Chapter 122

122 She has proved it (third update) _1

Finished?

Princ.i.p.al Gu, who was talking to su Cheng, was taken aback. Then, he turned to Meng Fu seriously.

At the same time, su di handed half of Meng Fu’s proof to the princ.i.p.al.

The princ.i.p.al did not major in mathematics. This Mathematical Olympiad book was brought to him by the head of the third year when he gave him some suggestions for revision.

When he saw the paper su di handed him, he was shocked. The words on it were very stylish, and each stroke had its own edge. It was obvious that it had been written with great effort.

The princ.i.p.al’s expression softened when he saw the words. He even glanced at Meng Fu.

Then, he continued to read Meng Fu’s writing. Meng Fu had written a bunch of numbers and symbols on it. The princ.i.p.al’s major wasn’t here, so he went back to his seat, picked up the book, and flipped to the original answer, comparing it with the answer.

The answers were very long, and almost all of them were arguments and formulas. To the princ.i.p.al’s surprise, Meng Fu’s answers for the first few steps matched the answers perfectly. The knowledge was different from the fourth step onwards.

This difference was not that the steps were omitted, but that it was a completely different proof.

This was a proof question, and there was no accurate result.

There was no standard of judgment, but it was different from the answer, so it should be wrong.

The reason why the Olympiad questions were called the Olympiad questions was that they had reached a certain level of difficulty. If one did not specifically study the Olympiad questions, even if one had good mathematics grades, they would not be able to solve them.

The proof process was different. The a.s.sistant beside the princ.i.p.al took a look and shook his head. No. the teaching a.s.sistant paused and turned to Meng Fu. but you actually know about the elliptic formula? ”

These were not available in junior high school.

After the teaching a.s.sistant finished speaking, Zhao fan, who was standing beside Meng Fu, let out a sigh of relief. She was really crazy. For a moment, she actually thought that Meng Fu could really do it.

This was an Olympiad question, which was meant for the top mathematics geniuses in the world.

It wasn’t strange that he couldn’t do it. This was normal.

Zhao Fan held his forehead and leaned against Meng Fu. it’s enough that you’re in year one. The fact that first middle school allowed you to study here is enough to shut the mouth of those haters. Also, the director who rejected you yesterday.

Princ.i.p.al Gu had already expected that Meng Fu would not be able to do it, so he did not find it strange.

But this time, he wasn’t as stiff towards Meng Fu. Even though Meng Fu didn’t do it, he could tell that she had indeed learned some high school knowledge.

Princ.i.p.al Gu couldn’t help but admire her handwriting.

He looked at Meng Fu, who was staring at the Olympian book and the answer sheet in his hand without saying a word.

Princ.i.p.al Gu smiled. This time, his tone and expression became more amiable. this is. compet.i.tion question. It’s normal that you don’t know it. In our school. only. few people have partic.i.p.ated in compet.i.tion tutoring. Student Meng, actually. it’s not embarra.s.sing to be in year one at this age …

Because of Meng Fu’s handwriting, princ.i.p.al Gu had a rare appreciation for talent.

He casually put Meng Fu’s paper in his book.

“No, thank you. I don’t think it’s necessary.” Meng Fu turned around and looked at su Cheng.

Su Cheng understood. He stood up and bid farewell to the princ.i.p.al.

It was such a rare opportunity to get princ.i.p.al Gu’s approval, but Meng Fu actually dropped the ball at this time?

Zhao fan was giving Meng Fu a look, but Meng Fu did not notice it. He continued walking out with su Cheng.

**

After they left the princ.i.p.al’s office.

Zhao Fan scratched his head and was on the verge of a mental breakdown.”Why? Tell me, why didn’t you stay in No. 1 middle school? this is a rare opportunity.”

nothing. Meng Fu opened the door and got into the car. She closed her eyes when she heard Zhao fan’s words, and her tone sounded a little calm, “”There’s no need for that. No. 1 middle school might not be as good as you think.”

“Not as good as you think?” Zhao Fan also got into the car and sat up straight. He looked at Meng Fu and asked in confusion.

Meng Fu opened the doc.u.ment on his phone and looked at the script that Zhao fan had given her last night. yes, the princ.i.p.al and the teaching a.s.sistant are both very weak.

The level of the princ.i.p.al and teaching a.s.sistant was very low?

Zhao Fan opened her mouth and looked at Meng Fu. She really wanted to know where she got the confidence to say that.

“Then you’re not going to continue studying?” Zhao fan asked softly.

Zhao fan could accept the fact that Meng Fu was no longer planning to go to high school. After all, in the end, everything would still depend on the work.

It was just that he needed to settle down before Meng Fu’s work came out.

Meng Fu didn’t say anything. She always read three lines at a time. She quickly flipped through the doc.u.ment. On the top of her phone, a new message suddenly popped up. It was a WeChat verification.