A few days later.
The Chinese language scores are out. .
The English scores are out.
Political achievements have come out.
The historical results are out.
However, the math results have not been released for a long time. Not only have they not been released, the teacher who teaches Class 2 of Grade 3 has also become a teacher named Kong. In his words, Teacher Yang has to have a minor surgery and has taken a few days of sick leave. He temporarily takes over the math class for Class 2, Grade 3 students.
This delay lasted for seven days. Finally, Teacher Yang came back. I don’t know whether it was because the surgery had damaged his vitality or because he was in a bad mood. Anyway, he didn’t teach the students for a week. Now that the two sides meet, they don’t even miss each other. As for intimacy, what is that?
If you want to ask what the reason is, Zhang Yang knows, Meng Te knows, Ma Dongmei knows, Dachun knows, and the class representative also knows.
Who can smile and look relaxed after losing a bet, especially after admitting defeat in a bet with a student.
"Have you seen all the papers for the midterm exam?"
There was a sparse response from below, and someone nodded slightly.
"In this midterm exam, our class's grades were not at the bottom. The average score ranked first among the four liberal arts classes. It was a big improvement compared to the previous monthly exam. Originally, this was something to be happy about, but..." he said Turning around, his eyes swept over the faces of Zhang Yang, Meng Te, and Ma Dongmei: "I have doubts about the scores of several students."
As soon as this statement came out, the students looked at each other in shock.
It took a long time for the math test paper to be handed out, and it was handed out after the class bell rang. Most students did not know how many scores Zhang Yang, Meng Te and others got in the test. The class representative Qiao Guanguan was Teacher Yang’s confidant, and he would not mess up. Talk, so everyone knows that something must have gone wrong in the bet between Lin Yue and the math teacher, but how serious the problem is is unknown.
When the math teacher saw that the rhythm had picked up, he looked at the table in front of him with a cold face: "Let me read the results of these students for everyone, and everyone will understand. Zhang Yang, 127 points, Meng Te 125 points, Ma Dongmei 131 points , Dachun scored 114 points, Lin Yue scored 135 points, and our class also has the only perfect score in the liberal arts class of the whole year, classmate Wang Qiuya."
Some people coughed, some choked, and some looked confused.
No one cares about the perfect score, because Qiu Ya's math scores have always been good. From the first to the third year of high school, she never got lower than 135. Getting a perfect score in this exam can only be said to be an explosion of character, and her past efforts have been duly rewarded.
But Zhang Yang 127? Meng Te's 125, Ma Dongmei's 131, and Lin Yue's 135 are unacceptable. The most exaggerated thing is that Dachun, the last place in the grade who scored 30 points every day, is like winning a lottery ticket, actually scored 114 points. A full score of 150, a passing score of 90, and a score of 118 is equivalent to 77 on a 100-point scale. If all five courses in the college entrance examination next year are at this level, the key undergraduate program will be stable.
That's spring! Big spring! Big spring! A big fool from Class 2, Grade 3.
Yuan Hua looked at the test paper in his hand, and then looked at the numbers in the score column of the test paper Ma Dongmei put on his desk. He actually got the same score as Ma Dongmei? The former fourth from the bottom in the class got the same score as him, a good student who was always in the top three?
"Hey, monitor, our math scores are the same."
Ma Dongmei looked against his gaze, as if she had discovered a new world.
Yuan Hua put his head on the edge of the desk and pushed it forward, trying to knock himself awake. This is a dream, it must be a dream. Even if Qiu Ya gets a perfect score, why can Ma Dongmei also get more than 130 points? As a liberal arts student, this score may be in the ten or twenty in the science class, but it is definitely in the top five in the liberal arts class. capital.
Charlotte also thought it was a dream. She looked at the ugly "53" in the score column of the test paper with her name written on it, and patted her face with her hands, trying to wake herself up.
The son of the plane Lin is just a joke. If Lin Yue scored more than 130 points in the exam alone, it might make him more suspicious. Now that even Dachun has scored 114 points in the exam, then the most likely thing is that he is dreaming.
When Yuan Hua met, he slapped his face, while the math teacher on the podium slapped the table in anger.
