At 7:10, the provincial experiment bus arrived at Tunghai University.

At half past seven, Jing Ci put his schoolbag in the bus according to Teacher Zhao's instructions, and walked into the examination room with only the necessary tools for the examination.

At eight o'clock sharp, the first trial of the National Mathematics League qualifiers officially started.

After getting the test paper, Jing Ci first filled in the necessary school name and read the paper from beginning to end according to his habit. He had a rough idea of ​​the difficulty of the test.

The full score of the first test is 120 points. Generally speaking, the difficulty is only slightly higher than the college entrance examination. But Jing Ci was not very lucky and found a number thesis question in the answer question.

Number theory questions can be said to be a stumbling block in the first test. Many contestants will give up directly when they see number theory and leave time for other questions.

Compared to the gloomy faces of other contestants in the examination room, Jing Ci was relatively calm. Number theory was also difficult for him, but it was not insurmountable.

He looked up at the clock on the wall, picked up his pen and began to answer the question. As long as he had enough time, he felt that he could solve this question.

Time is very tight in mathematics competitions. Although the number of questions may not seem large, due to the difficulty of the questions, a corresponding amount of time is consumed.

Jing Ci had found many competition papers before, and he already knew how long each question should take. He finished the fill-in-the-blank questions calmly, skipped the number theory question, and worked on other solution questions first.

Yi Jingci answered the question smoothly, and he wrote the answer perfectly for the last number theory question.

But in the qualifiers, the most important thing is not the first test, but the second test with a total score of 180 points.

Although there are more points in the second test, there are actually only four questions.

Each one is a real difficult problem. Without enough strength, it is completely impossible to expect to be lucky enough to get through one.

Before coming, Teacher Zhao had already told them that the scores for each question in the second test were very high, so as long as the steps involved in solving the problem were correct, they would be given points, and they were required to write down the problem-solving process completely.

Jing Ci kept this sentence in mind, thought for a while, picked up the pen and was about to do calculations on the papyrus, when his temple suddenly started to hurt without warning.

This feeling was so familiar that Jing Ci instantly understood that it was a malicious attack from the protagonist in the book.

But before, it only hurt when he saw Qiao Anyan. Why did it become like this now?

The thoughts that Jing Ci had just thought about disappeared in an instant. His fingertips trembled and he closed his eyes, trying his best to calm down.

This pain is nothing, and there have been times when it hurt more. When he was a child, he was secretly pricked with needles and kicked by the seemingly amiable deputy director, but he persisted and survived in the orphanage, which even became an orphanage.

proud.

There's nothing he can't get through.

In his short eighteen years of life, Jing Ji experienced abandonment, violence, ridicule, and a lot of darkness that normal people never experienced, so that he understood one truth from a very young age -

Your eyes will deceive you, your ears will deceive you. Your experience will deceive you, your imagination will deceive you, but mathematics will not.

Over the years, Jing Ci has studied hard and tried his best to change his destiny. This belief has not changed even if the world changes.

Mathematics is his closest companion.

Give him hope, give him confidence, give him a bright future, comfort him and accompany him when he is depressed and panicked.

All the emotions that he cannot express can be vented through mathematics.

No one can mess with him during his math test, not even the protagonist of the world.

Jing Ci slowly exhaled, endured the aching headache, and started reading the questions again.

He didn't know how to solve this pertinence yet, but on the day when the results came out, other people's concern could alleviate his headache, which gave him ideas.

As long as he continues to move higher and gain more people's recognition, will Qiao Anyan's restraint on him one day become ineffective?

Jing Ci struggled to draw a three-dimensional geometric pattern on the paper, calmed down and continued to think about his ideas.

As he gradually concentrated, the headache's impact on him became less and less, and in the end, it was even negligible.

At the same time, in the classroom of Class 11, Qiao Anyan looked at the mobile game interface in disbelief and muttered: "What, what is going on?"

His deskmate's face was also full of shock: "Why are you so unlucky today? We could obviously win prizes every time before, but this time we have made so much gold, but we didn't win anything?! What the hell?!"

What the hell!"

"Who knows." Qiao Anyan frowned impatiently.

After being reborn, he felt increasingly uncomfortable.

Even if the golden finger fails from time to time, now even the good luck that comes with it is gone.

He threw the phone into the hole in the table irritably and lay down with a gloomy look on his face.

What went wrong?

But invisible to the naked eye, the luck that Qiao Anyan had forcibly robbed from others in his previous life in order to reverse his life was disappearing bit by bit.

