After sitting at the same table with the mean school

Chapter 9 Gauss

It was already past six o'clock in the afternoon when we left the Sihe Garden after eating.

Wu Zhe put away the mobile phone used for payment, and asked casually, "Are you going to go back directly or take a walk?...Should we go for a walk on Jingjiang Embankment?"

Although it was strange to go for a walk with Wu Zhe, Xia Xingyao didn't want to go home too early, so he reluctantly agreed.

After six o'clock, the setting sun burned brightly and warmly in the sky.When the evening breeze blows, it brings the full and charming atmosphere unique to summer.The green river water reflects the beautiful shadow of the setting sun, undulating with each tide.

Xia Xingyao walked slowly along the Jingjiang embankment with his hands behind his back, passing by a watermelon vendor.The sweet aroma of the rustle lingered on the tip of his nose, Xia Xingyao estimated the capacity of his stomach, and gave up buying watermelon.

Wu Zhe took a photo of the sunset with his mobile phone, and suddenly said, "I haven't felt so relaxed outside for a long time."

Xia Xingyao sneered: "Really? I don't believe it." He gritted his teeth, "Aren't you all recommended, you don't have to worry about anything, God Zhe."

Wu Zhe sighed: "I haven't entered the national team yet. A wish has not been fulfilled."

Is this human?

Xia Xingyao tilted his head, looking critically at Wu Zhe's expression.Just at this time, the street lamps by the river turned on one after another, and the light spread across Wu Zhe's side face, creating an ambiguous blur in the half-light and half-darkness.

Under such lighting, Xia Xingyao suddenly restrained his teasing mood, and asked solemnly: "Do you want to join the national team?... But the national team can be guaranteed, isn't it? The national team seems to be useless except for honor. ’ he said emphatically, ‘I think.’

Wu Zhe said flatly, "Maybe."

"...I'm actually quite curious," Xia Xingyao walked forward, looking back at Wu Zhe's expression, "Why did you sign the contract with Tsinghua University directly? Have you never thought of going abroad? For example, Princeton, Ma Provincial schools. It should be easy for you to apply.”

Wu Zhe thought for a while, and replied: "I don't want to go abroad. And my family's situation...it's not very convenient to go abroad. It's pretty good in China." After a pause, "I signed the Yao class, and my dad said it's pretty good. I want to study theoretical computing, quantum communication and cryptography, and I can learn a lot there."

The situation at home, is it inconvenient to go abroad?

Looking at the rippling river, Xia Xing took a deep breath.

He suddenly discovered that under the cover of the appearance of a cross talk performer, Wu Zhe actually had a firm heart.

Xia Xingyao couldn't help but think, then, what do I want to do?

In the first year of high school, he chose the physics competition, not because he loves this subject so much.

To a large extent he just wants to prove that he is not inferior to other people intellectually.

He knew that he must learn the physics competition well, and the talent promised it.But in fact, he did not have the firm enthusiasm and confidence to follow physics all the way and engage in basic scientific research.

He doesn't even know what the future holds.

Go to one of the best universities in China, Tsinghua University or Peking University?

Study a particularly powerful major?

The future is actually quite confusing, and he didn't think it through at all.

Especially compared with Wu Zhe who has such a clear direction.

He sat down on the bench beside the river embankment, put his hands behind his head, and leaned against the back of the chair to watch Liuyun and Feixia silently.

The sunset glow flew away, the night swept up bit by bit, and the sky turned into a deep navy blue. Xia Xingyao rubbed his face and said, "Compared with you, I feel very confused."

Wu Zhe said flatly, "Then think about it."

Xia Xingyao suddenly asked for advice: "What do you think of me going to Tsinghua University?"

"It's not good, Tsinghua University doesn't accept people with low IQ like you."

Xia Xingyao: "? I'm seriously discussing with you! Forget it, you don't understand, as a god of learning, you don't understand the pain and confusion of us ordinary people."

Wu Zhe said: "If you want to go, go, who can stop you from letting you go-oh, the admissions team of Peking University may stop you." He paused, and read, "If Xia Xingyao can Ordinary people, then there will be no gods in this world. Xia Xingyao is an eternal god."

