Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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The chemistry teacher, Zhuang Musheng, is a very serious and tall man, and he has the strictest requirements on the students. He always punishes the students for copying the table of elements, or beats the palms and backs with bamboo boards.

There is no such thing as prohibiting corporal punishment these days. Even if the parents don't say "my boy, you can hit me as you like", after the teacher hits you casually, the parents will just make up for another fat beating at home.

Therefore, even the old students in the reheating class were a little trembling when it came to chemistry class.

However, today's Zhuang Musheng was smiling from the moment he entered the door. He kindly lit a cigarette, chatted with the students in the front row for a while, and then said in Putonghua with a strong local accent: "So what?" , let's start the paper."

The students below sat upright, and the smokers near the podium breathed in the escaping smoke.

The scene couldn't be more harmonious.

Zhuang Musheng slowly untied the thread tied to the test paper, and then slowly unfolded the test paper, then twisted out the first one, read it carefully, and said: "Student Yang Rui, score, everyone applauds."

Sparse applause, accompanied by all kinds of disbelieving gazes.

Zhuang Musheng didn't care what the students below thought, he laughed on the stage and said, "Put Yang Rui's papers here first, monitor, you put the other students' papers down."

Seeing Liu Shan take all the papers away, Zhuang Musheng rolled his eyes, pinched a piece of chalk, and said, "Let's look at the last question of the chemistry paper first. The question of this question is actually a bit problematic. I also read it." I only noticed Yang Rui's answer, come on, Yang Rui, come up and tell everyone..."

"Actually, the chemical formulas don't match well. Ammonia gas is not needed here, so a little modification is appropriate." Yang Rui's mental age is approaching, and he doesn't bother to talk about the omissions of the chemistry teacher. He can cover up the wrong question with a few simple sentences. However, then I will only talk about the answer, not about mistakes and omissions.

Some smart students will know that the question in the last question is not so simple after comparing the questions for a while.

What does this mean? It means that when Yang Rui answered the questions, he answered the genuine ones.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be wrong to copy the standard answer?

Squad leader Liu Shan finished the papers, sat in her seat in a daze, and silently calculated in her heart: the mathematics, physics and chemistry are all full marks, and there are points, plus the 87 points for English, the published scores now have points, which can be wiped into a book side.

If you count the unpublished Chinese, as well as the unexamined politics and biology, wouldn't it mean that you can go to any university you want?

Many things cannot stand calculation.

Originally, it was just an exaggeration to think that the full score was exaggerated, but after such a calculation, it has calculated the real future of the family.

One?

Liu Shan occasionally dreams about it, but she has never seen anyone around her actually do it.

Hu Yanshan's glass heart also shattered to the ground, and his mouth was so dry that he couldn't open it. To say that Yang Rui is only good at mathematics and physics is to deceive oneself and others. Now he can't even lie to himself, which makes him feel envious and jealous towards Yang Rui.

on stage.

Yang Rui finished the last question in a few words, smiled as usual, and said: "Students who want to join the study group can submit a written application to Wang Guohua, and the results of the inspection will be notified within a week."

Zhuang Musheng seemed to be very satisfied with what he heard on the stage, nodded and said: "It is a good thing to have a good learning method to share with the students. Well, we must strengthen our chemistry study in the future."

After speaking, he began to talk about the first question.

The students in the class didn't have the mood to listen to the lecture, they talked about Yang Rui in a low voice.

It was almost an overnight change. Everyone saw it and envied it in their hearts.

Yang Rui quietly sat back in his seat, and didn't listen to the lecture much, just copying and writing in his notebook.

Wang Guohua looked strange, and asked softly, "What are you doing?"

"Get some money for meat." Yang Rui sighed, with a desolate look on his face.

"With what?"

"Well, the basic exam is over now, and it will take a week or two to recruit people for the study group. In these two days, I plan to write some articles and submit them to magazines. After receiving the manuscript fee, we will eat meat together." Yang Rui said lazily, his hands But the movement on it is not slow at all.

