Beyond The Outline

Chapter 109

"The No. 16 five-school league, this year continues the competition system of last year. The content of the league is still divided into team competitions in the first half and individual competitions in the second half."

The gymnasium of Xingjian Middle School was built as if a star was about to hold a concert. The funds were burning like crazy. Before the game started, there was even a blurred and dreamy light show. There was a banner hanging on the wall right in front of the gym. A row of laser lights, the strong light hits straight down——

There are two live broadcast screens on the left and right of the competition area. During the game, the cameraman will switch according to the commentator's commentary and pull the camera to different players.

The rest of the configuration is similar to that of Linjiang. The two commentators sit on the high platform on the second floor, overlooking the audience.

Commentary A: "Hello everyone, I am Lao Qian, the grade leader of Xingjian Middle School."

Commentary B: "I am Teacher Xu from Songye, you can call me Lao Xu."

"Among the contestants this year, there are contestants that everyone is familiar with and looking forward to, and there are also many contestants who are participating for the first time, which makes people very curious."

"Yes."

"Old Xu, which team are you most looking forward to?"

"Me? I'm personally curious about Liyang No. [-] Middle School who participated in the competition for the first time—" the commentator Lao Xu said here, with a raised tone, and said excitedly, "The contestants have begun to enter the field, and the one who walks in the front is—Song Ye Race team!"

The audience applauded.

Linjiang came in second behind Songye.

Xu Sheng was in a panic, but he had been trained by Po Lei a lot in the past, and the transition from panic to calmness was extremely fast. He is a person who has seen the world, and when he finally stepped on the stage, he had already felt a kind of panic. Thoughts of self-destructiveness.

He glanced across the audience, just in time to see Gu Yanwang clenched his fists to cheer them up: "..."

There is also the cheering card Qiu Qiu made for him in the audience, the cheering tone is magnificent: Linjiang lion, powerful as a broken bamboo!

... more or less bluff.

Xu Sheng withdrew his eyes, adjusted his mentality thoroughly, and planned to spend the first half of the game in troubled waters: he couldn't ring the bell to answer, and it was barely enough to sit and run with him.

It is also a miracle for a scumbag to be treated like him, squeezed into the team of contestants and followed the competition.

Shao Zhan pinched his knuckles in the audience, afraid that he would be nervous: "There is me."

The audience experienced two climaxes when the competition team came on stage.

The first time was when Shao Zhan entered the arena. After all, he is the "big devil" who has won the competition for two times in a row. Linjiang almost broke his throat: "God of learning!"

The second climax was before the last school came on stage, and the narrator was introducing: "Now it is Liyang who is coming to us..." The two words of the second middle school were drowned in the shouts of the audience.

Before the narrator finished speaking, there was a stormy sea in a corner of the auditorium, and screams were heard endlessly.

"Liyang No. [-] Middle School," the commentator added with a smile when his speech was interrupted, "It seems that the two contestants from Liyang are very popular... Let us invite the contestants from Liyang No. [-] Middle School."

Audience seats from all schools have already been seated, and they are seated in five areas, from left to right: Songye, Yinghua, Xingjian, Linjiang, and Liyang.

The uniforms of these five schools are all different. The camera cuts to the piece of Liyang's school uniform. Liyang's classmates are holding signs in their hands. At first glance, they all have two names: He Chao.

The other one is: Xie Yu.

At the same time, the contestants of Liyang No. [-] Middle School entered the field from the side passage.

The two teenagers walked through the long aisle, and the camera lens cut across from the auditorium immediately. The first thing that appeared on the big screen was the elongated reflection of the two of them. During the change of light and shadow, the shadow of the two of them was stretched very long .

There are only two people, but the momentum is not weak at all.

After the two contestants stood still at the entrance of the passageway, the camera slowly moved up and fixed on the two people that Xu Sheng glanced at in the square just now.

The one who got out of the car later put one hand in his pocket, and put the other hand on the shoulder of the person next to him. When the camera swept over, he smiled indifferently, and loosened his fingers on his companion's shoulder a little, very casually. He put his head on it and said "yeah" to the camera.

Following the momentum, the wrist was slightly raised, revealing half of the red rope on the boy's wrist.

The audience was even more excited, shouting slogans in unison: "Brother Chao! Number one!"

And the one who put on his hat and got off the bus first had no intention of interacting with the audience.

Not only did he not look at the camera, he didn't even give him a look.

The popularity of these two contestants from Liyang No. [-] High School was uncanny, and as soon as they showed up, their classmates from other schools understood: How can they not be so popular when they grow up like this?

What's going on this year, is this the league or the scene of the school grass selection contest?

It’s just that Liyang No. [-] Middle School’s support painting style is different. After shouting slogans, those students began to shout other things: “Brother Chao, don’t be coquettish, write well—the score on the paper is very important!”

