I Exchange For Black Technology By Blowing Up The Bully

Call out the system, black technology lottery draw.

Draw!

The virtual turntable rotates rapidly, stops after a while, and the result pops up.

[Congratulations on obtaining the "Mental Arithmetic Capsule Purchase Qualification"! 】

[Mental arithmetic capsules have been placed in the system mall and can be purchased at any time]

Opening the system mall, a red capsule appeared on the previously empty shelf. With concentrated thoughts, the product information popped up instantly.

"Hey, there's something wrong with this system!" Song He gasped.

[Mental arithmetic capsule: 100 resentment points/capsule]

[After taking it, it can greatly improve the brain's computing power within one hour, enhance the sensitivity to numbers and geometric spaces, and easily handle mathematics]

【Multiple capsules can be taken at the same time, and the computing power of the brain will be doubled, but it consumes a lot of energy for the human body. Please replenish food in time and eat vigorously to avoid collapse and coma】

The stuff is good, but the price is too expensive. If you buy one grain with 100 resentment value, it can only increase for one hour.

In some aspects, the one-hour increase is really against the sky, but learning mathematics is the most time-killing, and it will disappear in the blink of an eye in one hour.

Ning Mo and Zhang Zhilei's resentment points were refreshed for another minute, they continued to contribute 80 resentment points, and finally stopped.

Song He memorized these two names silently. With such a big resentment, he must be the enemy of the math competition!

Ban Jianye on the podium was expressionless, and suddenly said, "Finally, I want to call the name of a classmate."

The eyes of the whole class instantly focused on the head teacher, roll call? Judging by the head teacher's expression, it doesn't seem like a good thing?

"Who is Song He?" Ban Jianye glanced at the whole class, "Stand up!"

Song He was startled, and got up anxiously.

Surprise flashed across Ban Jianye's face, why is it this kid?

"Your score shouldn't be in the elite class, but you are here. I don't like the so-called supernatural students. The ugly thing is, if you come to my class, you have to obey my rules, no matter who you rely on." Ban Jianye said seriously.

Song He nodded quickly, with a humble face, expressing that he was just a harmless relative, not the kind of son-in-law who rides on the teacher's head and poops and asks the teacher to praise his stomach.

"Originally, I planned to transfer you directly to the end of the classroom, and sit at the same table as the trash can. But seeing that you have done well in math prep and you are eager to learn, I will give you a chance." Ban Jianye said aggressively, "The math selection will be held in ten days. Can you guarantee to win the first place?"

Song He was terrified, is this going to sign a military warrant in public? Can't win the battle and kill the head?

"I will do my best to win the first place!" Song He declared decisively.

Damn, isn't it just a fight, how can a man be cowardly?

"Very good. The selection test will be held in ten days. If you can get a place in the mathematics competition team, you can choose any seat in the class." Ban Jianye nodded.

"If you can't get it, you can go to the last row and be at the same table with the trash can!"

...

After class.

The freshmen poured out of the classroom and went to the dormitory building to collect mattress sheets.

Song He hugged the mattress and found his dormitory, 309, out of breath.

The dormitory is a double room with two beds on the left and right.

As soon as he entered the door, Song He was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Several mahogany swords were hung on the wall, yellow rune paper was flapping beside the bed, a few red threads were hanging in the air, and the mountain ghosts hanging on the threads bumped back and forth with money.

how? Assigned to a haunted house? Has someone died in this dormitory?

Suddenly, a classmate appeared on the balcony with three burning incense sticks in his hand, chanting words.

"My name is Song He, and we will be roommates from now on." Song He forced a smile out of fear.

"My name is Yuan Guang." Yuan Guang smiled and shook the incense stick in his hand, "The feng shui of this dormitory is back to the dragon, which is not conducive to the accumulation of student spirit. Fortunately, I have already cracked it, and I will put away the things immediately."

"Thank you very much!" Song He is stupid, is this roommate still a half-immortal? Could it be that he was admitted to high school by relying on divination?

"You're welcome, I'll treat you guys from now on." Yuan Guang smiled, "As soon as Huilongsha is broken, our dormitory hides the wind and gathers energy, and there is a steady stream of academic energy. We can increase our scores while sleeping in bed, and we can get into a prestigious school just around the corner. !"

Song He made the bed, Yuan Guang put away all kinds of instruments, and the two of them tacitly cleaned up the dormitory, sweeping and mopping the floor, wiping the cabinets, and cleaning up the incense ash in the corners.

The awkward atmosphere of just getting to know each other quickly disappeared, and the two chatted happily while working.

"Brother, you want a math competition, right? Be careful with Ning Mo and Zhang Zhilei." Yuan Guang said.

"What do you mean?" Song He regained his spirit in an instant, and the two of them contributed a lot of resentment points to themselves.

"I went to No. 9 Middle School in junior high school. Ning Mo and Zhang Zhilei are also from No. 9 Middle School. They are very famous in our school. They are two masters of mathematics!" Yuan Guang said seriously, "I didn't expect that they were all assigned to our class. I wanted to try a math competition, but I just gave up when I saw them, I couldn’t beat them at all.”

"Mathematics master? Many people in junior high school can get full marks in mathematics, why are they famous?" Song He asked.

"The usual exam questions are simple, and there are indeed many full marks, but in the multi-school joint exam, the questions are extremely difficult! There are Olympiad questions and super-syllabus questions!" Yuan Guang showed a lingering fear expression.

"There was a five-school joint exam, and the math paper was extremely difficult. The first big question that came up was the intersection of elliptic curves and parabolas. Isn't this the content of high school? We junior high school students can only stare blankly."

"The rest of the questions were full of shit. When the closing bell was finally rang, everyone hadn't finished the first side. After leaving the examination room, they all scolded the person who wrote the questions." Yuan Guang was indignant.

"And then?" Song He was nervous.

"We can't solve the super outline problem, but someone can do it!" Yuan Guang's face suddenly changed.

"Forty minutes after the start of the exam, Ning Mo and Zhang Zhilei handed in the papers one after another!"

"After the two handed in the papers, they played table tennis downstairs. We were blushing in the examination room, bowed our heads to understand the questions, and looked up at the window to see them playing table tennis. Do you know that feeling? That I still remember the terrifying coercion!" Yuan Guang showed fear, "After the results came out, Zhang Zhilei scored full marks, Ning Mo deducted two points, and the school's average score was only over 30!"

Song He remained silent, frowning tightly.

His math grades in junior high school were not good, and he still took advantage of the summer vacation to make up for it. The stupid bird flew first before catching up, and he has not yet been tested in actual combat.

Ning Mo and Zhang Zhilei have always been masters of mathematics. This kind of people will probably preview high school mathematics during the holidays, and their own advantages will be gone!

Anyway, I'm going to die!

Two rivals!

"Dong dong dong!" There was a sudden knock on the dormitory door.

Yuan Guang stood up and opened the door, seeing who came, with a look of surprise.

The thin young man stood outside the door, his glasses were as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle, he was unsmiling, and exuded a strong aura of a schoolmaster!

"Hi, my name is Ning Mo. I heard that Song He is in this dormitory?" Ning Mo pushed his glasses, and the lenses flashed like a knife.