What he holds in his head is not only the papers he read during graduate school, but also the articles he read in middle school and elementary school. Except for abstracts, they are naturally new things that have not been published yet.

Among them, literary articles also have the problem of writing style, while popular science and learning articles are much simpler. For example, the formulas and hexagonal mnemonics taught to Wang Guohua earlier can be published in magazines such as "Mathematics for Middle School Students" after a little sorting out.

If the explanation is more detailed, it is not difficult to mix hundreds or thousands of words for each article.

The sales volume of magazines in the era was very high. A random publication that was not very well-known had a sales volume of 100,000 to 200,000, and well-known literary publications had millions of sales volume, which was more than that of newspapers in later generations.

Therefore, the manuscript fees are quite generous, ranging from RMB 1,000 characters to hundreds of RMB 1,000 characters. The monthly salary of an ordinary worker is only about 1 yuan, and the monthly salary at the township level is even lower, often only 1 yuan.

In this way, you can get almost a month's salary for writing an article. It is a little difficult to have meat every meal, but it is easy to eat meat regularly.

What's more, Yang Rui just copied the existing articles in his mind, so there is no burden for a few more articles.

Wang Guohua asked half-understanding: "Subject to a magazine, is it really good? What did you write?"

"Just write some special usages of middle school mathematics formulas, such as the analysis of odd and even, how can we make a more accurate judgment..." Seeing that he didn't understand, Yang Rui said again: "There are jingles and so on..."

"Oh, jingle, this is easy to use. But, the jingle you taught me, isn't it left by an old teacher?" Wang Guohua still remembers this.

Yang Rui said vaguely: "He taught me some things at that time, and I also learned to weave myself."

"Then you made it up, can you list it?"

"Look, it doesn't matter if you can't."

"That's true." Wang Guohua satisfied his curiosity and went back to the class.

Yang Rui continued to copy his articles, because it was the first time for a newcomer, he didn't dare to copy too long and too much, and tried to choose moderate difficulty, which was just at the level that a middle school student could do.

Of course, one of the tricks is somewhat inspired.

After the chemistry class was over, Zhuang Musheng packed his things and went out.

The classroom fell silent for a moment.

A few seconds later, Xu Jing stood up first, took a piece of paper, handed it to Yang Rui, and said, "I want to join your group."

"I see." Yang Rui just unfolded the application and handed over another piece of paper.

"I also want to join the group." This time it was Cao Baoming, whose tall body blocked the aisle.

"Just use a piece of scratch paper to write the application."

"You didn't say you need tinfoil to write it on." Cao Baoming joked. Cigarettes wrapped in tin foil cost two cents more than those without tin foil.

Seeing that Yang Rui was about to put it away, he hurriedly said, "Look at what I wrote."

Yang Rui couldn't help looking at Xu Jing.

"It's okay to look at his first." Xu Jing looked like a woman who was easy to talk to.

"Then wait a moment." Yang Rui paved the way for Cao Baoming's application, and then did not speak for a long time.

"Can't you see clearly?" Cao Baoming was anxious, and said, "I'll read it to you."

"and many more……"

Cao Baoming coughed and read: "I volunteer to join Yang Rui's study group, support the group's program, abide by the group's charter, fulfill the obligations of group members, implement the group's decisions, and strictly abide by the group's discipline..."

Yang Rui knocked on his forehead with a headache, this guy actually rewrote the party oath...

Although a bit inappropriate, I have to admit that such a change is quite to Yang Rui's taste.

Cao Baoming showed a smug smile.

He looks thick and thick, but he has good eyesight. After careful thinking, he really scratched Yang Rui's itching.

"How about it, can I join the group?" Cao Baoming rubbed his hands, he really felt that Yang Rui's group was useful.

Yang Rui hesitated for a moment, then smiled: "You can study with the group and be a backup team member first."

"Backup team?"

"Make sure your performance is consistent with your application, and you can officially join."

Cao Baoming suddenly felt that he seemed to write too much.

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