The news spread very quickly.

During the break, in the corridor outside the second grade classroom, several second grade boys were guarding Shen Qi like stars.

They are representatives of the second class (4) competition team, representatives of the second class (5) competition team, representatives of the second class (6) competition team, and representatives of the seventh class and eighth class.

These representatives are all teammates of Shen Qi in the Mathematics Competition Team and are top mathematics students in each class. The same goal allows them to get to know each other, but only Shen Qi is the only one who achieves the goal.

"Shen Qi is amazing. He got a full score of 120 in a trial!"

"The only contestant in our school to enter the re-examination!"

"In the past few months, Shen Qi, your life is simply a cheat!"

All his teammates looked at Shen Qi with envy.

"I have won more awards and won more awards, and I will encourage each other." Shen Qi learned from Zhang Wanbang that there were 12 people in the team, and he was the only one who went to the provincial team line. The remaining 11 teammates won one first prize and three second prizes. The other seven people won no gains and returned in a defeat.

In the second class of high school (2), Shen Qi can be more high-profile. Anyway, he is the only one in the class to participate in the mathematics league. He likes to blow his pussy and will not cause too high critical damage to his classmates.

However, facing the defeated and returned home, the results of the battle were not as good as those of his own brilliant teammates, Shen Qi tried to keep a low profile: "It's important to participate, the ranking is not important. Besides, we have another chance to participate in the Digital League next year. If your heart is there, your dream will be there."

"Well, come on, Shen Qi!" The teammates who did not win the award felt much more relieved.

"In short, Shen Qijun, you must enter the main list of provincial teams and become the strongest man on the surface. Please!" A small teammate said loudly. It seemed that he was greatly influenced by Japanese comics.

Shen Qi: "Huo Jiawen, don't do this. It feels like a middle school second. We are in the second year of high school now, not a middle school second. By the way, how many points will you score in the number couplet this time?"

Huo Jiawen said in shame: "1 point."

"Damn it? 1 point?" Shen Qi almost fell down. 1 point, and there is such a magical operation?

"Shen Qijun, please be sure to join the provincial team and then play in the national competition and IMO international competition! I cannot realize my dream, please help me realize it. Please Shen Qijun!" After Huo Jiawen said that, he turned around and ran away, with tears in his eyes. He was moved by himself.

Xu Rui, who happened to pass by, witnessed all this, and he said incomprehensiblely: "Are you stupid to study? Is there such a bad guy in our school?"

"What do you know about the barbarians of the track and field team? Can you understand the greatness of your dreams?" The other team members glared at Xu Rui, very unhappy.

"Damn it's mentally retarded, come on, hurt each other, weak guys!" Xu Rui showed off his muscles and prepared to hit five of them one by one.

"Ignortic savage, poor student!" Several members of the Shuicons team immediately fled in all directions when they saw that the situation was not good.

"A group of stupid comparisons." Xu Rui hummed with special contempt.

It is difficult for people with different life goals to have a common language. If they have different words, they will hurt each other. Xu Rui said to Shen Qi: "I think you are just a little normal in your team, and the others are all stupid with weird behaviors."

"Okay, okay, class is in, what's the ability to bully the weak? If you have the ability, go and fight with the basketball team." Shen Qi pulled Xu Rui back to the classroom. The bell rang for class. This is a history class.

Shen Qi felt the important mission and responsibility on his shoulders. The rule of the rematch of the SFC is to go 12 to 6. As the only promotioner of Nangang No. 2 Middle School, he will attack the highest honor in the province alone.

Six days later, the rematch of 12 to 6 in the SUN League is about to begin.

Shen Qi also learned that he was not the only one who won the full score in one try, and this was a peak showdown between top math masters in the province.

Learning is endless.

If a person is ugly, you should read more.

Shuaibi also wants to study.

Shen Qi took out the math book and started reading it. If he fails six days later, he will be sorry to Teacher Zhang, Old Man Cao, the principal, the parents, and the classmates and teammates who support him.

Absolutely not to fail!

Once a person is focused on one thing, he will be distracted from other things.

Teacher Ma’s saliva was flying on the podium, and Shen Qi occasionally looked up at the blackboard, and he was absent-minded about history classes.

This history class teacher Ma’s hobby is playing cards, and his card friends are several teachers in the school.

They don’t gamble on cards, and most of the bets are class hours, evening self-study, and some weird things.

There are courses for the required subjects for the college entrance examination of science classes such as Chinese, mathematics, foreign affairs, physics, chemistry and biology every day.

But history classes are not available every day. Shen Qi and his class schedule one history class a week.

Teacher Ma, who loves playing cards, often loses classes, and Shen Qi hasn't seen Teacher Ma for almost a month.

Dongdong!

Teacher Ma knocked on the blackboard, and knocking on the blackboard meant that he was explaining important knowledge points: "At around 5 pm on April 27, 1911, Huang Xing led a revolutionary vanguard of more than 120 people, wrapped his arms in white towels, held gun bombs, blew conchs, and rushed straight to the Governor's Office, firing the first shot of the Huanghuagang Uprising, and kicked off the vigorous patriotic revolution."

