Chapter 227: Selected for the National Team, Once Again Taking the Lead
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Jiang Fuyue was oblivious to everything happening outside the cemetery.
She returned to her dorm, took a hot shower, and spent another half an hour reading papers before going to sleep.
She had a dreamless sleep.
The next day, the final group test results of the competition were announced.
Head coach Yan Zhenfeng, along with three other coaches led by Qin Libin and Sun Qun were all present.
As the teachers in charge of the five groups, except for Yan Zhenfeng standing on the podium, the other four were sitting with their respective group of students.
Since entering the room, Sun Qun had never stopped smiling.
He first glanced at Jiang Fuyue, then swept his eyes over Ling Xuan and Lin Shumo, his gaze reminiscent of a mother hen looking at her chicks.
He was just one step away from carving the word “satisfied” on his face.
Lin Shumo: “…” His scalp tingled.
Ling Xuan: “…” He couldn’t stand it.
Yan Zhenfeng: “Thank you all for cooperating with the coaches and taking this training seriously. The summer camp aims to discover students’ physics talents and cultivate international competition players. Everyone here has worked hard. As coaches and teachers, we are pleased to see this.”
“But this is a competition, and in a competition, there will inevitably be winners and losers, a ranking of first and last. The results determine whether you can enter the national team for the IPh0, but they cannot determine what kind of person you will become in the future.”
“So, regardless of whether the results are good or bad, whether you make it into the national team or not, I hope you can keep your original intentions and strive forward.”
As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted in the room.
Next was the highlight of the day—announcing the results.
As expected, Jiang Fuyue’s group once again scored five perfect scores.
“…Ling Xuan, Lin Shumo each add 20 points, Jiang Fuyue adds 60.”
By now, everyone had long ceased to be surprised and astonished.
“Although I guessed it would be this result, I still feel inexplicably melancholic.”
“She’s strong, but that doesn’t stop me from feeling sour as a lemon.”
“Sigh, who isn’t? Before coming to the summer camp, others envied me; after coming, I started envying Jiang Fuyue.”
“Perhaps some people are born to crush everything and disdain the world.”
“The three of them are guaranteed for the national team.”
…
The announcement of the group test results was over, and next was the comprehensive ranking.
This ranking directly determined the candidates for the national team.
First place, Jiang Fuyue.
Undoubtedly deserving, without any dispute.
Ling Xuan and Lin Shumo tied for second place, but they were nearly two hundred points behind Jiang Fuyue.
Fourth place was Huo Fanjin, the girl who openly challenged Jiang Fuyue during the opening ceremony.
During this period, she kept a low profile, not seeking fame, not standing out, ignoring all the gossip and provocations in her circle.
Several times, Su Qing and Chen Sichang deliberately stirred up trouble in front of her, encouraging her to oppose Jiang Fuyue, but Miss Huo was embarrassed on the spot and dodged away.
Huo Fanjin studied during the day and burned the midnight oil at night. Finally, her hard work paid off, her grades steadily rising, and she eventually made it into the national team.
At that moment, Miss Huo’s eyes turned red. It was the first time she felt that “fourth place” could look so pleasing to the eye.
Fifth place, and the last spot on the national team—Fang Canyang!
Compared to the high attention and discussion surrounding Jiang Fuyue, Ling Xuan, and Lin Shumo, Fang Canyang’s name seemed to appear in everyone’s sight for the first time.
“Do we have this person in our class?”
“We definitely do, otherwise, how could they appear on the list? The thing is, we don’t know, we haven’t heard of it.”
“It seems to be from Professor Qin’s group…”
“Who? Point him out to me.”
“Over there—”
“The one wearing the red shirt on the left?”
“No, the one in the white shirt.”
“…”
Yan Zhenfeng: “Fang Canyang is a hardworking and diligent student. He doesn’t speak much usually, so he doesn’t seem very active in class, which may make him unfamiliar to everyone. But it doesn’t matter, let’s ask him to stand up and say hello…”
Speaking, his gaze fell on a certain seat below.
A few seconds later, a boy stood up from that seat, moving slowly. He was not tall, with a slender figure, but very fair skin.
At this moment, his head was half-lowered, his hands stiffly placed on both sides, like a piece of wood—
Visible nervousness.
Yan Zhenfeng encouraged, “Fang Canyang, lift your head and say hello to everyone. We are all classmates, so relax.”
Only then did the boy take a deep breath and slowly lift his head.
The next moment, the whole class burst into laughter.
The boy’s cheeks were red, and even his nose bridge was tinged with crimson, blending with his ears, making it look like he had painted red makeup.
“Is he shy? Oh my god! Looks like a special effect from an anime!”
“Hahaha… Looks like a blushing tomato.”
“Don’t say that, it’s embarrassing, but cute!”
“Forget it! He’s a boy! Should be manly, strong, what’s with this cuteness?”
…
Now Fang Canyang’s face turned even redder.
His fair skin made it more obvious.
Yan Zhenfeng coughed lightly, “Alright! Everyone, quiet down!”
The crowd immediately silenced, but still couldn’t help but snicker.
“Student Fang, go ahead.”
“H-hello… I… I’m Fang Canyang… I… I don’t really like to talk… B-because I don’t speak well… I… I… I stutter when I’m nervous… Sorry… I… I’m starting now…”
Yan Zhenfeng: “?”
The crowd: “?”
Then—
Hahaha!
Even Jiang Fuyue couldn’t help but curl her lips.
Only one person showed no smile from start to finish, and even when looking at Fang Canyang, there was a flash of malice and cunning in his eyes…
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