In the last century, Hua's technology had always lagged behind the rest of the world and could not be compared to some developed countries.
It was the same in academics.
Therefore, many people would go abroad to further their studies and return to China after completing their studies.
However, after entering the 21st century, Hua's overall national strength increased rapidly, especially in terms of human resources.
Last year, Hua's student teams all won gold medals in international mathematics, biology, chemistry, and information science competitions. The team's total score was also first.
However, other than Teng Yunmeng and the other two, the other winning students had already entered university and could not participate in the ISC.
Especially on the first day of the ISC rankings, Hua's first place was in the top ten.
This made the people from other countries, who had been suppressed by the United States, restless.
There were many unsightly comments on the internet.
[I told you, the ISC not only tests theory, but also practical ability. Today, my cousin drew a simulation experiment question. Hua's students are much worse than us in terms of practical experience.]
[Do you know who the first place is? Yi Lan Public School only recruited a genius this year. With her, the first place will not go to anyone else.]
[I remember Hua's few gold medals last year. The leaders all went to university, right? Tsk tsk, what a pity. It looks like Hua's high school students are not good enough.]
[Don't talk about whether they can achieve glory or not. Whether they can embarrass themselves is a problem. Let me ask, if the organizing committee did not allocate the quota, how many people from Hua could enter the ISC finals with their own strength? (smile)]
No one could tolerate this kind of world-class provocation.
Although most people in China did not see the internet, there were still many Hua people living abroad.
The internet was very active in discussing this matter. Most of them were praising and criticizing.
Soon, a grumpy old man spoke.
[F * ck! A bunch of sarcastic fools. I don't even bother to use your country's language to scold you. Just you wait. In less than three days, not to mention the top three, even the number one on the overall ranking will definitely change!]
However, this comment was quickly drowned out by many mocking comments.
There was no movement in China until the comments on the internet were screenshotted and uploaded to Weibo.
There were those who echoed the pessimism of the external network, and there were also those who climbed over the wall and ran over to compare lines.
ISC's popularity had reached an unprecedented height after this provocation.
Even people who didn't pay attention to academics knew about this international academic competition.
In just one night, the number of people who registered in Hua City's ISC division reached a terrifying 900,000.
Even the combined wealth of all the major countries in Continent O could not compare to this number.
There had never been another international competition that had so many people signing up.
It was just that the ISC limited participation to high school students. Otherwise, there would be even more people.
**
The next day.
During breakfast, the training camp was also discussing this matter.
"This is infuriating." Teng Yunmeng was very angry. "Feng Yue, let's sign up for the preliminaries now. Isn't it just the top three? Why can't I get it? "
She had read the comments on Weibo for an hour yesterday and was so angry that she almost went bald.
"Mengmeng, calm down." Feng Yue was also full of anger. He lowered his voice. "We really don't have the energy to participate in the preliminaries. Our goal is the international competition."
"After all, we're not like Ilan Public School and other foreign high schools who have a lot of candidates. They can send specialized students to participate in the preliminaries, but we don't."
Teng Yunmeng fell silent.
She couldn't refute this point.
Although Hua City was ranked at the top of the world in terms of academics, top talents were very rare.
Take Ilan Public School for example. They had 10 direct spots for the ISC international competition, but there were still five or six top students left.
These top students didn't get a direct spot for the international competition, but it didn't mean that they didn't have the ability to get one. It was just that there were too few spots.
Their ability was only slightly weaker than Teng Yunmeng and Feng Yue's.
Ilan Public School let the remaining top students participate in the preliminaries. It was obvious that they were going to crush everyone.
"Mengmeng, don't worry." Feng Yue snorted. "It's just a preliminaries. We'll see the international competition next year and let them know how powerful Hua City is."
With Feng Yue and Teng Yunmeng's ability, if they participated in the preliminaries, they might not be able to get first place, but it was safe to say that they would be in the top five.
"But the one who got first place in Country Y is indeed very powerful." Feng Yue opened Weibo and checked the current overall ranking. "Mengmeng, we've done similar questions before. I don't think I can get so many points on the first day."
