't give up. They still want to take the last question."

Even if Shao Zhan was ahead by so much, no one dared to underestimate Liyang No. 2 Middle School, who was at a disadvantage.

Because Shao Zhan's problem-solving speed is terrible, Liyang can keep up with the rhythm is enough, and other teams are directly beaten to the ground - Songye competition team was the first to be beaten autistic, the most exaggerated time Even as soon as the topic was released, Shao Zhan on the opposite side dared to ring the bell to "seckill"!

There are many seckill skills that can be used when solving problems. For example, some problems can be solved quickly by substituting special values. It is fast, but it is also risky.

... Who the hell can beat this? !

They just had time to read the question! Opposite directly seconds!

The last question, whether Liyang can win or not, is actually meaningless. The winner of the team competition is destined to be Linjiang No. 6 Middle School. But it's incredible to be able to keep up with this speed, so in the same way, the opposite Liyang is also a pervert.

Captain Songye put down his pen and deduced what it means to be autistic on the spot: "I can't do it anymore... I can't breathe."

Ever since a man named Shao Zhan was born in Linjiang, there has been no suspense in the league every year. Never thought that he would humiliate people more and more every year!

"Captain, hold on, let's look at the next question," the teammate comforted. "Maybe the last question will give us a chance!"

Captain Song Ye wanted to cry very much: "Duan Yaosheng was crying last year and didn't want to graduate. Fuck, it's fortunate that he graduated. If he was here this year, he would cry."

As one of the "competing teammates" sitting in the center of the main battlefield, Xu Sheng was still doing things and writing and scribbling, pretending that I was thinking that I was also quite capable, and he was quickly shocked.He also threw the pen: "..."

Even if Xu Sheng just won the first place in the city's joint entrance examination, he also entered the small circle.

Xu Sheng, a pure academic scum, didn't know where to put his hands and feet at the scene of the fight between the school bullies.

He shouldn't be here, he should be under the car.