"I won't tell you what's going on with Qiu Ya. The teacher is really happy that she got full marks. But for those people whose names I just read, progress is a good thing, but this can no longer be described as 'progress'. Yes, it's almost a 'leap'. It's obvious to everyone how they perform on a daily basis. In the previous monthly exams, their scores were mediocre, but now they've become like this. I and other teachers all doubt the authenticity of these scores."
The students nodded slightly, feeling that these people must have cheated. Otherwise, how could the former idiots have crossed several realms in just two weeks and become top students in the mathematics course?
Zhang Yang remained silent, while Meng Te and Ma Dongmei did not speak, because even they themselves did not expect such results. It was still in the fog, and there was a particularly unreal feeling. Only Dachun said something very seriously. : "Teacher, I really did it myself. Really, I didn't cheat, hehe."
But after laughing, his expression changed. He didn't know what he was thinking of, and his facial features were so distorted that it looked even uglier than crying.
At this time, Lin Yue stood up: "Teacher Yang, you are asking for leave and setting the pace in front of your classmates. You just don't want to admit failure. Can I think you can't afford to lose?"
With his rebuttal, many students realized that what he said did make some sense.
The math teacher said: "Is this logical? Shouldn't I be doubtful? Do you know what the other three head teachers of the liberal arts class think of this matter? Your three classes are usually at the bottom, but this time they have become the first. If your class teacher, Teacher Wang, hadn't stopped them, they would have gone to the principal's office to demand an explanation."
Lin Yue said: "Well, Teacher Wang did a good job this time, because one of the important principles of being a teacher is to believe in one's students. On the other hand, you... haha."
He shook his head. Although he didn't say anything, everyone could tell that he didn't like the math teacher's words.
"Well, don't you doubt the authenticity of the results? Choose a random question from the textbook so far, ask Ma Dongmei to do it on the blackboard, and see if she can do it."
The ball was kicked back to the math teacher.
"In that case...Ma Dongmei, come up."
The math teacher gave an order with a sullen face, picked up a piece of chalk, turned around and wrote a question on the blackboard.
He was convinced that Lin Yue was bluffing, and didn't believe that these poor students had any chance of making a comeback. First, he was confident in his own logic. Second, he was unwilling to admit defeat just like that. Third, he just treated these people. Prejudice... Almost all teachers are biased against students with poor grades and mischief.
Ma Dongmei glared at Lin Yue and walked onto the podium under the gaze of her classmates.
It is known that the domain of function F(X) is R and satisfies F(X+2)=-F(X).
(1) Verify: F(X) is a periodic function.
(2) If F(X) is an odd function...
The question looks quite difficult.
After the math teacher finished writing, he stepped aside and said, "Let's solve it."
If she couldn't solve it, it meant that her 131 points were flawed, and then he could use the problem to accuse them of cheating.
However, to everyone's surprise, Ma Dongmei took the chalk, thought for a moment, and then wrote a long string in the blank space.
The math teacher's face became increasingly ugly. It wasn't until she said, "Teacher, I'm done," and walked off the podium and returned to her seat that she had to conclude: "Not bad, I did it right."
With so many students watching below, he certainly had no face to lie.
Lin Yue smiled coldly: "First: It is the first semester of the third year of high school, and we are reviewing the mathematics content of the first year of high school. Zhang Yang, Ma Dongmei, Meng Te... we can pass the high school, which means that we have some basics and can keep up with the first year of high school. The progress of mathematics is not a problem. Second: Before the mid-term exam, Qiu Ya gave us a small lesson alone. As someone who can score perfect marks, as long as she thoroughly understands the corresponding materials she compiled, is it difficult to get a good score in the exam? "
Not only the math teacher, but also the students in the classroom were puzzled by his question.
Qiu Ya already got full marks in the exam. If she were to tutor these people...
Although it is still a bit unbelievable, there is really no big problem with the logic.
Lin Yue looked at the embarrassed math teacher on the podium and said to himself, it's weird that you can find evidence that Ma Dongmei and others cheated. Didn't he get the math test paper, solve the questions for them, memorize and copy them and get high scores? , but uses the [Nightmare] skill to stuff his understanding of the first-year high school mathematics knowledge points into their brains. Even a guy with an impressive IQ like Dachun cannot do divergent thinking. Isn't it possible to imitate a cat and imitate a tiger?
Again, this [Nightmare] skill is a truly magical skill.
"Teacher Yang, what else do you have to say now?"
