Damn it!

Chen Hanyin and Hong Xingwei's eyelids twitched at the same time, and they suddenly remembered the tragedy of Quan Wenyan. I heard that Quan Wenyan has not recovered from the heavy blow, and his performance has plummeted.

This Qin Ke, doesn't he want to play the same tricks in the national competition? The candidates in the same examination room as him are too miserable, right?

The two students secretly mourned for the other candidates, but they soon thought that this was a national competition, not a city competition. Does Qin Ke have the ability to play like this?

Sure enough, Shi Cunyuan also frowned and reminded: "Qin Ke, the difficulty of the national competition is no joke, you have to take it seriously..."

Qin Ke smiled and said no more.

"Where are you..." Shi Cunyuan sighed helplessly. Sometimes this kid got stubborn, and even Nine Bulls couldn't hold him back. He could only remind him: "Qin Ke, you must make your exams your top priority."

"OK OK, Professor Shi, don't worry."

"Okay, let me continue with the things to note in the exam..."

Amid Shi Cunyuan's instructions, the plane roared and flew the group to the capital.

…

The capital was the capital of the Xia Kingdom, as well as the academic capital and the place where culture was most prosperous.

This time, the National Mathematical Olympiad was held at the Olympic Competition Center in Beijing, and Qin Ke and his party stayed at a star-rated hotel in the competition center.

Everyone quickly checked into their respective rooms. This time, in order to ensure that each candidate could get the best rest, the rooms were basically prepared in a single room per person.

After everyone settled down and had dinner, Shi Cunyuan called Qin Ke and Ning Qingyun: "I will take you to meet someone tomorrow."

Qin Ke looked confused and asked, "Who are you meeting?"

Lin Haibo just arrived after a dusty high-speed train ride. He sighed and said, "Go see coach Deng Hongguo... He, he is still in the hospital."

Qin Ke looked shocked: "Why is Coach Deng in the hospital? What happened?"

Ning Qingyun couldn't help but glance at him, wondering, Qin Ke seemed to know something about Coach Deng, why did he seem completely unaware at this time?

Shi Cunyuan's expression darkened: "Qin Ke, you have the right to know this. I didn't tell you before because I was afraid it would affect your preparations for the national competition. Now there are still two days before the national competition, so you should know."

At that moment, he told everything about Deng Hongguo.

This was the first time Ning Qingyun heard it. She clenched her fists and her eyes turned red: "So... those information are... Coach Deng..."

Shi Cunyuan nodded heavily: "I will take you to meet him tomorrow. He has been talking about you, especially you, Qin Ke."

Qin Ke also showed a sad and angry look, but after taking a deep breath, he firmly said: "We won't go to see Coach Deng for now. When the national competition results come out, we will go see Coach Deng with medals and certificates!"

"

Shi Cunyuan and Lin Haibo were quite pleased to see Qin Ke's fighting spirit, but Lin Haibo couldn't help but advise: "Just go all out to compete, don't put too much pressure on yourself. As long as you perform normally, we all believe

You can get good grades."

"I know, the academic committee and I went back to study, and I'll look at the questions tonight!" Qin pulled Ning Qingyun and left with an angry look on his face.

…

After being pulled away by Qin Ke, Ning Qingyun looked up and saw that Qin Ke had returned to his usual lazy expression. He couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Did you already know about Coach Deng in advance?"

"I know. Principal Wen told me."

"Then you were pretending just now..."

"It was the intention of the two old professors to not tell us this before. If I show that I already know, won't their intentions be betrayed? I don't want to let them down at any time."

Ning Qingyun understood something, and couldn't help but look at Qin Ke in amazement. Just this kind of consideration for others, I'm afraid not many people of the same age can think of it and do it.

Qin Ke cast his eyes towards the dark and deep window, and added in his heart, if I don't behave like this, how can I implement the next plan?

…

At around eleven o'clock that night, Qin Ke knocked on Professor Lin Haibo's door.

