The next day, after Mingdu finished class, he was called on by Lao Jin again.

Mingdu's eyes widened. Do you want to give her another test paper?

Looking forward to rubbing hands.

Lao Jin received Mingdu's expectant gaze: "..."

"How many sheets have been written on the test paper?" If you haven't finished five sheets, you won't be allowed to leave!

For those who write fifty pages a week, Lao Jin felt that he was too kind for just five.

Top students who were eavesdropping openly:!!! Lao Jin suddenly checked his homework and suddenly remembered that he still had two questions left blank. What should he do?

Is it too late for them to write now?

The top students quickly took out their test papers and started writing carefully.

Mingdu pulled out the test paper and said, "I just wrote ten of them. Teacher, do you want to collect them? I'll give them all to you."

When the top students heard this, their hands that wrote the test papers shook, and they added a lot of color to the test papers.

They looked at the test papers with dull eyes, thinking that we were stuck in the classroom every day, and we didn’t finish one paper every day. Mingdu ran the fastest after class every day, and wrote ten papers a day.

Fuck! Sad, distressed, speechless, beyond words, they couldn’t pass other people’s exams, and they couldn’t write other people’s test papers.

Hard-working academics are so inhumane!

You can learn from Qin Shen.

If you continue like this, we will have to fight with you.

The expression on Lao Jin's face remained the same, and he was already shocked in his heart. Fifty pictures a week is not the peak, but ten pictures a day is truly stunning.

He has been writing mathematics competition questions for decades, and she is not as good at it.

Lao Jin recalled how many test papers he wrote in a day during his peak period. Oh, Zhang, he was proud to show off to his friends.

...Fortunately no one knows.

Ahem, Lao Jin calmly looked at the test paper.

Mingdu: "The accuracy of two of them is not high." He cut her two thousand yuan.

"Teacher, is there any way to improve the accuracy?" She was so useless that she had no choice but to ask the teacher.

Lao Jin was refreshed. Which two? Is his sense of accomplishment as a teacher about to come?

As he turned over the pages, Lao Jin said earnestly: "If you want to improve your accuracy in mathematics, you must do the questions carefully and without distractions. You must review the questions in class and think through your thoughts. You must copy the wrong questions to the wrong questions in time and persist for a period of time.

, you can develop good habits, so that what you missed will not be missed again, and the accuracy rate will naturally increase."

"By the way, where did you go wrong?" Why didn't he find it?

Mingdu pulled out two papers from the test paper and pointed at them.

Lao Jin looked along his fingers and saw a red correction character squeezed between the black handwriting.

The usually prominent red color now looks so pitiful, weak and helpless. It can't be said that it's not there. You can't see it at a glance.

"That's it?"

"Yes." Mingdu blinked, as if to say, isn't this enough?

Lao Jin, who had been urging students and criticizing them for not being careful enough, fell silent at this moment.

Is this called a low accuracy rate? You just say it’s not a perfect score.

He wanted to say it, but couldn't.

He opened his mouth and said dryly: "Be careful when doing the questions."

To avoid Mingdu's questioning, Lao Jin took away the test papers and quickly left the classroom.

The top students breathed a sigh of relief, still maintaining the posture of writing test papers in their hands.

Mingdu looked around and saw that her classmates were working really hard. She couldn't fall behind too much and decided to write five more test papers today!

Mingdu quickly packed up her things and left.

After she left, the classroom was silent for five minutes. If she came back at this time, she would find that they had maintained this action and had not moved at all.

"I see, Mingshen's wrong question is missing one step." Mingdu Houzi had sharp eyes and big courage, and despite the pressure from Lao Jin, he craned his neck and took a look.

That glance shocked him into a trance. No, he was already dizzy, and even more dizzy.

The rest of the top students: "..." numb...

Lao Jin returned to the office, scored Mingdu's test paper, took photos one by one, and then sent them to Moments together.

Text: Be the first to run after class and write more homework. The accuracy rate is not high, so keep working hard next time.

Lao Jin curled his lips, not feeling that he had been hit at all. There was nothing wrong with hitting others.