In Tunghai University, just as Jing Ci wrote the last number on the answer sheet, the hand-in bell rang.

The two invigilators immediately stood up, asked them to stop answering questions with serious faces, and collected the papers as quickly as possible.

Jing Ci packed up his things and followed the crowd out of the classroom to the gathering place for the provincial experiment.

Zhou Chao had already arrived one step ahead of him, and with a face full of frustration, he said, "It's over, I'm done! The questions are too difficult, I don't think I can even pass the preliminaries!"

"No." Jing Ci comforted him: "I find it difficult too, so don't think too much about it."

"I hope so." Zhou Chao sighed and said as he walked to the bus: "My mother gave me a vaccination in advance and said this was the last time she would let me participate in the competition."

"Huh?" Jing Ci didn't quite understand.

"She asked me to focus on the textbooks in my senior year of high school," Zhou Chao found a seat to sit down and turned around and said, "I'm afraid that the competition will delay my college entrance examination."

Indeed, if you can’t get results after participating in two competitions, it would be better to give up on taking the college entrance examination.

Jing Ci couldn't persuade him this time, so he could only remain silent.

Fortunately, Zhou Chao just wanted to complain. He glanced at Teacher Zhao, who was surrounded by several students, and whispered in Jing Ci's ear: "I'm afraid Teacher Zhao will come over and ask me how I did in the exam.

, I’ll pretend to be asleep first, don’t call me.”

Jing Ci suppressed a smile and nodded: "Okay."

Jing Ci was also a little tired. The fight against the will of the world had consumed all his energy. Now he suddenly relaxed and felt exhausted.

He reluctantly cheered up and took out his phone to check. There were many WeChat messages, all from Yingjiao.

[Jiao]: Finished the physics paper [picture]

[Jiao]: Waiting for you to come back.

[Jiao]: I brought you a small cube of shredded coconut milk and put it in the hole in your table.

[Jiao]: I didn’t sleep at noon and did a few math questions.

[Jiao]: Have you finished the exam?

[Jiao]: Tell me after the exam.

A smile appeared on Jing Ji's face involuntarily, because the depression at being targeted by Qiao Anyan was swept away. He stretched out his hand to type and sent a message back to Ying Jiao——

【Scenery】: I finished the exam and am getting ready to go back.

Seeing Teacher Zhao's eyes drifting over from time to time, he quickly put the phone back into his schoolbag, covered the protruding outline of the phone with one hand, and fell asleep leaning against the back of the chair with peace of mind. He didn't even know when he arrived at school.

have no idea.

"You can really sleep." Zhou Chao pushed him awake, pointed outside and said, "Let's go to the second cafeteria to eat."

"Second cafeteria?"

"Yeah." Zhou Chao nodded: "Teacher Zhao said that the school will be in charge of meals at noon today. The second canteen is privately contracted and can be opened at any time, so we can only go there."

"Okay." Jing Ci felt much better after taking a nap. He picked up his schoolbag and went to the Second Canteen with Zhou Chao.

Perhaps because they knew that they were all students valued by the school leaders, the staff in the second cafeteria did not dare to act evil, and the meals they served were very normal.

Jing Ci got a portion of cauliflower fried pork rice, plus two oranges.

The taste is indeed incomparable to that of a canteen, but it is better than the quantity. Jing Ci ate the whole plate of food in one go, and then he felt alive.

"Go back," Zhou Chao put down his spoon almost at the same time as Jing Ci. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, stood up, and said with a look of resignation: "You have to face what you have to face."

The two of them sent the plates to the recycling area and walked to the classroom together.

When passing the basketball court, a voice suddenly shouted from not far away: "Jing Ci!"

Yingjiao threw the basketball in his hand to the side and walked towards him: "Back?"

Jing Ci looked at the familiar people on the basketball court, and then realized that their class was in physical education.

Zhou Chao looked envious on the side. Unfortunately, their long-term physical education class had been canceled long ago, so he could only go back to the classroom with a miserable look on his face.

Yingjiao reached out and took Jing Ci's schoolbag naturally and asked him, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Yeah." Jing Ci nodded: "Eat in the second cafeteria."

"Second Canteen? How to eat there?" Ying Jiao frowned and touched his belly: "Are you full?"

"I'm full." Jing Ci shrank back, stood near the basketball stand, said hello to a few people from Class 7, then turned to Yingjiao and continued to say: "The school is in charge of food, you can only eat in the second cafeteria.

, the taste is okay.”

Well enough?

Yingjiao laughed, as if he had never eaten the food in the second cafeteria.
To be continued...