Chapter 458 Cannon fodder stepsister doesn’t want to die (15)
She has been studying for two lifetimes, but the original owner only studied for a few years. What's more, Jiang Lai doesn't have much artistic talent, so it is impossible for her to master it in a short time.
If you proceed as planned, you will only continue to get slapped in the face.
Jiang Lai ignored him, just immersed in his own questions.
It was useless for Little Pudding to worry, so he simply fell asleep listening to Jiang Lai's gentle breathing.
The room was quiet. Under the pile of papers, Jiang Lai was like a tireless traveler, exploring the mysteries of mathematics, physics and chemistry.
After Jiang Ci took a shower, he sat in front of the computer as usual. As expected, Jiang Lai was still studying.
Her hard work prevented him from feeling any contempt. On the contrary, he was somewhat infected.
By some strange coincidence, Jiang Ci also took out a set of papers, which were the same as the one Jiang Lai spread out in front of him. They were unified examination papers issued by the school. Last month's senior high school mathematics simulation paper in City H had a very high difficulty index. The difficulty of the super college entrance examination.
At the same time, he and Jiang Lai started writing at the same time.
Time ticked by with the hands of the clock on the wall. An hour and a half later, Jiang Ci raised his head, looked at the time, and then looked at Jiang Lai on the screen.
She was still lowering her head and calculating. The draft of each question on the draft paper at hand was very clear, so Jiang Ci could see her problem-solving ideas and fluency in answering at a glance.
To his surprise, Jiang Lai was far smarter than he thought.
Although it took her two hours to complete the entire paper, the accuracy rate was extremely high. As long as it was a basic question, she would not make mistakes even if there were many traps. Some of the super-level questions involved competition content. Although Jiang Lai couldn't do it, he still couldn't make any mistakes. I will also try my best to think and calculate.
Finally, Jiang Ci glanced at her paper and gave her an estimate.
A high school sophomore art student took the mock paper for her senior year, which was extremely difficult. She scored a full 114 points on a 150-point paper.
This score was much lower than his 147 points, but Jiang Ci was still shocked.
Because he understood Jiang Lai's basics, for her to pick up the previous knowledge and preview the future knowledge in advance, and get such a high score after mastering it, it is tantamount to building a tall building from the ground in a month.
Jiang Ci felt a faint sense of crisis in his heart.
Jiang Lai's persistence and hard work made him feel more uneasy than her loudly laughing at her flaws every day.
But along with the sense of crisis, there was also a hint of curiosity and excitement.
He wanted to know how far Jiang Lai could go.
After possessing the two rare qualities of talent and hard work, is she capable of surpassing herself?
While Jiang Ci was thinking, Jiang Lai had quickly finished correcting himself and then started studying the wrong questions.
Until midnight again, Jiang Lai worked tirelessly.
Jiang Ci often does this. Focusing on one thing can easily make him lose track of time, but he can't be like Jiang Lai, who only sleeps for four hours every night and maintains unlimited energy the next day.
Fortunately, classes for the first and second grade students were suspended for two days during the art festival the next day, so they all went to the event hall to watch the performance. Jiang Ci found a seat and sat down, then put on his headphones and started to sleep. Before he fell asleep, he was still thinking about a question.
Is this guy Jiang Lai made of iron?
I heard that she was going to perform on stage today, which Jiang Ci had to admire.
The performance began, and the huge event hall was packed with people. It had the most advanced lighting and stage equipment, and it was no less than a professional performance stage.
Most of the students who can enter this school come from well-off families, so basically everyone has some good skills, and the quality of the entire artistic performance is naturally guaranteed.
Everyone was preparing backstage before going on stage. Qiao Chuwen looked at the program list again, and his eyes stayed on the column where Jiang Lai was going to perform.
Doubt flashed in her eyes.
The repertoire of Jiang Lai's performance changed, and it changed from a solo to a dance performance.
"Teacher, when was the last time this list was changed?"
The teacher who was responsible for arranging everything thought for a while.
"Let's go last night. Because a classmate had an accident, the program was temporarily changed."
"Accident? This artistic performance is so important, how could there be an accident?"
The teacher was helpless.
"That classmate burned his hands while cooking. He had no choice but to make temporary changes. You don't have to worry about these things. Be prepared and you will be on the scene soon."
Qiao Chuwen felt a little regretful in his heart.
Jiang Lai, what does this mean?
Isn't the piano the thing she's most proud of? Why did it change at the most important moment?
Is it because I found out that she also wants to perform piano? Escaped from battle?
Wouldn't it be boring to do this? Although it is a good thing that Jiang Lai is self-aware, how can he remember it if he has not learned the lesson?
The makeup artist tied up her long hair and completed the last bit of makeup.
As a campus goddess, Qiao Chuwen was greeted with thunderous applause as soon as she appeared on the stage. She was used to the feeling of stars holding the moon, Qiao Chuwen calmly bowed and sat down, and at the moment when the only beam of light hit her, she sang beautifully. The sound of music flows from the fingertips.
Qiao Chuwen would only answer whenever someone asked him about knowing how to play the piano.
"I learned a little bit when I was a kid, but I have almost forgotten it now."
Everyone knew that she was humble, but they didn't expect that she would be so humble. This fast and fluent music cannot be played simply by learning it for three or four years.
At the end of the last song, the atmosphere in the venue was high. Countless cheers and applause drowned out the host's voice. Qiao Chuwen left with an elegant curtain call holding up her skirt.
Before leaving, she glanced at the middle-aged man sitting in the audience, wearing a vest and glasses.
Seeing that he was also applauding, Qiao Chuwen was satisfied.
She doesn't care about the highest art palace, but someone like Jiang Lai definitely doesn't deserve it.
Everyone backstage was celebrating her.
"Chu Wen is really secretive! He didn't even tell us such superb piano skills."
Qiao Chuwen smiled and said softly.
"It's just a little trick. It's really not worth spreading everywhere. After all, I'm not a professional. I'm afraid you'll laugh when I say it."
When she said this, people immediately agreed.
"Are you afraid of us laughing at your level?! Besides, you are much better than professionals!"
"Oh, you don't understand. No matter how good you are at playing the piano, it's just the most insignificant of our many skills. Do you know that?
We are not like some people in the art class who relied on this ability to enter school and show off everywhere. ”
Liang Pei couldn't help but look at Jiang Lai, who was sitting in the corner, and raised his voice as if he was afraid she wouldn't hear.
Qiao Chuwen patted her shoulder.
"Stop flattering me. When the professionals come on stage, you will laugh at me."
"Professional? Who is professional?"
Some people don’t know the show list yet.
Liang Pei smiled.
"You will know who is a professional soon." (End of Chapter)