"Don't provoke the test-exam teacher—let the test-exam teacher go!"

"..."

"If you can't speak, don't speak, talk less and do more questions, learn from Brother Yu!"

Other schools: "???"

What kind of support speech is this.

Director Jiang of Liyang No. [-] Middle School was also very excited when he was sitting under the stage. He introduced, "Have you seen it? Let me introduce you. He is a classmate from our school, He Chao. He has a personality, but his grades are very good. And the one next to him looks Get up..." Director Jiang searched for adjectives for a long time, but he couldn't say that he looked "cold", "not interested in talking to people", "I hope others will stay away" and finally said, "The one who is more shy is from our school. Xie Yu is also very good."

Director Gu sat next to him, and wondered if it would be nice to have student Shao Zhan from our school, so he said calmly: "The one over there is student Shao Zhan from our school, and he entered the school with the best grades in the district. "

Director Jiang was silent for two seconds, trying to bounce back and forth, trying to hit the ball back: "Our school thanked Yu Hechao..."

Director Jiang: "..." Forget it.

Director Jiang finally closed his mouth.

They Liyang Xie Yu He Chao had the lowest grades in school.

This has lasted for more than a year, and every exam is countdown, and it was not until the second year of high school that he recovered his true strength level.

Can't talk.

After all the contestants are seated, the commentary manages order: "Please keep quiet in the auditorium, the competition is about to start in 5 minutes—"

On the stage.

A group of contestants sat around several long tables, only two people sat on one long table, which seemed out of place on the stage.

The two of Li Yang were just opposite to them.

Xu Sheng couldn't figure out Li Yang's strength.

In fact, not only Xu Sheng, but most other schools don't take Liyang seriously: a general high school with the lowest cultural score, even if the grades improve by leaps and bounds, where can it fly?

There are many people who even want to see a joke.

Xu Sheng withdrew his gaze, and went to pick up the answer sheet that was passed down from the front. When it was passed to him, there were still two sheets left. He held it with his wrist and did not pass it to Shao Zhan. He bit off the cap of the pen and drew two simple strokes on it. .

Before the competition, Shao Zhan habitually let go for a few seconds, went through the formula in his head to mobilize his thinking, and opened his eyes to see the paper passed by Xu Sheng—a stick figure was drawn in three or two strokes, as a sign of cheering, and there was still Take a horn.

Xu Sheng: "You can't count on me for solving problems. I will encourage you mentally."

Shao Zhan took a look: "Only in spirit?"

Xu Sheng: "...Are you sure you want to talk about this kind of topic here bro?"

Accompanied by the sound of the pendulum of the clock stopping at one point, the commentator said: "The first half of the team competition has officially started. Think carefully, answering rashly may cause your team to lose points, there are ten questions in total, and the team with the highest score in the end wins.”

"Next, please look at the first question."

The atmosphere of the game is silent, every time this kind of race against time, the atmosphere is very tense, the surrounding is so quiet that you can clearly hear the sound of the invisible clock in your head turning every minute and every second.

A few lines of words were quickly projected on the big screen behind him.

Question 10: There are 0 cards in a pocket, with the numbers 1, 2, 9, ..., 4 written on them. Take out 0 cards in a row, and form a four-digit number from left to right in the order of taking out (if [-] is on the far left, then the number is treated as three digits), then the number...

Xu Sheng: "..."

Every year in the league brings him the same experience.

Mathematics is really a one-stop thing, no matter how the topic changes, what you don’t understand is still what you don’t understand.

Xu Sheng: "How the hell is this different from the probability problem you taught me?"

While performing calculations on the draft paper, Shao Zhan briefly explained in a low voice: "It's not difficult, it needs to be classified and discussed. There are three different situations for the first place..."

Xu Sheng chose to give up: "Forget it, you do the math first."

The difficulty of the league organized by several schools is incomparable with professional competitions. In principle, eight to two is adopted, that is, 80.00% of the basic competition questions, plus 20% of the advanced questions.

Not difficult also means - someone will ring the bell soon to answer.

Now Xu Sheng can only support them on the field, closely observe the surrounding movements, and occasionally pretend to lower his head and write a few random strokes on the paper. He casually sketched the structure of the stadium on the draft paper, and looked up to see Liyang No. [-] Middle School opposite. The one who gestured when he entered the venue put down his pen.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

Shao Zhan and the boy opposite rang the bell almost at the same time.

The commentator leaned over, emotionally, and raised his voice: "The ones who rang the bell were Shao Zhan from Linjiang No. [-] Middle School and... He Chao from Liyang No. [-] Middle School! They both rang the bell at the same time!"

But what about ringing the bell at the same time?