Lin Haishou was about to go to sleep. Hearing that it was Qin Ke, he got up and opened the door, wondering: "Qin Ke, why are you up so late, why are you looking for me?"

"Professor Lin, can your mobile phone be used? Lend it to me. My mobile phone cannot connect to the Internet for some reason. I am anxious to check some information." Qin Ke also held a piece of paper in his hand, with a math problem written on it.

There are also complex geometric patterns painted on them.

"Are you still studying the topic so late at night?"

"Well, the more you work hard, the more hope you have. I...I don't want to disappoint Coach Deng."

"Hey, you kid, you told me not to put so much pressure on you... Which question can't you figure out? Let me help you take a look. I'll look for my reading glasses later."

"No, no, Professor Lin, I just have a formula that I can't quite remember. I'll know it by looking it up online. No need to bother you."

"Oh, okay, this is my mobile phone. There is no password. You can check it. After checking it, go back to bed as soon as possible. In fact, the learning effect is not very effective at this time. The most important thing is to rest, refresh and maintain the best condition..."

"I know, thank you Professor Lin."

Qin Ke took the phone, walked to the small table next to the TV, opened the paper in his hand, and looked like he was going to check something.

Lin Haibo was over seventy years old and his eyes were no longer working well. He didn't wear reading glasses at this time, so naturally he couldn't see Qin Ke's little moves.

Qin Ke opened Lin Haibo's WeChat and found a group called "The 99th National Mathematical Olympiad Team Leaders Exchange Group" - this was what he learned from Lin Haibo when he was on a plane. There were leaders in this exchange group.

Team leaders and staff from all provinces participating in this national competition.

Qin Ke turned over the unfolded paper, and found that the back of the white paper originally written with math problems was actually filled with correct fonts.

Qin Ke took a photo of this side and sent it to the group, then deleted the photo directly, set the communication group to silent mode, and muted his cell phone before putting away the paper and returning the phone to Lin Haibo.

"Thanks, Professor Lin, I found it. I'm going back to sleep. You should also go to bed early."

"Okay, remember, you can have fighting spirit, but you don't have to be stressed. We all believe in your strength and you should have the potential to win a gold medal..."

"I understand, thank you Professor Lin for your advice."

After seeing Qin Ke off, Lin Haibo yawned, put his phone on the bedside, turned off the lights and went to sleep. He was old and had been running around for another day, so he was really exhausted.

He definitely didn't expect that when he just closed his eyes, the "99th National Mathematical Olympiad Team Leaders Exchange Group" exploded!

…

The leading professor in Chenghai City is Wei Daxiong. Chenghai City has always been the municipality with the best results in the Mathematical Olympiad, with several students winning gold medals every year.

Although I heard that there was an accident in a question group meeting for this national competition more than half a month ago, which resulted in the question type reform plan and new question bank that were originally scheduled to be released at the end of January to be released to all provinces in advance, Wei Daxiong

I didn't pay much attention to it. With the strength of those second- and third-rate provinces, it would be useless to get these information ten and a half days earlier.

These powerful provinces and cities with information advantages have already thoroughly researched all new question types, and they are sure to win.

Wei Daxiong is even confident that his favorite student is 99% sure to win the championship of this national competition, which is also the first place!

So at this time, he was just lying on the bed relaxedly, scrolling through his phone to read the news. Suddenly a message popped up on his phone, and he saw someone in the "99th National Mathematical Olympiad Team Leaders Exchange Group" that had been quiet for most of the day. He posted a photo.

.

He found it strange that this communication group was mainly used by the staff of the National Olympic Mathematics Organizing Committee to release news, or that provincial team leaders could ask any questions on it. However, this group had been established for almost ten days, and what should be asked should be posted.

The distribution has been completed a long time ago, and no one has been talking in it lately.

It's even weirder to send a message like this in the middle of the night.

He opened the photo curiously, and his eyes widened when he took a look.

This...what is this?

I saw that this was a photo taken. Inside was a piece of white paper filled with correct fonts. The three words at the top were -
Chapter completed!