I am the male god in the city

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"This stinky boy, he grew up for nothing, and he forgot his mother when he had a wife." Wen Xia angrily forked a piece of watermelon from the fruit plate on the coffee table, and ate a piece of watermelon to suppress her anger.

"You also know that your son is grown up, and he has his own life, why do you always want to tie him up at home." Su Wenshan said with a smile.

"Then can you make me a dish like your son's?" Wen Xia tilted her head and glared at him.

Su Wenshan froze, smiled and shook his head.

"Then can you play games with me to improve my score?" Wen Xia asked again.

Su Wenshan shook his head with a dry smile again.

"It's boring!" Wen Xia curled her lips in disgust, continued to watch TV and ignored him.

The smile on Su Wenshan's face disappeared completely, and he felt a serious blow to his heart. He wondered in his heart that now that his son can make money, would he not have to put all his thoughts on work and learn how to cook? games or something.

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The next afternoon was Zhang Wenbo's two classes. Su Chen didn't plan to go, but was urged by Zhang Wenbo's phone call.

When I got to the classroom, I found that besides the students in their class, everyone who participated in the competition was also there, sitting in the front row of the classroom.

"Sit down quickly, sit in the first row." Zhang Wenbo urged with a straight face, but there seemed to be an unconcealable joy in his eyes.

Su Chen nodded suspiciously, ran over and sat in the first empty seat on the left.

"Ahem...Students, the fifteen students sitting in the first row represented our school yesterday to participate in the preliminary round of the National Mathematics Competition. In recent years, our Shanghai University has not been able to compete in various mathematics leagues. A decent result, but this time it's different."

A bright smile appeared on Zhang Wenbo's old face.

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"What's the situation? Looking at Lao Zhang like this, he did well in the exam this time!"

"I heard people say that this time is not difficult?"

"I don't know how Su Chen did in the exam. Lao Zhang did not hesitate to threaten him with failing the exam. He must be very optimistic about him."

"I'm curious too!"

"..."

The students below were discussing a lot, while the participating students sitting in the front row were tense and worried.

They were very puzzled, they knew best how they did in the exam, but Lao Zhang smiled so happily, which made them feel a little flustered.

"This year's math competition papers are more difficult, so the scores are generally not good-looking. I will not report here, but there is one exception. He won No.1 in the preliminary round of this year's math competition."

After Zhang Wenbo finished speaking, the whole classroom erupted immediately.

"Damn, No.1, who is it?"

"It should be Hua Fei. In terms of mathematics ability in our school, he is the strongest."

"By the way, how many years has it been since our school won a ranking?"

"Why do I think it might be Su Chen?"

"Although Hua Fei may be bigger, I also think it's Su Chen!"

The students in the first class of finance were discussing in low voices, and most of them subconsciously thought it was Su Chen.

During this period of time, the miracles created by Su Chen made him almost omnipotent in the eyes of the students in the class.

The examinees sitting in the first row were also shocked, their eyes lingered on Su Chen and Hua Fei, guessing which of them was the No.1.

After Hua Fei came to his senses, his eyes suddenly showed a strong look of joy, he couldn't help straightening his body, raised his head slightly, and looked directly at Zhang Wenbo with trembling eyes.

In his opinion, the No.1 could only be himself.

"Everyone be quiet first."

Zhang Wenbo pressed his palms to silence the classroom, and continued with a smile: "This student is not only No.1 in this preliminary competition, but also the only one with a perfect score in this preliminary competition."

When Hua Fei heard this, his whole body was instantly struck by lightning, and he looked at Su Chen in disbelief.

He didn't finish the questions, so it was impossible to get full marks.

"That's right, he is classmate Su Chen, everyone applauds and congratulates him!" Zhang Wenbo finished with a smile and took the lead in applauding.

There was warm applause, and the students couldn't help but marvel.

"Fuck, it's really Su Chen!"

"The only perfect score, 666 turned over, 999!"

"It's a blast, the full score boss is here, let us scumbags how to deal with ourselves."

"I said it was Su Chen!"

"A male god is a male god, omnipotent!"

"..."

"Because the teachers who corrected the paper thought that Su Chen's answer paper was too perfect, they decided to use his answer paper as a template and send a copy to each student. Next, I will send Su Chen's answer paper to you for study."

While talking, Zhang Wenbo walked down the podium with a stack of photocopied answer sheets and handed them out to each student one by one.

The first ones to get are naturally the candidates sitting in the front row.

When the eyes fell on the perfect answer sheet that looked like a work of art, the eyes were immediately rounded, and the mouth was wide open, unable to speak.

Holding an answer sheet in his hand, Hua Fei sat there as if he had been petrified. There was no doubt in his heart, only shame and inferiority after the pride in his heart was completely destroyed.

Since he was a child, he has always been treated as a child of someone else's family, which makes him always have a sense of superiority in IQ when facing his peers.

Even though Nan Xiaoran from Huaqing and Ning Chang from North China are young math geniuses, although he knows he is inferior, he does not feel inferior. He always thinks that as long as he works hard, he will be able to compare with them one day.

However, looking at Su Chen's answer sheet at this time, he truly felt the insurmountable gap between mortals and geniuses like a natural moat.

"My dear, what kind of god-like answer is this!"

"Who can tell me what is written on it, why I know every character, but I can't read them together."

"It's almost the same as a calligraphy work. I want to take it back and keep it for a lifetime."

"What if I feel inferior?"

"Is this the realm of learning gods? Sure enough, we ordinary people can't imagine it."