ebonymovies Chapter 24 National Training Team
Chapter 24 National Training Team
January of the following year.
Su Hao received the notification of passing the preliminary round of the Mathematical Olympiad without any surprise. Along with the notification, he also received a letter to register for the winter camp.
This winter camp was held at Huahua University, one of the top universities in China.
This is a sacred place for academia, and also a grand scene where young people from all over the country, who are known as "geniuses," gather together and compete fiercely.
On the campus of Xiahua University, a high-end car came to a steady stop in front of the dormitory building with a deep, resonant engine roar.
Click.
A girl in a neat school uniform pushed open the heavy car door and got out of the car.
She had long, glossy black hair and a pretty face, but her eyes revealed a stubbornness and aloofness that seemed to say, "Everyone here is trash."
call--
Lin Shuwan took a deep breath.
The area in front of the dormitory building was bustling with students and parents dragging their luggage, creating a chaotic and unusually busy scene.
I glanced around and saw that most of the faces were familiar.
Lin Shuwan snorted inwardly. Ever since elementary school, the competition in this lousy circle has been a persistent ghost, always coming from the same group of self-important freaks.
After their luggage was properly settled, the parents left one after another.
Lin Shuwan waved goodbye to her departing father, then composed herself and strode proudly toward the meeting point: the lecture hall.
Pushing open the heavy door, a strong sense of academic pressure hits you.
The first thing that catches the eye is the huge blackboard that takes up the entire wall.
Four giant blackboards are joined together, with precision metal rails on the top and bottom, making them very convenient to push and pull.
Lin Shuwan looked around, her gaze passing through the small groups of people gathered in twos and threes, and walked straight towards a window.
"You're here?"
Before the other person could react, she pulled out a chair without any hesitation and sat down neatly next to them.
The freshly washed hair released a faint shampoo scent as I moved.
Hello. Long time no see.
Su Hao's voice was very pleasant, with a clear quality that came from the edge of puberty.
Moreover, his face showed absolutely no nervousness, awe, or excitement that one would expect from someone visiting such a top-tier academic institution for the first time.
Like an elderly tourist, his eyes held a pure, emotionless curiosity as he surveyed the spacious classroom.
Looking at Su Hao's calm and composed demeanor, as if he were on vacation, Lin Shuwan felt a sudden pang of heartache and felt extremely suffocated.
As time went by, deities from all over the country took their seats one after another.
Lin Shuwan lowered her voice, seemingly unintentionally, and began to explain her responsibilities:
"Wang Shuo, a senior in high school, ranked first in H province."
Meeting Su Hao's questioning gaze, Lin Shuwan raised an eyebrow to the side.
Following the line of sight, one could see a student who was thin and had a blank, almost vacant expression.
His hair was neatly cut, and he wore black-rimmed glasses. He looked like the kind of model student who read "Five Years of College Entrance Examination and Three Years of Simulation" as his bedtime reading.
At this moment, he was already gripping the pen tightly in his hand, and had opened the brand new notebook.
"That's Xu Lan from Y Province. I heard he's better at physics than math."
This year, he's aiming straight for the gold medal in International Physics; he's a monster who excels in both.
Lin Shuwan muttered to herself, inwardly cursing how there were more and more competitors.
These people are all regulars on her privately compiled "Top 20 Math Students List".
As she was introducing herself, Lin Shuwan caught a glimpse of someone out of the corner of her eye, her brows instantly furrowing into a knot, and she quickly turned her head away in disgust.
But the other side's radar was clearly extremely sharp, and it had already detected her.
"Hey! Lin Shuwan! Long time no see!"
The man shouted at the top of his lungs and strode over with great speed.
Su Hao glanced at him and saw that the man was extremely tall, with fair skin, delicate features, and a well-proportioned figure.
Even his slightly bulky winter clothes couldn't suppress his sunny disposition.
"Alright, alright, stay away from me!"
Lin Shuwan waved her hand dismissively, as if avoiding a plague.
The other person, however, acted as if nothing had happened, grinning shamelessly and completely unconcerned.
"Oh ho! This must be the legendary Su Hao, right?"
Su Hao gave a polite bow.
"Hello there."
"I've heard from your classmates that you've caused them a lot of trouble?"
Let me introduce myself, my name is Pan Xun.
"I am Su Hao."
Su Hao looked around and saw nothing but unfamiliar hostility.
He suddenly realized that having Lin Shuwan, who was arrogant but at least a familiar person, by his side was a blessing.
"He and I were in the same gifted youth program, and he won first place in the provincial competition in Province B this time."
Lin Shuwan rolled her eyes and added coldly.
In recent years, Province B's performance in the International Mathematical Olympiad has been lukewarm.
Perhaps it was a case of things reaching their extreme and then reversing, and after years of accumulation, Lin Shuwan's generation was simply overflowing with extraordinary talents, producing a number of top-notch individuals.
Pan Xun was one of the most outstanding among them.
"That's all for your introduction?" Pan Xun pouted in dissatisfaction. "You should have said I'm your number one rival!"
The two were already well-known among the top test-takers of their age, and neither was willing to concede to the other.
"Heh." Lin Shuwan sneered, "I would never compare myself to a rookie who has never even been in the national training team."
Faced with Lin Shuwan's merciless sarcasm, Pan Xun awkwardly touched his nose and smiled.
"I didn't perform well back then!"
Spurred by that experience, I took the initiative to study for the first time in my life, and immediately got first place.
See? That's talent, that's skill!
"Fine, fine, you're the best." Lin Shuwan interrupted impatiently.
"But I only participate in national competitions; I have no interest in local 'first place' competitions."
Although she was spouting nonsense, Su Hao could sense that Lin Shuwan's muscles tensed up the moment Pan Xun approached, clearly indicating that she was quite wary of him.
Seeing Lin Shuwan's icy attitude, Pan Xun clicked his tongue in boredom and plopped down on the empty desk on the other side of Su Hao's desk.
As the second hand of the clock struck the hour, the previously hushed conversation in the classroom fell silent instantly, as if all the air had been sucked out.
A chilling tension filled the air, and every face was filled with determination and ruthlessness, all aiming for those final six coveted spots on the national team!
Click.
The door opened, and a middle-aged man walked in unhurriedly.
He had a kind face, but the calm and composed aura of a top scholar he exuded made the dozens of geniuses in the room not dare to even breathe.
"Hello everyone, I am Professor Hu from the School of Mathematics."
Professor Hu stood in front of the blackboard, his gaze sharp as a knife, and slowly surveyed the group of proud and arrogant students below the stage.
"You are all mathematical geniuses who have emerged from fierce competition across the country, so there's no need for unnecessary self-introductions."
I will be spending the next two weeks with everyone.
He turned around, picked up the chalk, and slowly wrote down today's date in a corner of the blackboard.
"The purpose of this winter camp is not to have you do math problems like a machine, but to appreciate the true essence of mathematics and the ultimate aesthetics of proof."
In this process of reshaping your understanding, your level will naturally improve.
Of course, after rigorous selection, we will ultimately choose six students to form this year's national team through the most brutal selection process.
hum!
A barely suppressed commotion arose from the students' seats.
"national team."
This word possessed a deadly magic, making all the self-important geniuses present feel their blood boil and their eyes burn with fierce fighting spirit!