Job transfer for all: Hexagonal warrior with full skills

In the corridor of the senior year of high school.

The dean followed the man in the shirt with a respectful look on his face.

"Principal, why are you free to inspect the school today?"

Principal Zhu pushed up his glasses and said,"It has been several months since I was transferred to No. 1 Middle School. I have been busy with academics. You have always been worrying about school affairs. I feel a little sorry, so I came to take a look."

"Hey, it’s all within my scope and I should do it."The teaching director said humbly

"You have been the dean of students for twenty years, so I can rest assured when you do things."

"The combat courses in No. 1 Middle School are pretty good, but the academics...otherwise the higher-ups wouldn't have transferred me here."

"Now the country has been advocating that schools should pay attention to the all-round development of students. They cannot blindly focus on combat courses just because students are interested in combat courses."

"Tell me, how many years has it been since No. 1 Middle School won an academic award in a national competition? Not to mention national competitions, not even at the provincial level.……"

Principal Zhu suppressed his move before raising it. The dean, who was sweating profusely, lowered his head and replied:"Yes, yes, yes"

"Find a few good seedlings and focus on training them. If you don’t have enough teachers, feel free to tell me. As long as they can produce results……"

"Huh."Principal Zhu's eyes were suddenly attracted by the"foreign language" on the blackboard in the classroom.

Seeing the student on duty trying to erase the"foreign language" on the blackboard, Principal Zhu quickly shouted anxiously:

"stop."

This sound scared the dean to the point of losing his soul.

He quickly looked into the classroom. As a foreign language major, he was slightly startled when he saw the formulas on the blackboard. It was so familiar, yet so strange.

Two fours. A man in his teens rushed into the classroom.

Jiang Yan, who was on duty, was startled. She knew the dean.

"Hello, Director."

The two old men's thoughts were not on Jiang Yan, the cute class beauty. They looked straight at the formulas on the blackboard.

Principal Zhu's main focus was on mathematical skills, and he was watching the door.

The dean was just watching the fun.

"Not bad, there are teachers in our school whose math skills have reached level 80."

Principal Zhu nodded with satisfaction, then shook his head again.

"But isn’t this beyond the outline? How can we teach students such a difficult solution? Can students understand it?"

At level 80, the teaching director was shocked. His bishop's foreign language was only level 79.

Skills are more difficult to improve as you go up.

At their level, even if they study hard for a year, their skills may not be able to be improved by 1. Level.

Talent becomes an insurmountable obstacle.

With level 80 skills, isn't this challenging his job as the teaching director?

"Teacher, is this solution correct? Jiang Yan asked with a puzzled look on her face.

Principal Zhu pushed up his glasses, glanced at Jiang Yan out of the corner of his eye, and said,"It's normal that you can't understand. Such advanced solutions will naturally be able to be understood when you get a Ph.D. Learn the surface."

Jiang Yan was dumbfounded and said doubtfully:"But our math teacher said that this is a foreign language and was written blindly by Bai Ran."

"He knows nothing and doesn’t understand the value of these three formulas.……"

Principal Zhu was startled for a moment, suddenly lost his temper, turned his head, looked squarely at Jiang Yan and asked:

"What did you say?"

"Are these three formulas not written by your math teacher?"

"Who is Bai Ran?"

The three questions in a row made Jiang Yan shrink back in fear and looked at the dean carefully. The dean raised his hand and introduced:"This is Principal Zhu. It's okay. Just tell me who wrote these three formulas. of."

Jiang Yan said timidly:"Bai Ran is a classmate of ours."

Principal Zhu and the dean looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

Is this possible for a senior high school student with level 80 skills?

"Is there any misunderstanding in this?"The dean said tentatively

"It's possible."Principal Zhu nodded slightly.

The main reason is that the senior high school student has a level 80 skill, which is too scary.

The doctoral students majoring in mathematics cried to death in the toilet.

"But we don’t rule out the possibility of a genius coming out of our school."Principal Zhu is a little unwilling to give up.

Although this possibility is extremely small, there is a precedent.

Every ten years there will always be a genius like this in the country, but it is still a bit dreamy to appear in their No. 1 middle school.

The dean replied :"Yes, this is simple. Call me over tomorrow and give it a try and you will know."

"That's right."Principal Zhu nodded with deep understanding.

The two men in their forties left the classroom with quite complicated moods.

They all knew that tonight would be a sleepless night.

The other two men also had complicated moods. Jiang Yan was the one who watched Bai Ran solve the problem with her own eyes.

Like her classmates, she laughed at Bai Ran's naughtiness.

But she didn't expect that she was the clown.

……

After parting ways with his best friend Wu Yong outside school, Bai Ran returned home.

After eating, Bairan locked himself in the room and studied his system.

Mother Li Chunfeng kicked Bai Qiu under the table and glanced at Bai Ran's door.

Bai Qiu looked at Li Chunfeng suspiciously

"Have you noticed that your son is not feeling well today?"Li Chunfeng lowered his voice.

"It's normal, it's adolescence."Bai Qiu said nonchalantly.

"My son has a little secret."