第24部分(第2/8 頁)

dents　only　got　roughly　80；　scores　higher　than　95　were　rare　and　some　even　lower　than　60。　Hearing　this　I　began　to　feel　quite　satisfied　with　my　ability　of　pre�learning；　but　…

“See；　pal；　I　h*e　got　100！”　Stanley　yelled　to　his　close　friend；　Dean。

“Oh；　e　on；　don’t　be　foolish！” the　latter　replied　indifferently。　“Never　think　how　great　you　are；　to　be　honest；　I　h*en’t　seen　anyone　whose　score　isn’t　100！”

This　conversation　was　like　thunder　in　a　sunny　day；　which　stuck　through　my　proud　bubble�like　heart。

Gradually　the　result　was　revealed；　that　there　were　more　than　20　“100”　in　our　class　and　the　majority　was　higher　than　90　while　none　of　us　was　under　70。　That　was　a　splendid　result；　Niobe　admitted；　and　our　high　level　forced　her　to　a　dilemma。　Since　“the　native” （students　from　the　junior　high　school）　in　HSFZ　had　already　learnt　all　the　math　for　senior　1　and　mastered　the　knowledge　quite　well；　continuing　teaching　math　for　senior　1　seemed　to　be　a　waste　of　time。　On　the　other　hand；　the　other　students　came　from　other　schools　had　only　learnt　the　knowledge　on　their　own　instead　of　being　taught　by　teachers；　so　that　they　couldn’t　use　the　new　knowledge　to　solve　problems　freely。　How　could　one　teacher　meet　the　different　requirement　of　speed？　“The　native”　claimed　that　another　teacher　should　be　cast　to　teach　them　at　a　higher　speed　and　joked　that　they　want　Dean　（a　student　who　is　talented　at　math）　to　be　their　captain。　Of　course；　Niobe　wouldn’t　agree　with　their　ridiculous　whimsy；　becaus