The current score of the overall ranking was like this —
No. 1: Amanda, Country M, 134 points
"With her score, she should be able to qualify directly for the international competition." Teng Yunmeng drank the hot juice and frowned. "It seems that the opponent this time is stronger than we thought."
As she spoke, she looked up and saw the girl yawning as she walked over.
Teng Yunmeng waved her hand. "Zijin, over here."
Ying Zijin walked over slowly. She was still yawning with a glass of milk in her arms. She was so sleepy that even her long eyelashes were wet and hazy.
She saw that Teng Yunmeng didn't look too good. "What's wrong?"
Teng Yunmeng didn't say anything and sighed. "It's nothing. I lost a lot of hair."
With their looks and IQ, they definitely wouldn't participate in the preliminaries.
But Feng Yue was right. The preliminaries were nothing. They would wait until the international competition next year. That would be the time to see who was better.
**
On the other side.
Xiu Yan calmly retracted his gaze and frowned slightly.
She had been observing Ying Zijin for a few days.
That day, after being called up by Teacher Meng, Ying Zijin did a question.
Usually, when there was any group homework, Feng Yue and Teng Yunmeng would complete it, and Ying Zijin would watch from the side.
Under such circumstances, Xiuyan could not help but suspect that Ying Zijin was just occasionally smart, just like what was written on her resume.
She didn't take Ying Zijin to heart anymore.
But on "Accept the Judgment of the Academic God!" In this program, her limelight was indeed completely suppressed by Ying Zijin. She even attracted a small number of haters.
Xiu Yan took a sip of porridge and frowned even more.
The girl next to her tugged at her sleeve. "Yan Yan, what's your current score?"
The two of them went to Wende Elite School. The annual tuition fee was a few hundred thousand, not including the money for the school uniform.
The students who were able to enter were either rich or noble.
But this didn't mean that their studies were bad.
Mu Yuxi was also in this school. She even got ninth place in the city for the middle school examination this year.
The girl and Xiu Yan were both sent by Wende Elite School to participate in the training. They didn't get a direct place in the international competition and had to do the questions.
Xiu Yan's smile faded and she said calmly, "I was too busy yesterday. I didn't even finish the ten basic questions."
In fact, she only did the basic questions and even got one wrong. She got a total of nine points.
The difficulty of the basic questions was far from the level of the international competition. It was the difficulty of the ordinary model exam of a key high school. It wasn't considered difficult for Xiu Yan.
It was just that she specially postponed her work for a month, and the other members of the group had to stop working.
"Youth 101" was a 100-person talent show. In the end, there were nine people in the team.
The name of the group was "Youth".
However, a while ago, Luo Ziyue, who was in ninth place, was suspected of serious plagiarism. She even went to trample on the international best actress, Xie Manyu, and the reputation of "Youth" was greatly damaged.
"Youth" made Luo Ziyue leave the group. Now, there were only eight people.
Xiu Yan already knew that the TV station was going to produce a program, so she came over to increase her popularity.
She was a celebrity and a top student.
People had always been visual creatures and would pay attention to beautiful things.
The only thing that Xiu Yan didn't expect was Ying Zijin.
She finished the porridge and wiped her mouth. "I won't go out with you tomorrow. I'm going to the Hua Hua Calligraphy Artists Association."
When the girls heard this, they were envious. "Yan Yan, you're still the best. You study well, look good, and your calligraphy is so good."
Xiu Yan didn't say anything and went out with the plate.
**
The Hua Hua Calligraphy Artists Association was a street away from the old campus of the Imperial Capital University.
On weekends, the Hua Hua Calligraphy Artists Association would put some calligraphy and paintings on display for tourists to see.
Ying Zijin arrived at ten o 'clock in the morning. She followed Shengqingtang to the current president of the association to get her ID card.
Shengqingtang gave her a position as a director and said that she didn't have to work.
If she was interested and had time, she could come here to give advice to the newcomers.
"Little magic doctor, I finally got you to come to our association." Shengqingtang was proud. "I'm going to piss off that dog Berg and that old woman Zhuo Lanhan."
On the opposite side of the road, Xiu Yan, who was walking to the door, suddenly stopped and looked up.
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