146. Sorry, I'm not from business school(1/2)
Chen Mo put down the signature pen, put his left hand on his right wrist, and gently turned his wrist.
There are no people in the classroom who have submitted the papers yet, and the calculation of the test papers this time is still very large, and everyone is very serious. After all, there are relatively few students who take the exam like Chen Mo, and there are no scruples to jump to the steps without any scruples.
Not to mention the last big question, the last few questions must be written according to the steps. Whether it is a perverted academic master or an ordinary student, everyone is working hard at this time.
The clock above the classroom podium barely passed the scale of "9", forty-five minutes passed, and one and a half hours passed.
Several academic masters, including Fang Quan, were almost writing the last big question at this time.
Fang Quan himself began to solve the last big question. When he was writing, he glanced at the classroom and found that the person who had not submitted the paper had breathed a long sigh.
There is also a feeling that this is true. This set of questions is much harder than he thought. Fortunately, I was lucky to have studied with Professor Li for a while and have a better understanding of his style. Otherwise, he might not have done this set of questions so smoothly.
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But even though I had known it before, when I was doing it before, the previous few questions also stuck him a lot.
At this time, Fang Quan took a deep breath, looked up at the time, and his hand holding the pen was holding tighter even more. The number of questions on this question was too much.
It was too big, and he was a little blurred with some of the points. There were still forty-five minutes left. He was sure that he could not finish so much in these times.
It will take at least one afternoon to finish this set of questions, not including the calculation of details.
Now the time left is only enough for him to roughly figure out a problem-solving framework on draft paper, but the direction of the framework is not necessarily correct.
Finally, Fang Quan gritted his teeth and made a choice, looking at a modeling case that Teacher Li once told them. How much can I write?
Now he doesn't want to hand in the paper in advance, he just hopes that when the ringtone at the end of the exam is ringing, his hand speed is fast enough to write about one-third.
There was some sweat on my forehead.
Many academic masters in the classroom are the same, but because they have not had some contact with Professor Li's question-setting style like Ru Fangquan and Chen Mo, they did the previous questions very quickly, except for drafting.
In addition to writing at some time, the speed is actually similar to Chen Mo. However, when it comes to the big questions later, the speed has dropped significantly.
Especially the students who worked on the last big question were stunned at this time.
Are they taking the exam now?
How could a digital and model paper of this level be completed during the exam? Even though they had been exposed to mathematical modeling during competitions before, they were not on the same level as this one. The amount of calculation is too complicated.
They can't finish this exam time...
Many students took a breath. After looking at the time, many of them didn't spend time solving the problem like Fang Quan, and found similar research templates I had seen before and put them in. Some of them were piled up with iron-headed ones.
I have calculated a bunch of formulas. Some of them are not able to solve the problem directly, and write down their general thinking framework on the answer sheet.
...
After checking roughly, Chen Mo looked up and looked at the time, and then looked at Bai Yitong, who was still doing the topic seriously. Chen Mo gently bent his eyes and did not hand in the paper. He was not the kind of person who liked to compete for the first time in everything.
For those who are 1, it’s enough to be comfortable for themselves.
Turn the paper to the first page, read from the part after 60, with a draft in my mind, and I reiterated several steps and processes for applying basic high-magnetic formulas in my mind, one by one, one by one.
See the penultimate question.
When the test paper is corrected and the class is being listened to, if Bai Yitong doesn’t understand, he can tell her now.
He added some oil to his girlfriend in his heart, and then lowered his head and checked it carefully. Without a pen in his hand, Chen Mo thought and gently touched the test paper with his fingertips.
It was quiet here, and there was no other noise except for the sound of breathing. The classroom was filled with a shallow sound of writing, and the rustling sound never stopped.
...
Although Teacher Lu said before the exam, he said that this exam did not have to submit the paper thirty minutes before the end of the exam, no one could finish the paper thirty minutes before the end of the exam.
It was not until the last hour finally passed, and the time when the normal exam was available for handover, the classroom became a little noisy, breaking the sound of only signing pens before.
It was not that the top students handed in the paper, but some students who were relatively unfamiliar with mathematics. After seeing the last question, they confirmed that they had no idea at all, so they simply gave up. After checking the previous question, there was nothing else to do.
, pack up the pencil bag and prepare to hand over the roll.
In the last half an hour, the top students were writing hard, and the pens in their hands had been replaced with several of them from the pencil case.
After seeing someone going to the podium to hand over the papers, Chen Mo also stood up and handed over the papers according to the wave of handover.
Walking to the podium, he glanced at his girlfriend. Bai Yitong also wrote the last question at this time. Although her little face was very serious and she didn't seem to have any ideas for solving the problem, she still did her best to write it on it.