"This is the famous Huanghuagang Uprising in history. The former site of the Huanghuagang Uprising is not far from our school. Our school has organized students to go to Huanghuagang to pay tribute to the tombstones of the martyrs on many occasions. The war songs and artillery of the former are far away, but the feat of revolutionaries selling their heads and sprinkling their blood will be immortal."

"Students, you must remember that our happy life today is hard-won, and it was exchanged for countless blood from revolutionary ancestors, so everyone must listen carefully to history classes, especially Chinese history, and be familiar with it."

Teacher Ma is very kind to spread Chinese historical knowledge, but not many students listened carefully in the audience.

For science students, the college entrance examination does not take history, so the teachers who teach history in science classes feel sad.

Suddenly, Teacher Ma shouted: "Shen Qi!"

"Ah?" Shen Qi held a book called "Super Elliptical Integral and Abel's Theorem" and looked up at the podium, in a daze.

"Hand up!" Teacher Ma thought to himself that your class teacher Zhang Wanbang won me for a long time when playing cards, and the students in your class have not listened to my history classes for a long time, which has angered me to death!

brush!

Shen Qi stood up, still confused.

"Shen Qi, if you have good math grades, you can not learn history? As a Chinese, you don't even know Chinese history, do you have the nerve to leave school?" The news has spread so quickly these days, and even history teachers know that Shen Qi has good math grades.

"Teacher Ma, you wronged me. I am familiar with Chinese history, including Xia, Shang, Zhou, Spring and Autumn, Qin, Han, Wei, Jin, Sui, Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties... I remember it like a stream!" Shen Qi was dissatisfied. Although his historical indicators in the system were level 0, and although he did not listen to history classes carefully, he believed that he had basic knowledge of Chinese history and had read a lot of historical texts.

"Then I ask you, what dynasty was there between Jin and Sui?"

"Southern...Southern and Northern Dynasties?" Shen Qi answered uncertainly that there were too few books about the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and there were more time-travel articles from the Tang, Song and Ming dynasties.

"How many generations of the Southern Dynasties, how many countries of the Northern Dynasties? What dynasties, what dynasties, and what countries?" Teacher Ma asked.

"Eight generations of the Southern Dynasties, ten countries of the Northern Dynasties?" Shen Qi began to make a fuss.

"Nothing nonsense, you don't even have the most basic knowledge of Chinese history. It's sad, shameful!" Teacher Ma asked again, "Who fired the first shot of the Huanghuagang Uprising? If you can't even answer this question, what kind of face do you call yourself Chinese?"

Let me go, Teacher Ma, you underestimate me too much. Who fired the first shot of the Huanghuagang Uprising? This is a free question! I have been to the former site of the Huanghuagang Uprising for more than twenty times, and my house is nearby.

"The first shot of the Huanghuagang Uprising was fired by Huang Xing. The statue of Huang Xing was erected on the former site of the Huanghuagang Uprising." Shen Qi said with great certainty, and finally won a city back.

"You answered correctly." Teacher Ma asked without saying a word, "Then I'll ask you again, who fired the second shot of the Huanghuagang Uprising?"

"Ha? The second shot?" Shen Qi was stunned for a moment. Huang Xing fired the first shot at my door more than a hundred years ago. After that, the revolutionary party and the reactionaries must have fought each other. There were crackling gunfire everywhere. Among the chaos, who knows who fired the second shot!

Seeing Shen Qi's confusion, Teacher Ma said, "Shen Qi, aren't you good at math? I'll give you four choices, A, Huang Xing, B, Song Jiaoren, C, Liao Zhongkai, D, Zhu Zhixin. One of them fired the second shot, who do you think it is?"

"Liao...Liao Zhongkai?" Shen Qi felt that it should be Liao Zhongkai. Liao Zhongkai is a relatively famous person. Zhongkai College is located locally.

"Wrong!" Teacher Ma drank, and then asked another question: "Who fired the third shot of the Huanghuagang Uprising? A Huang Xing, B Song Jiaoren, C Liao Zhongkai, D Zhu Zhixin, or choose one of four."

Wori, Teacher Ma, are you jealous of my good math grades? My good math grades will make you provoke you. We are not a peer or an enemy!

Shen Qi calmed down his emotions and said, "Was Zhu Zhixin fired the third shot?"

Zhu Zhixin is also a celebrity. He is the close friend of Mr. Zhongshan. Zhixin Middle School is a key local middle school. There is also a Zhixin Road named after Zhu Zhixin.

"Wrong again! Shen Qi, you disappointed me so much. There is no historical knowledge at all! The place where the revolutionary martyrs once fought, less than 2 kilometers from our school, you even answered such a simple question incorrectly! I was disappointed, I was very disappointed! No matter how good you are in mathematics, you should not forget that you are a descendant of Yan and Huang, a Chinese!" Teacher Ma was particularly angry and very sad.

Shen Qi humbly asked for advice: "Then, Teacher Ma, who fired the second and third shots of the Huanghuagang Uprising? I really don't know, this question is too difficult!"

Teacher Ma said slowly to all the students: "The first, second and third shots of the Huanghuagang Uprising were fired by Huang Xing. It was written in the history textbook. Huang Xing fired three shots at the sky and fired the Huanghuagang Uprising. Have you ever read the history textbook seriously!"

"..." Shen Qi was sweating profusely. Damn this is a historical question? It's obviously a brain teaser, okay!
Chapter completed!