"Fuck me to death?? No! I fucked him to death! Tell him that I could have fucked him to death at the age of 7! Russians know calculus in kindergarten, and a few middle school students can calculate space orbits!"

"Okay, okay, definitely." Shi Yang asked with a smile, "By the way, what is your name?"

"Alexey Konoplev."

"Fuck, brother, how do you remember your name?"

"Wait a minute..." I searched all over my body for a long time, but couldn't find my business card or anything, so I had to take out my phone and said, "Follow me on Twitter."

"It can't be closed, brother..."

"Fuck!" The old man was so anxious that he tore off his gold medal and gave it to Shi Yang, "It's engraved on the back. Let him find a way to go to Twitter or Facebook and let him figure out who will kill whom!"

"Ah...I'm so embarrassed..." Shi Yang wiped the gold medal and quickly stuffed it into his pocket.

"If you want to return it to me, I'll return it when the IPHO comes."

"Easy to say, easy to say, definitely!"

Looking at Shi Yang's smiling face, I suddenly felt regretful.

"I'd better write your name on the paper for you..."

"Hey, this is good. Aleksei Konoplev, the carvings are so clear."

"Then if...Li can't go to IPHO, please ask other players from the Chinese team to bring it to me..."

"I'm sure, don't worry, brother."

While talking, the third runner-up behind, the Korean guy, came up to me awkwardly.

"Then... I'll go first. Goodbye Konoplev. Goodbye Shi. I'll go first."

The two shook hands and hugged politely and waved goodbye.

"What's his name?" Shi Yang asked.

"It seems to be called...what Bahng?"

"Fang XX?"

"I'm not sure. You all have similar names. It's weird."

"Believe me, brother, your names are weird."

The old man waved his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, anyway, I may only be able to remember people's names when I read Jin Yong's novels."

"Oh? Look at Jin Yong?" Shi Yang clapped his hands, "That's easy. Li Zheng has a name, Xu Zhu. Do you remember this?"

"Of course, I remember Xu Zhu."

"You can also choose a name. I'll tell Li Zheng that you will use this as your password in the future."

"Haha." The old man thought for a moment with great interest and said, "Dongfang Bubai, I like this name."

"Uh... okay, I'll tell him your name is Dongfang Unbeaten."

"Then... can the gold medal be first..."

"Ah, Teacher Zhou." Shi Yang quickly patted his brother, "See you later, our teacher is here."

"..."

Regardless of whether it's true or not, Zhou Yi who came up to him at this time must have an angry look on his face, and he started to curse when he saw it: "What's going on with you, can't you discuss it with me?"

Shi Yang had already made full preparations. He lowered his head and scratched his head and said, "Teacher Zhou... I want to discuss it with you, but there is definitely nothing I can do... In addition, if you don't know about this matter, you have no responsibility."

, I just have to do the work for myself."

"What an ass you are!" Zhou Yi raised his hand and slapped Shi Yang, "It's my responsibility to lead the team, and everything is my responsibility. I'm warning you Shi Yang, if you are so unorganized and undisciplined, something will happen sooner or later.

It will not only harm yourself, but also harm the people around you, your teachers, your leaders, have you ever thought about them?"

"..." Shi Yang remained silent, bowing his head to accept the curse. After Zhou Yi had lost all strength in scolding, he raised his head and asked tentatively, "Teacher Zhou... you said something will happen sooner or later... that is to say... it's okay this time."

?”

"You're pretty damn clever!" Zhou Yi was so angry that he slapped him again, "Who told you that everything is fine? Go back and write the examination now. From now on until you return home and disband, you are not allowed to say a word to anyone other than the training team.

Say it! Not even reporters, not contestants, not even the organizing committee!"

"What about...the dinner..."

"Returning to the dinner party? It will be an advantage for you if I don't close the bathroom for you!" Zhou Yi said, pulling over the teacher next to him, "Take him back to me and keep an eye on him, especially if he doesn't let the media get in touch. If he causes trouble again,

Please let us die together."

