Lu Changchun shifted his chair and glanced at the principal making a report on stage before leaning over and quietly answering, "Our school's Mr. Chen, who handles the Olympic Competition, was flipping through the Little Alibaba Mathematics Competition list this morning and saw that your school's Teacher Qiao made it to the finals, ranking over two hundred. Impressive."
"Oh, haha, I'll have to ask him when I get back, that's great news. He never mentioned it," Zhang Tiejun replied with a laugh, though his mind had already started to quietly curse.
There are only a few days left until the middle school entrance exam volunteer submissions. Once the preferences are submitted, everything will be settled.
And now this kind of thing pops up? Isn't this nonsense?
Couldn't that mathematics competition wait a few more days to announce the finalists?
