It's so sweet, the little uncle is addicted to her

Chapter 3 Gold Medal (please collect and pinch)
"Huh?" Yan Shang asked in confusion, "Is there any problem in going to the town high school?"

"No, no." The voice from Qin He's other end was a little hectic, with some noisy background sounds.

After about ten seconds, Qin He walked to a quiet place and changed his words bluntly.

"Not only is the overall difficulty of our basic test high, but each subject of mathematics and science and comprehensive science also uses a competition question."

"However, Lin Qin did everything right!!"

Her weary voice couldn't stop rising: "The little girl scored 149 in mathematics! 300 in comprehensive science! They are the highest in the whole grade!!"

"And she deducted a point in mathematics because she didn't use a pencil for drawing."

Speaking of this, Qin He joked bitterly: "Mr. Yan doesn't look like a parent who doesn't buy pencils for his children."

Yan Shang was stunned with his forehead propped on one hand, and he was silent for a few seconds before asking, "How is her performance in the other two subjects?"

"English is also 149 points. We usually don't give full marks for composition in exams. Her 149 is equivalent to 150."

"As for Chinese..." Qin He paused, his excitement seemed to subside a bit, "Chinese is only 92 points, and Lin Qin's composition is not finished yet."

"I'm calling you just to ask, has the child always been serious?"

Serious partiality?

Didn't finish the composition with 92 points in Chinese?

Full marks in English and Mathematics?

No wonder he was so calm when asked about his grades.

Yan Shang lowered his arm, tapped his fingertips on the table a few times, and replied modestly: "Thank you, Teacher Qin, for your concern."

"It's ashamed to say that the child has been with his grandparents before. I am Lin Qin's uncle, and I don't know enough about her past achievements."

"I'll give you an answer after I ask my family."

Qin He has been teaching for more than ten years and has seen all kinds of family relationships, so he was only slightly taken aback before agreeing.

Yan Shang hung up the phone, glanced at the time, and sent a message to the assistant who delivered breakfast.

The next day.

Lin Qin got up early as usual, dressed in a rustic and cool outfit, and her backpack still looked light.

How come there is not even a pencil?

Yan Shang moved his eyes away from the little girl's schoolbag with complicated emotions, and pushed the stationery box on the table to the side of the sandwich and hot milk.

"For you."

"Thank you." Lin Qin nodded lightly, picked up the hot milk and drank half a cup in one go.

She stayed up late last night to read the 30-word game setting collection. She didn't get enough sleep, which caused her blood pressure to be low, and her whole aura was a little depressed.

Yan Shang noticed the bloodshot eyes in her eyes, and hurriedly got up and went to the study to get eye drops.

When he came back, he said by handing things over, "Teacher Qin called last night."

"Oh, thank you." Lin Qin didn't care what Teacher Qin said at all.

She took the box and wiped it with a wet towel, opened the plastic seal and the medicine bottle, raised her head and dripped two drops into each of her left and right eyes.

Yan Shang stood by the table and watched, waiting for her to blink and squeeze out tears, and handed over the tissue in time.

He asked casually, "Lin Qin, have you always had good grades?"

Is it good?No.1 in town.

Lin Qin wiped his cheeks, looked up at Yan Shang, and said calmly, "It's been okay."

Yan Shang's Adam's apple rolled, he was silent for a few seconds, then turned around and sat back opposite Lin Qin.

Only then said: "I didn't ask clearly two days ago, so I shouldn't rush you."

"It's better to study and combine work and rest. Staying up late is not good for your health."

"Are you apologizing to me?" Lin Qin looked puzzled, and opened his mouth to bite off the crispy corners of the sandwich, chewing like a little hamster with bulging cheeks.

"Cough... yes, Uncle didn't know you had such good grades..."

Yan Shang's voice weakened, and he was suddenly amused by her expression, and changed the topic: "Let's eat first, and I will see you off today."

"Oh." His face changed so quickly.

However, the two of them didn't chat a few words on the way, so Lin Qin leaned against the car window and began to catch up on sleep.

Yan Shang drove slowly all the way, trying to let her sleep more peacefully.

In the end, Lin Qin walked into the classroom stepping on the bell of the morning self-study, and was almost late.