Xia Xingyao laughed angrily, and said after laughing: "I really don't know what to study in the future. It's so troublesome. I feel like growing up is quite troublesome."

Wu Zhe agreed: "Yes."

"It would be great if I could keep reading for the rest of my life. Read all the time and don't have to think about anything."

Wu Zhe expressed the same emotion: "I want to do the same. But people have to grow up."

His voice is calm, full of vigor and vitality accumulated for a long time.

At the end of the three-day holiday, the experimental class started the supplementary lessons for the summer vacation.

For the competition students, it is nothing more than taking competition classes all the time.Because the competition group took classes together, and there was no comprehensive course that gathered in the class, Xia Xingyao didn't meet Wu Zhe much.We bumped into each other occasionally when we were going out, and walked together to the top floor of the library where the competition group was located, and then parted ways.

Xia Xingyao was busy studying hard thinking about what he wanted to do in the future, but found this question too difficult.

Then take one step at a time.

What young male high school students need most is to be admitted to the best university in the country.

Time passed quickly, and September arrived slowly under the call of test papers and competition questions.

In September, the school officially starts, and competition students no longer need to take competition classes every day.

Generally speaking, competition classes are arranged in the afternoons of Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and in the evenings of Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. The rest of the time is still for comprehensive courses related to the college entrance examination, and Sunday is a day off.

Life suddenly became much easier, and Xia Xingyao felt as if he had returned to the world.

In a few days, the time for the National High School Mathematics League came.

We are all freshmen in high school.

However, most of the students participating in the high school competitions are third-year competition students, so the math competition students in the first class are all participating in this year's high school competition with the intention of taking part in the competition.

Because the progress of the mathematics group is to learn the content of the first test in the first year of high school, and the content of the second test in the second year of high school. After coming out of the examination room, everyone will answer the answers. The first test is good, and the second test...

Zhou Mingyang scratched his head and asked, "Brother Zhe, I didn't understand the meaning of the fourth question of the second test. Two line segments have a common endpoint... 908 binary subsets... What is the test for this question? The minimum value of n How do you count?"

Wu Zhe walked out of the stairs with a pencil case, and asked casually, "Is the answer 2795?"

"..." Zhou Mingyang's face turned green, "I don't know, I didn't make it."

Wu Zhe thought for a while, and began to transform into Mr. Wu: "It's okay, it's quite easy. First prove a lemma, let G=(V,E) be a simple graph,..."

Zhou Mingyang stopped Wu Zhe's irresponsible display of the god of learning, waved his hand and said, "God Zhe, needless to say, I don't understand what you said."

Wu Zhe frowned: "Discuss in four situations..."

Hey.

Wu Zhe sighed.

Zhe Shen didn't teach half of his career, but the middle way collapsed.

At the same time, Xia Xingyao was coming out of another examination room.

The exam he just finished was the preliminaries of the National Physics Competition, which was not at the same level as Wu Zhe's high school competition.

The scores of the Mathematics Higher League will directly determine the ranking in the province, determine the provincial first prize, and the provincial team quota—that is, determine who is eligible to participate in the National Mathematical Olympiad (CMO). CMO is generally held in November, also known as National final winter camp.The ranking among the students participating in the CMO will determine the number of recommended places for the training team.Therefore, the high league is the most important game for general mathematics students.

The physics competition preliminaries are different.The difficulty of the preliminaries is similar to that of the college entrance examination, and it is only used for a very simple screening. After half a month, the rematch is a match with the same status as the Gaolian.

Xia Xingyao was in a relaxed mood. After leaving the examination room, he went straight to the snack street at the back door of the school, preparing to reward himself with a bowl of fans.

The Mama Liu's shop he often goes to is not crowded at this time, because Jing Zhong finishes class at 12:20, and it's only early twelve o'clock.

Just as I ordered my beef noodles, someone suddenly lifted the curtain and entered the shop.

Xia Xingyao made eye contact with the visitor.

Okay.

acquaintance.

