At Xilin University of Technology, Xu Dajiang was looking at the paper Qiao Ze had just completed.
This paper is one of the treasures of the town's independent admissions examination paper. It was left behind by Professor Hu who was poached by the sudden rise of Shencheng University three years ago with an unreasonable high salary.
There are 13 papers in this set. What Qiao Ze did was one of them.
How awesome is Professor Hu who came up with the question?
Let's put it this way, when Lao Hu was poached, Xu Dajiang was not the dean of the School of Mathematics. He would even secretly rejoice while sleeping that a super strong competitor had been poached.
But after Xu Dajiang became the dean, every time he thought about Lao Hu being poached by Shencheng University, he would have the urge to rush into Shencheng University and confiscate his property.
Fortunately, not long after Lao Hu was poached, the higher authorities issued a policy prohibiting upstarts from certain areas from using money to rob people from colleges and universities in the central and western regions. This somewhat made Xu Dajiang's hatred less intense, otherwise he would not be able to say that he I really want to go all out.
The independent assessment questions left by competent professors are naturally of high quality.
The difficulty of each question is well grasped. It is true that high school knowledge can be solved, but as long as the brain is a little less flexible, children without mathematical talent can get full marks in every exam even in high school. Faced with this paper , only twenty or thirty points at most, no more.
Historically, the Mathematics Department of Western Polytechnic University used Lao Hu's examination paper for assessment, and the highest score was 73 points. The child who scored 73 points happens to be a senior this year, and has already signed a training agreement for Qiuzhen Academy of Huaqing University to study for a master's degree and a Ph.D.
Today, the historical record was set so high that it cannot be broken again.
Because Qiao Ze directly scored a perfect score, taking 37 minutes.
This time can actually be reduced by five minutes.
Because Qiao Ze had actually finished the work around 32 minutes in, but he didn’t hand in the paper or check it, but just sat in a daze.
After asking, Xu Dajiang found out that when he was in high school, his teacher did not allow him to hand in papers in advance, so he developed this habit.
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director's office.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, no wonder those guys stopped attending the club and went to grab people together." Xu Dajiang looked at the bright red scores on the freshly baked papers and laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.
He personally revised this paper and proofread it three times.
Especially the third time, I went with the mentality of finding faults... But although many processes were not written in detail by this child, the theorems that needed to be used in those processes were specially noted. Not even a single symbol error...
It’s a shame that he went to order the banners overnight and went to the high-speed rail station to greet them in person. He was not disappointed.
Of course Li Jiangao had already seen the score, but there was no wave in his heart.
This was something that was expected.
If Qiao Ze couldn't get a perfect score, he'd be in trouble. The college's independent admissions question bank couldn't produce any more difficult papers.
"Dean Xu, how will the child be arranged during this time?"
"Hey...it's a small matter. I'll go to the graduate school and ask them to provide a single dormitory for the doctor. Will you let him follow you during this period?"
Li Jiangao shook his head and said, "Actually, I would rather let my child experience a normal college life first. This should be good for his personality growth."
Xu Dajiang glanced at Li Jiangao in surprise, and said thoughtfully: "Well, why don't we let the child come over and let's listen to what he wants?"
Li Jiangao nodded and said, "Okay."
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Qiao Ze, accompanied by Yu Chenggong, visited the school.
Yu Chenggong, who was obviously in a good mood, no longer cared about Qiao Ze's indifferent temperament, and enthusiastically introduced the history of the school to the child, as well as the past and present lives of the buildings.
Unfortunately, Qiao Ze didn't listen to a word. His attention was mainly attracted by the people coming and going.
It was four o'clock in the afternoon.
Although the weather was hot, the school playground I just passed by was already extremely lively.
Those who run, play football, do gymnastics, train, play tennis...
From time to time, a few boys would put their arms around each other and whiz past them, leaving behind all kinds of laughter and classic Chinese quintessence.
By the artificial lake on campus, someone was reading aloud English that didn't sound standard, and there were also young men and women sitting together on stone benches under the shade of trees, chatting softly.
In the square directly opposite the library, a small temporary platform was set up, with a banner on the top reading "The Third Recitation Competition of Xilin Poetry Society".
Some students stepped onto the stage in order, holding manuscripts, and recited poems that Qiao Ze had never heard before with great emotion.
There were twenty or thirty students gathered in the audience, and from time to time there would be warm but reserved applause.
But when a girl comes on stage to recite, the applause will always be louder - this is the rule that Qiao Ze concluded when he listened to Yu Successfully explain the historical changes of the library in front of the library for five minutes.
So while Yu Chenggong was speaking, Qiao Ze suddenly asked, "Are all college students so idle?"
Yu Chenggong was stunned, subconsciously raised his hand and touched his chin, and carefully explained: "Compared to high school life, college life is definitely more colorful. The educational philosophy of Xilin University of Technology is not only to let everyone Everyone has learned knowledge, and I hope everyone can find their life direction and interests in school."
Seeing Qiao Ze nodding his head noncommittally, Yu Chenggong added: "The main reason is that it is not convenient for me to take you to the school's laboratory. Many outstanding students in the school have started working in the laboratory with the professor since their sophomore year. Research work. How should I put it, college is different from high school, it is a place where students can make their own choices. But no matter what choice you make, college life must be the best memory in your life, bar none."
Seeing Qiao Ze's expression become more serious, Yu Chenggong breathed a sigh of relief.
He volunteered to take Qiao Ze around the campus, so as not to cause problems...
Does this little guy think that the style of Xilin University of Technology is not rigorous enough?
However, what he never expected was that the key point that Qiao Ze heard was completely different from what he wanted to express: "Teacher Yu, are you saying that you can do research with the professor in your sophomore year?"
"Well... yes, you can apply as long as your grades meet the prescribed standards. After being approved by the professor in charge of the project during the interview, you can participate in some research work. This is part of the excellent undergraduate training program implemented by the school. , has been implemented for three years.”
"Oh! Why not freshman year?"
"Well, because..." An answer had already reached his throat, and Yu successfully swallowed it down. What he wanted to say was, because there should be no high school student with an IQ as abnormal as yours, but when he said it, it became: "Because the knowledge at the high school level is not enough to select who is more suitable for doing scientific research in the laboratory, do you understand?"
Qiao Ze was stunned, and then nodded in agreement: "I understand, it's a very smart rule! Many of my classmates in high school are indeed stupid. Letting them enter the place where they do research will indeed cause IQ pollution."
The phone rang at the right time, giving Yu Chenggong a sense of relief.
At this time, he only felt that Mother Lu was really great and protected the child so well. At least he was not beaten to death in high school.
Who the hell can explain it to him? What the hell is IQ pollution?