As soon as she sat down, Xu Minglei covered her face with the textbook and leaned forward: "Lin Qin, you will get grades in the morning reading, are you nervous?"

Lin Qin shook his head, took out a new A4 paper, and outlined the structure of the characters with a few strokes.

"Fuck! Boss!" Xu Minglei exclaimed behind her.

Tian Xin followed the voice and turned around, "Xu Minglei, what's wrong with you? I was startled in the morning."

After finishing speaking, she also saw that Lin Qin's pen was gradually taking shape, and she could already see the sketch of the outline of the mecha warrior.

Then exclaimed: "Wow! Qinqin, you are so amazing!"

"It's just practicing pens." Lin Qin glanced at Teacher Qin entering the classroom from the corner of his eye, paused the tip of his pen, and looked at Tian Xin: "Turn back."

"No, no." Tian Xin turned around with a smile, and acted like a baby to Lin Qin: "Qin Qin, next time we will report on the blackboard in class, can you draw with me?"

Lin Qin didn't speak, just quietly watched her die.

Sure enough, Qin He quickly walked to the table and reprimanded him with a serious face: "Tian Xin! Go back and study hard!"

Looking at Lin Qin again, he didn't even pay attention to the sketches on the table, and said softly, "Come to the office with the teacher."

Tian Xin lowered her head and sat back down, like a dejected kitten.

Lin Qin looked at her more and followed Teacher Qin's footsteps.

"Lin Qin, the teacher called your uncle last night, you should know your grades by now." Qin He pulled a chair and motioned her to sit face to face with him.

"The teacher came here for no other purpose than to ask about your past grades."

"Have you ever participated in a competition in Mathematics and Science?"

"En." Lin Qin nodded.

Qin He's eyes lit up, "Have you ever won an award?"

In her first year of high school, Lin Qin was dragged by her grandfather to participate in the selection of mathematics and science and comprehensive competitions. After passing all of them, she chose mathematics and went all the way to the end.

Lin Qin replied calmly: "Gold medal."

"Gold medal..." Qin He was startled.

Provincial and national awards are first, second and third prizes, and only world-class awards can be called gold medals.

Qin He stood up suddenly.

"IMO?!"

"What IMO?" The math teacher walked into the office with his coat in his hand, and subconsciously took Qin He's words, "Our students are all in the third year of high school, so there is no way for another IMO contestant, Xiao Qin, you teach physics, why do you always think about our math competition? .”

"Teacher Ge is here." Qin He smiled at him, sat back in his chair, and explained to Lin Qin: "Teacher almost entered the national team when he was in high school, so you have been thinking about it all these years, which makes you laugh. "

"It's okay." Lin Qin made an understanding expression at the right time.

Qin He then asked: "So have you really won the IMO gold medal?"

"Well, I got it the year before last." Lin Qin affirmed calmly.

"The year before last? The one with full marks?!" Hearing her answer, Mr. Ge walked around the desk, looked at Lin Qin carefully, and suddenly clapped his hands together.

"Oh! I just said, why does this little girl look so familiar?!"

Qin He: "Have you seen it?"

"Isn't it? I've seen it in photos!" Teacher Ge laughed from ear to ear, "This is the genius I boasted about in the office for three days!"

"It is said that after the competition that year, other students of the same team said in interviews that the biggest credit for their ability to get full marks is neither themselves nor the coach."

"Just before the exam, this little girl won the question type for everyone!"

He looked at Lin Qin cheerfully: "I really want to ask if this is true? Can you hit the IMO questions? You are so lucky!"

"Why do you doubt it?" Lin Qin and Teacher Ge looked at each other, "It's just the result of the highest probability calculated based on the existing information."

After speaking, he looked at Qin He, "Is there anything else, teacher? If there is nothing else, I will go back first."

Talking to the teacher is too boring, she wants to go back to drawing.

However, Teacher Ge cut off Hu: "I have something to do, your name is..."

Qin He reminded: "Lin Qin, why can't you remember your name?"

"That's right, Lin Qin."

Teacher Ge suffered from an occupational disease and couldn't help but want to test Lin Qin.

He quickly walked back to his desk, and quickly pulled out the paper from the bottom of the drawer: "I have a particularly good set of competition questions, and no student in our school has scored full marks in three years."

"The teacher wants to see what score you make."

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