He raised his eyes, thought for a while, and asked, "How did you go, God Zhe?"

Wu Zhe didn't answer, but opened his mouth to say something unflattering: "Why can I see you everywhere, are you following me?"

Xia Xingyao couldn't help complaining: "Can you say something human?" He turned his head and said to Liu's mother, "Put more chopped peanuts. No coriander, thank you."

Then he turned his head and strode to find a place to sit down, and stopped talking to Wu Zhe.

After Wu Zhe ordered the noodles, he sat directly opposite him.

Xia Xingyao asked angrily: "Why did you sit here, are you following me?"

Wu Zhe smiled and asked seriously, "How did you do in the exam?"

"What's the matter, that's it, today's preliminaries, it's not difficult."

For the contestants, the physics preliminaries are just a formality.

Wu Zhe hugged his chest: "I'm very confident."

"What about you?"

"It's not bad." Wu Zhe thought for a while, "It's still easy, a little easier than last year's topic. It can barely distinguish the IQ range."

Xia Xingyao knew in his heart that he shouldn't ask him, so he gave him a chance to pretend, and rolled his eyes: "Yes, you are the most intelligent. The most intelligent in the universe, Gauss is not as good as you."

Wu Zhe waved his hands very modestly: "No, no, Gauss is still much better than me. I still have this self-knowledge."

Xia Xingyao's noodles were served, he added sesame oil and vinegar, and stirred with two chopsticks.

Wu Zhe dryly recited Gauss' achievements to his mobile phone beside him: "Gauss is divisible by 0. Gauss's ice cream can reach absolute zero. Gauss can prove that real numbers are more than integers through exhaustive methods. Gauss listed them from the back to the front. Prime numbers, you know that there are infinitely many prime numbers. Gauss..."

Xia Xingyao was annoyed by the nagging, and his food was not delicious at all.

Seeing that Wu Zhe's powder was also served, he quickly reached out to scoop it up, added half a bottle of vinegar into the bowl with a ruthless hand, and then pushed it to Wu Zhe: "Eat it quickly, don't push me."

Wu Zhe's eyes widened: "...Summary, so, Gauss is a god. Wait, what do you want me to eat with so much vinegar?"

Xia Xingyao: "Gauss can create infinite amounts of vinegar through the Banach-Tarski paradox, and Wu Zhe can reverse the Banach-Tarski paradox to reduce the vinegar in his bowl, so shut up and eat quickly. "

Wu Zhe muttered: "Wu Zhe thinks that the axiom of choice should not be established in the case of being jealous or not."

Xia Xingyao: "..."

Halfway through the two of them eating, the shop was already full of people, most of whom were day students who came out of school for lunch.At least two groups of girls made small gasps and muffled screams when they passed their tables, mixed with emotions of "wow", "oh", and "lucky to meet a big guy".

Wu Zhe is much more low-key than Xia Xingyao, and is only very famous in the experimental class.

In the whole school, although everyone knows that there is such a boss who was admitted to Tsinghua University in the first year of senior high school, they don't know what his appearance is; ordinary girls are more willing to discuss the relatively close first grade, especially when everyone knows The first grade in the case of outstanding appearance.

Therefore, even if Xia Xingyao was deaf, he could hear the girls at the next table discussing his name.

Wu Zhe barely finished the bowl of sour noodles, stood up frowning and said to Xia Xingyao, "No, I'm not full, you have to make it up to me."

Xia Xingyao: "Please use the Banach-Tarski paradox to create it yourself."

Wu Zhe: "I must drink milk tea today, Yihetang is new, do you want to go?"

Xia Xingyao: "...Go."

The two lifted the curtain and headed for Yihe Hall at the school gate.

While walking, Wu Zhe suddenly asked, "I don't know if you remember the cup of Zhizhi Taotao I treated you to by the Daming Lake?"

Xia Xingyao: "...So this time I decided to buy you a drink, you're welcome, this is what dad should do."

Wu Zhe reminded: "I hope you brought your mobile phone this time, and don't ask me to pay again."

Xia Xingyao: "..."

Am I that retarded?