The referee is trying to compare whether the answers of the two are correct.

But he saw that handsome guy from Liyang leaning forward, and the referee was approaching him, so he approached the microphone in the referee's hand very familiarly and asked, "I'm afraid you will be in trouble, how about this, I have three solutions to this problem. Do you have more solutions than anyone else?"

referee:"……"

Xu Sheng: "..." You are very arrogant, my friend.

Shao Zhan: "..."

The auditorium was silent at first, and then exploded: "Fuck, can I still play like this?! Make the rules yourself?" I have never seen anyone come up to change the rules.

"The people Liyang sent this year...although they don't have an advantage in numbers, they seem to be very capable!"

"I can think of two at most. What's the third one?"

At this time, the person next to He Chao moved, Xie Yu stretched out his hand to pull the microphone over, put his finger on the wire of the microphone, and said in a cold and clear voice, "Sorry, just ignore him."

In the end, of course, no one has more solutions than anyone else. If the answer is correct, each gets five points, and the game continues.

But the two bells that had been pressed at the same time were like a horn.

From the time the two of them rang the bell at the same time, Xu Sheng sat next to Shao Zhan and watched a "fight" between top students.

He could somewhat see that Shao Zhan was not serious before - this lack of seriousness does not mean that he does not pay attention to this game, but that it is difficult for him to meet opponents. No chance to touch the bell.

Can't keep up with his speed.

But now the situation has completely changed, and the time interval between the two parties ringing the bell is getting shorter and shorter.

The difference between before and after is hardly more than two or three seconds.

"Shao Zhan of Linjiang No. [-] Middle School, if the answer is correct, ten points will be added."

"Shao Zhan from Linjiang Sixth Middle School..."

"Xie Yu from Liyang No. [-] Middle School..."

The speed at which the referee waved the flag and the speed at which the two commentators spoke increased a lot, and the audience could only hear the words "Linjiang" and "Liyang" spinning in their ears.

Hou Jun, the head of the delegation of Linjiang No. [-] Middle School: "I'm stupid, Brother Zhan wasn't so fierce in the league last year."

Tan Kai: "The real Xueba fights, and my mind can't follow it."

Yuan Ziqiang: "Li Yang was able to grab two questions in Brother Zhan's devil rhythm, it seems that those two are not normal people... If I sit in the opposite camp of Brother Zhan, I will definitely surrender directly."

Qiu Qiu agreed: "Liyang adjusted very quickly, and the rhythm was not messed up at all."

All the audience had never expected to see such a "competition" before coming.

In the case of two strong attacks on the opposite side, Shao Zhan still leads by 25 points.

Commentary A: "Currently, Linjiang No. 25 Middle School has a great advantage. The gap of [-] points has been stretched, and there is no chance for the opponent to recover. Now the competition is at the last question."

Commentary B: "Yes, but Li Yang obviously didn't give up, they still want to take the last question."

Even if Shao Zhan leads by so much, no one dares to underestimate the disadvantaged Liyang No. [-] Middle School.

Because Shao Zhan's problem-solving speed is terrible, Liyang is good enough to keep up with the rhythm, and the other teams are beaten to the ground - the Songye competition team is the first to be beaten to autism, the most exaggerated time Even as soon as the topic was released, Shao Zhan on the opposite side dared to ring the bell to "splash"!

There are many flash skills that can be used when doing questions. For example, some questions can be solved quickly by substituting special values. It is fast, but it also has risks.

... Who the hell can beat this? !

They just had time to read the questions!Opposite directly seconds!

Whether Liyang can take the last question is actually meaningless. The winner of the team competition is destined to be Linjiang No. [-] Middle School.But it was incredible to keep up with this speed, so by the same token, Li Yang on the other side was also abnormal.

Captain Song Ye put down his pen directly, and interpreted what it means to be autistic on the spot: "I can't do it...I can't breathe."

Ever since a man named Shao Zhan was born in Linjiang Hengkong, there has been no suspense in the league every year. Who would have thought that he would humiliate people more and more every year!

"Captain, hold on, let's look at the next question," the teammate comforted, "Maybe the last question will give us a chance!"

Captain Song Ye wanted to cry: "That kid Duan Yaosheng was crying last year and didn't want to graduate. Fuck, it's a good thing he graduated. If he was here this year, he would be crying."

Xu Sheng, as one of the "participating teammates" sitting in the center of the main battlefield, was doing fiddling and following along, pretending that I was also thinking that I was quite capable, but he was quickly shocked. Also threw the pen: "..."

Even though Xu Sheng had just won the first place in the city's entrance examination, he had entered the small circle.

Xu Sheng, a pure scumbag, was at the scene of a bully fight, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

He shouldn't be here, he should be under the car.