"What are you talking about? When did the freshman become so arrogant!"

Pang Ziheng, who was sitting next to Wencheng, slapped the table and stood up, gave the fat man a soup without any mercy, and took it back solidly.

Pang Ziheng's counterattack made the senior high school experimental class burst into laughter. As for the few girls in their class, they curled their lips like a joke, as if in their eyes, these younger juniors in the lower grades were not worthy of becoming opponents.

Hua Ziyun forced the fat man to hit him again, and gave him a little blame. He knew Pang Ziheng, a rare genius. If he remembered correctly, he should have won third place in the previous life's math competition.

The arrogance of the senior high school experimental class does have arrogance. He remembers that in the previous life, they won five places in the top ten, including Wen Cheng, Pang Ziheng, fourth, fifth, and sixth, all of them. As for the second place, Sun Jinkai, the squad leader of the senior high school experimental class, which is also a very strong enemy.

Thinking of this, Hua Ziyun unconsciously glanced at Sun Jinkai who was sitting in the front row. He seemed to be unaffected at all and was still lowering his head to review.

"Damn! Ziyun, don't stop me, I'm going to blow his head!" The fat man said with a grim expression.

"You should stop causing trouble for Teacher Zhao!" Hana Ziyun laughed helplessly, "This is not a ring match. Wen Dou, why are you trying to beat someone up? You want to earn back your face and win it back later."

"What!" The fat man cursed and glared at Pang Ziheng coldly, "You wait for Fat Master, I'll want you to look good later!"

"Oh, I'm not too small!" Pang Ziheng grew up with a look of surprise and stroked his little chest with a humble look on his face. "It's a luxury to have a group of clowns who can enter the top ten, and they're still talking nonsense here?"

Hanaziyun didn't want to cause trouble, but Pang Ziheng was simply too cheap.

Just when he wanted to have an attack, Teacher Zhao Lei, who was standing by, took the lead and quit. "Student Pang is almost OK, don't bully your junior!"

"Forehead······"

Seeing the teacher talking, Pang Ziheng curled his lips innocently and sat down with a little dissatisfaction.

"Oh, Teacher Zhao, you are not right. You are a typical guardian. As a teacher, do you have the nerve to bully my students?"

Just when Hana Ziyun thought it was okay, a laugh suddenly came from outside the door. This time, the chief examiner of the Mathematical Olympiad, Jiang Guangping, the head teacher of the senior high school experiment class, walked in from outside with a smile.

"Teacher Jiang, you may have misunderstood..."

"Okay, as a re-examination officer, you should do your job well, rather than stand up for your students as a teacher."

"you!"

Zhao Lei's face turned red, and he couldn't say a word at this time. The students around him laughed secretly.

Hua Ziyun frowned and looked coldly at the senior high school experimental class with a proud look and the classmates who were all ready to beat him. He couldn't help but feel a fire in his heart.

Yes, my teacher has been fucked. If he doesn’t stand up again, it would be too cowardly.

Hua Ziyun stood up directly from her seat, narrowing her eyes as Jiang Guangping, who had already been on stage, remained motionless.

He suddenly made the crowd around him stunned. What did he want to stand up?

"Teacher Jiang, can the student ask you a question?" Hanaziyun suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" Jiang Guangping looked up at Hua Ziyun, and there was a hint of comedy in his eyes. No one didn't like students who were good at studying. After all, Hua Ziyun would become his student at that time. "It turns out that he is our freshman student, but I don't know who is better than our Wencheng Xiang?"

"Haha." Hana Ziyun chuckled and asked in a cold tone just now: "How likely is Mr. Jiang who thinks we, the freshmen, can enter the finals?"

Jiang Guangping chuckled lightly, "I don't think it's big. My students are not that easy to win. You have to be mentally prepared."

"Do you doubt Teacher Zhao's teaching level or our ability?" Hanakoyun continued to ask.

"Huh?" Jiang Guangping heard the smell of gunpowder in Huaziyun's mouth and frowned: "Are you going to speak for your Teacher Zhao? But do you have that kind of capital?"

Almost instantly, the breath of gunpowder filled the entire auditorium. Many students were stunned and looked at Hanaziyun like they saw a ghost.

Hana Ziyun did not retreat. Today he had to regain face for the freshman class, otherwise everyone, including Teacher Zhao, would not be able to raise their heads in the future.

"What's the use of a top student? Don't think you're so proud of yourself." Jiang Guangping's face also pulled down, "Teacher Zhao, this is the good student you taught. Now you are starting to question the teacher openly!"

Zhao Lei's mouth twitched twice. He was indeed inferior to Jiang Guangping's status. He was really a bit difficult to get out of the way after he asked this.

Hanaziyun didn't think so and said again: "In mechanics, forces always appear in pairs. There is a force corresponding to the same magnitude and opposite forces are called reaction forces. If you don't think about Teacher Zhao and our abilities as a force, then relatively speaking, our reaction forces will only make progress!"

His words immediately caused an uproar. Most of the students who came here to participate in the Olympiad competition today are science students, and naturally they know the principles of mechanics. However, no one expected that Hana Ziyun did not directly criticize Teacher Jiang at all, but seemed to be using science knowledge to explain the problem.

After a pause, Hanakoyun raised her mouth and continued, "My question is, when the force and reaction force are equal, the less you are optimistic about us, it means that we have a greater possibility!"

Jiang Guangping's lips trembled and he reached out to point Hua Ziyun.

But he would not give him a chance, and said again: "Teacher Jiang, you don't need to answer me. Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth. We will prove this to you personally!"

After saying that, Hua Ziyun looked at Teacher Zhao Lei with a serious look on his face and sat back in his seat.

Awesome, our freshman!

The students in the freshman experimental class called out a happy heart, and all gave him a thumbs up, and responded very academically. How could they be described as perfect, beautiful, and impeccable? It was so exciting. His words not only regained the face for Teacher Zhao, but also showed that their freshman experimental class was not a mud!

At this time, everyone, including Sun Jinkai, who was from the experimental class of the second year of high school, looked at Hua Ziyun. This guy was as scared as the rumor, and even gave the examiner a literary confrontation with him at a disagreement.

It's like a 6-pound man!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!