After taking Shi Yang away, Zhou Yi faced the interviewing media.

First, he used a series of standard rhetoric to coax away the international media.

Then we invited two domestic media outlets to have a private chat.

"Teachers, I have to explain the situation clearly to you."

"Where, where." An elderly reporter quickly waved his hand, "You are the teacher, we are just running errands and recording news."

"You're too polite. There is knowledge in every field." Zhou Yichong pointed to the podium and said, "In this report, I bothered several teachers to show their respect and not to talk about giving up the prize, but to highlight 'I love chemistry'

That's enough. If it doesn't work out, just pretend to be 'wearing a good friend's school uniform' to receive the award. This can be considered an exciting news point, right? Don't mention what Shi Yang said."

The two reporters looked at each other and nodded in unison.

"Understand, understand."

"We just have to go along with the flow and just publish some positive news."

"Those guys have been of great help." Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief and handed over his business card with both hands, "If you need anything in the future regarding chemistry, just ask me."

"You are too polite, Dean Zhou..."

"Positive energy, positive energy..."

After the two exchanged business cards with sincerity, they watched Zhou Yi go to negotiate with the organizing committee, seemingly wanting to get the gold medal back.

"It's not easy, Dean Zhou..." the old reporter put away his business card and sighed, "use your own resources to help students get through things."

The young reporter next to him seemed a little regretful: "What a pity. I thought it would be a big news."

"Please stop making trouble. If there is really big news, Dean Zhou will definitely be able to escape. Isn't this kid still the unlucky one?"

"Hey...positive energy, positive energy."

…

Not long after, major news websites and media Weibo forwarded the good news one after another——

[The Chinese team won the team championship of the 50th International Chemistry Olympiad!]

[Shi Yang, a student from City No. 1 Middle School, won the Icho championship! First in theory, first in experiment, and first in total score!]

[Champion Shi Yang wore the school uniform of his former teammates and shouted "I love chemistry!"]

In addition, in all the released videos, the controversial content in the middle part of Shi Yang's award-winning scenes has also been deleted, and the focus is light and the tail is heavy, full of positive energy.

And what Shi Yang really did and said.

His bravery and fearlessness, his childishness and recklessness.

I'm afraid it only exists in the memories of the one or two hundred people who watched the live broadcast.

Rather than becoming exciting, cheap and fleeting hot news packaged in front of the public.

Perhaps buried in the hearts of these people, it will have a more powerful destination.

…

As it was approaching dinner time, Xie Qifen slipped out of the laboratory habitually and held a cigarette skillfully.

In the classroom, the physicist who ranked third in the country the year before last was explaining experimental problems to everyone. Although his articulation was not very clear, he was still better than solving the problems himself.

It’s not that Qi Qifen is a bad lecturer, the main reason is that he can’t explain it to people whose thinking speed can’t keep up with his own, and he can’t explain problem-solving techniques that everyone can understand. The end result is often his impassioned speech.

In one class, the students couldn't even take notes clearly.

Either give up your own thinking and style, slow down, break it up and crush it into pieces, follow the lesson plans and routines used by other teachers, and be an ordinary lecturer.

According to the current trend, it will almost be like that.

Jie Qifen shook his head and smiled, then went into the corridor and lit a cigarette.

As soon as he vomited, he saw an upright student carrying a schoolbag walking up from downstairs, covering his nose and pointing to the wall behind him.

Xie Qifen looked back -

【No smoking】.

"I'm sorry, sincerely." Jie Qifen pursed his lips, picked up a cigarette and sighed, "I can't live without this. I did infringe on your right to fresh air, but I also said this for my own right to live.

It’s a bit incorrect, so just listen to it.”

Li Zheng shook his head and said: "Oh, this is just the biological enslavement of human beings by nicotine. If you don't smoke for a few months, you won't think about it anymore."

"When I don't smoke, I'll think about other things. When I think about other things, I'll smoke again." Jie Qifen took a long breath and said with a smile, "Why are you back again?"
To be continued...