Many of these test questions already involve university knowledge.
For students in No. 3 Middle School, they have more opportunities to be exposed to university knowledge, which can be seen when Wang Ziyi borrows books from the bookstore.
Not only can you read books from school, but you can also go to bookstores, and your learning progress will naturally exceed that of others. Therefore, they know that they can directly use the theorem, eliminating the need for derivation.
The only time the client has access to is the afternoon hour.
Therefore, these derivation processes are still essential.
Many people in the examination room were stumped by those questions, so most of them were thinking, but Qi Yuan couldn't stop writing at this time.
Although they didn't know whether the answer written by Qi Yuan was correct or not, they still felt stressed when they saw him writing furiously.
Everyone else was writing, but they hadn't figured it out yet, and the tense atmosphere became even stronger.
The corners of Qi Yuan's mouth raised slightly, and he glanced at Wang Ziyi, who was frowning slightly and thinking, and then withdrew his gaze.
Forty-five minutes have passed since the exam. It took Qi Yuan fifteen minutes to finish writing the answer sheet. The time for handing in the paper in advance was almost the same as that of the client.
It's not even four o'clock yet, so they can still go to the bookstore after the exam.
So Qi Yuan put down his pen and raised his hand to look at the invigilator.
The serious-looking invigilator on the podium immediately saw Qi Yuan raising his hand, glanced at the other people in the examination room, and then walked slowly from the podium to Qi Yuan's side.
The approach of the invigilator put a lot of pressure on the students around Qi Yuan.
"Classmate, do you have any questions?" the invigilator asked in a low voice, thinking there was something wrong with the copy of the test paper.
"Teacher, can you hand in the paper now?" Qi Yuan put away his hand and looked at the invigilator with a normal expression.
The invigilator looked at Qi Yuan's desktop in surprise when he heard this.
The blank paper and scratch paper were placed on the answer sheet. The paper was really clean, except for the written name of the school, there was not a single word on it.
The invigilator secretly sighed. Although Wei Xiangdong's grades were good, he still suffered from backward educational resources. He was not as exposed to this type of competition as others.
Sitting in this classroom for so long was a kind of pressure, so the invigilator didn't say anything more.
"Can."
As the invigilator said this, he began to look through the test papers and answer sheets, and as he looked through them, he saw a lot of answer sheets written under the test papers.
The invigilator was a little surprised. The draft paper was so clean. He thought the student didn't know how to do it or write it.
Therefore, the surprise became more obvious after seeing the answer sheet with no questions left.
However, the invigilator still remembered his responsibilities, so he put away the test papers and answer sheets after checking them.
Looking at the empty desktop, the invigilator nodded in the face of Qi Yuan's questioning eyes.
Qi Yuan picked up the pen in his hand, shook it and put it next to Wang Ziyi's schoolbag, and then left the classroom without looking back.
Wang Ziyi still had a big question to finish, and he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Qi Yuan handing in the paper in advance.
Then he thought of Qi Yuan's simple two-word description of the book. This Wei Xiangdong must not have wanted him to teach him the content of the first chapter, so he turned in the paper in advance and ran away.
It's not a big deal to hand in the paper in advance. After all, you can't know those questions anyway, and it will be difficult to just sit around.
The invigilator stood up the answer sheet, sorted it out, and put it into a sealed bag.
The distance was very far, and it was impossible to see anything at a glance, but at least they could see one thing clearly.
Wei Xiangdong actually filled all the questions that they had left blank?
He lowered his head to comfort himself, maybe he just wrote it randomly.
But I can't help but feel nervous in my heart, even if I'm writing randomly, I still have to have an idea, right? Could it be that the question was really too simple and they thought it was too complicated?
Qi Yuan walked out of the examination room with a smile and yawned. Compared with the tension created by isolation at the beginning, this moment was the real tension.
Seeing the students' frowning frowns through the window, Qi Yuan chuckled and thought to himself, you're welcome.
She didn't stop with the admission ticket and pen in her hand. She didn't want to be chased by No. 888 2 to popularize simple knowledge.
888: What happened to it? Why use it as a description? !
The examination room is on the first floor of the teaching building, and the teachers are waiting in the hall at the far end of the teaching building.
An Jun has already gone to the nearby scrap collection station. There is still more than an hour before the end of the exam, so the teachers in the hall are chatting.
Because waiting is boring, the chat atmosphere is quite lively.
After all, Ren Guohua is the principal of the school, so the teachers have a reason to talk to him when he chats.
"Coaching materials are scarce now. I don't know if the teachers have old materials from previous years. I thought I could give students a reference." Ren Guohua chatted with the teachers from No. 3 Middle School and No. 7 Middle School for a while before saying. When it comes to information.
But the hot conversation we had just now was suddenly overturned.
Everyone knows that the preliminaries for the college entrance examination are coming soon, and everyone is a competitor. Not to mention the difficulty of obtaining the tutoring materials, even if you can get them, you should focus on your own students first.
No matter how bad it is, they still have information compiled by many teachers in the school. It is even more impossible for this kind of internal information of the school to be passed on to the outside world.
"Principal Ren, you also know that it's not that we don't help, it's just that we are powerless."
"The exam has been almost an hour, and I don't know who will come out first. This competition is quite difficult."
This awkward atmosphere did not last long before the teacher from No. 3 Middle School changed the topic.
Ren Guohua could only sigh secretly. It doesn't matter that this kind of internal information is not easy to obtain. After all, it is also the teaching material of other teachers.
The school also relies on this to improve admission to higher grades.
"Yes, the students are all excellent. Xiangdong has almost handed in his papers and left the examination room during the usual exam time." Ren Guohua said that he was very proud of Wei Xiangdong, a student.
The other teachers nodded politely. Do you really think that Red Star High School can really produce a genius?
Who knows if the test results were fake? The teacher of No. 3 Middle School faked a smile.
"Yes, it's just that this is a competition after all, so it's normal not to hand in the paper in advance. However, Wang Zinan from our school participated in the provincial competition last year." The teacher of No. 3 Middle School said with a bit of sarcasm.
"That's really outstanding." Ren Guohua replied awkwardly.
"Someone handed in the paper in advance. Hey, Principal Ren, isn't that Wei Xiangdong from your school?" Jiang Yuan was too lazy to participate in these conversations. Instead, she caught a glimpse of Qi Yuan walking towards this side of the exam room.
Ren Guohua was a little surprised. After taking a closer look, it was true.
If you hand in the paper so early, don't you know how to do it? Isn't it just a good time for these teachers to come out so early?
Ren Guohua turned around, and sure enough he saw the smiles in the eyes of the waiting teachers, as if they were watching a show.
But that's it.