There are piles of formulas and a bunch of proper nouns that Chen Mo told her in the afternoon.
Chen Mo looked at it and smiled. After handing the paper to the teacher, he followed the other students who handed it out to the stairs classroom.
Lu Ming had already started to judge the papers. When he lowered his head to take the newly handed paper, he subconsciously looked around and glanced.
I thought this paper was the same as before, and there was basically no word on the last question in the last question.
But Yu Guang swept over and was surprised to find that the last question was written full of answer sheets.
Um?
Actually wrote it?
Can you still submit the paper in advance after writing it?
Did you skip the previous questions and didn't write them?
Lu Ming raised his hand with a red pen and looked through the contents of the test paper, and found that they were all written.
When Teacher Lu thought of this, he became interested and subconsciously wanted to see who was handing in the paper. He looked up but found that the person could no longer see the figure in the crowd.
interesting.
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"This question is really amazing. When I finished the previous question, I thought it was okay. I thought the teacher didn't lie to us. This class division test was quite simple. When I finished the next few questions, I realized that I was innocent.
Less. The teacher calls this simple?! The second big question is forgot the length of my one-page draft, the amount of calculation is simply outrageous!"
"Yes, so too! My hands are numb when I write. No wonder the teacher asked us if we wanted draft paper before we wrote it. We were waiting for us here. There were not many draft papers that couldn't be written at the back."
"Xiao Rui, you probably didn't write the last question. Do you have no idea about the last question?"
"Well, I haven't written it. What I've come up with now must have been written, and I can't even get it out if I have written it. That question is not a field I'm good at, but I roughly know that it's not the number of questions that can be finished in a class."
"I didn't expect the question to be so difficult."
"Ah, I feel so frustrated. I want to get off class A! Now I feel that it's difficult for me to be 60. Ah! I'd have known that I wouldn't play during the summer vacation, so I'd read more books and preview them. It's so uncomfortable!
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"Who isn't it? I'm the same. I feel that I've done it well except for the previous part. There are only a few questions in the latter part. I have a lot of them written randomly. It's over. Except for the time when I was in junior high school, I've been doing the papers like this.
, I haven't felt this kind of affliction in a long time."
"Classmate, how are you doing the exam?" When Chen Mo leaned against the wall and opened it, someone next to him suddenly asked him.
"It's okay, I'll try my best to write."
"Yes, indeed, I've done my best, and the rest depends on fate. It doesn't matter whether the exam is good or not. Hey, brother, I understand you. The school's class division test questions are really amazing. Just the last question, it's all
Not written by people…”
The man patted Chen Mo on the shoulder and said in a tone of brotherhood. As he said that, he began to complain about the questions of this exam with Chen Mo, and asked Chen Mo from time to time, hoping to get affirmation from him that he shared the same hatred.
Chen Mo: “…”
...
After the exam, after receiving the test papers, other students were also called in.
The teacher's paper-based judgment speed is very fast, and it can be seen that Teacher Lu Ming knows the test paper very well. Basically, the answer sheet he collected was judged shortly after the exam was finished. After sorting out the student's grades, Teacher Lu Ming smiled
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He moved his body, got up from behind the podium, and made a sound in front of the microphone, interrupting the noisy sound of the students in the classroom answering each other.
He smiled and glanced at the class.
Some were surprised, some were excited and happy.
The results of this answer were somewhat beyond his expectations. As expected, it was not easy to enter A-level. The quality of this class of juniors seemed to have been much higher. Many people's grades were somewhat beyond his expectations.
, much better than he thought about it at the beginning.
What surprised him the most was...
He actually almost got a full mark!
"Students, please sit down. The test paper has been completed, but I can't send the answer sheet to you. The school will keep it for archives. Don't worry, everyone's exams are good. You are quite surprised. It's better than I imagined.
There are too many. There is even a classmate who gave me a shocking surprise.
OK, I'm very tired even if I shouted at the top of my throat. Now that you don't have to do it so much after the exam. The students in the back row sit in front, so there are so many positions in the front row, don't put them in the back, go to the front
Come on. Get the paper ready, I will report the results to you, and then start talking about the paper.”
Lu Ming looked at everyone, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile.
After listening to Teacher Lu's words, especially when he heard the saying "A classmate gave me a surprise", he subconsciously stood up and helped off his glasses. There were a lot of masters in the class, if it were other times
It's not certain, but this time the teacher is talking about it.
He had just gone to several other students who were recommended to the competition and asked briefly, but he answered aside not many times, but he wrote nearly one-third of the paper that Teacher Li once told them.
To be continued...