"Lao Zhang, I posted it on Moments, you go and take a look." I was afraid that Teacher Zhang wouldn't see it, so I sent a message to 'remind' him.

Lao Zhang, who is arranging make-up classes during the summer vacation:???

Since he was appointed as Lao Jin's protégé, Lao Zhang, who rarely received Lao Jin's good looks, hesitated for two seconds and opened his circle of friends.

He looked at a pile of test papers with strong handwriting. He counted them carefully and found that there were ten.

Lao Jin walked over slowly from the office next door and said reluctantly: "You see, I wrote ten pages in one day, barely, but it's hard to make the nine-square grid with one more page."

Lao Zhang: "..." Ten math competition test papers? Barely? Lao Jin, I almost don’t recognize you! You are actually the person who can say such things.

In student terms, God is called Jiugongge. Is this a matter of Jiugongge?

Lao Jin patted Lao Zhang on the shoulder and said to him: "Did you read what I wrote?"

Lao Zhang glanced at it and found that there were not many words, so he finished browsing it in one go.

He took a breath and spat out a word.

"Not a human being."

Lao Jin:......!

You can't slander me. I know how to be a good person. Bah, don't think that you, a physics major, can do Chinese better than me in mathematics.

"I just gave her a few more test papers." He didn't ask her to write so much, it was Mingdu who took the initiative.

Lao Zhang: Understand, billion points, not a human being! So crazy!

Lao Jin: Why didn’t this person pay attention to the important point? He was so anxious.

"The accuracy rate is also a bit low."

Lao Zhang was dazzled before he found the mistake, "Except for the perfect score, it's all low." Lao Jin, when did you become like this? If you had told me earlier, I would have pulled it down for you.

Then Lao Jin had a good game in Versailles, and Lao Zhang changed it to psychological education, so that he could understand what the current situation was.

Lao Jin: “……!”

Six classes from No. 1 Middle School participated in the mathematics competition, and after passing the preliminaries, four classes were left.

The leader of the mathematics group walked around outside, looking at the students who were writing test papers seriously, and nodded with satisfaction.

The preliminaries were not ideal, but fortunately, after this blow, the students became much calmer.

The leader of the mathematics group left with his hands behind his back. He took out his mobile phone and glanced at his circle of friends. He had been keeping this hobby for ten years. He passed by without leaving any trace. No one knew about his little hobby.

I pulled it casually and saw a bunch of photos of test papers, which were posted ten minutes ago.

This caption is unremarkable, and I don’t often use Moments at first glance.

But as a math teacher, when he saw the test paper, he couldn't help but click on it.

I don’t know whether the phone’s pixels are not too high, or whether its owner is not very good at taking pictures, so it looks a little blurry, which makes the viewing speed a bit slower, but it does not affect the browsing content.

This test paper looked familiar. He seemed to have seen it somewhere.

Although the leader of the mathematics group was not impressed, he looked at the test paper with a good eye, and the difficulty was slightly more difficult than what students had written recently.

Such new questions can be given to them to practice.

I was thinking about who sent the photo, and I was stunned when I saw it was Chengyun's Lao Jin.

It’s not surprising that Chengyun has such a test paper. I don’t know how much money he spent to get it, but posting it on WeChat Moments like this is not like Lao Jin’s style.

Is there some conspiracy?

The leader of the mathematics group read through all the test papers, looking for clues, from day to night.

"Lao Yang, are you okay?" Why do you look so haggard?

Lao Yang waved his hand, saying he didn't want to talk. He finally discovered Lao Jin's conspiracy and deliberately wrote ten sets of test papers carefully, correcting a few minor mistakes to undermine the confidence of other school contestants.

Insidious, too insidious.

As expected, those who come out of aristocratic schools have dark hearts.

Mingdu received a notice of make-up classes in physics. During the summer vacation, she will mainly do experiments. She will participate in the preliminaries in the first week of the next semester, and the semi-finals in the second week.

Coupled with the math competition, she was very busy when school started.
To be continued...