Miao Qing looked at the students one by one, and quickly slipped to the back row.

She looked at Li Shenxing, who was studying seriously, with satisfaction, and said that after all, it was a child from the provincial capital, but it was different.

Although this child is also young, he is patient and meticulous in doing things, and the letters he writes are much stronger than those of other children in the class.

Of course, being a teacher likes obedient and hard-working children, so she was a little selfish, and deliberately transferred Li Shenxing, who was not very tall, to the back and sat at the same table with the class leader.

The squad leader Gao Jianling is her son, and he has been teaching him hard since he was a child, but he has to admit that there is still a gap compared with the children from the city.

Then put it together to learn from each other, and let your own children follow along with each other. It is a pity that Meng's mother chooses a neighbor, and the children have to be cautious in making friends.

It's just that as soon as Song Ci came, she had to give in to this little caution.

I don't know how people teach, all the children are promising, is it really the genes of the family?

Miao Qing was envious in her heart, her eyes turned from Li Shenxing, who was writing seriously, to skip Song Ci next to her, who was coaxing herself to play, and was about to step forward to see her son Gao Jianling.

Something seems wrong?

Miao Qingcai's footsteps fell back again, twisting his neck to see what Song Ci was writing.

Song Ci just finished writing today's math problem, closed the notebook casually, stuffed it into his school bag, took out a physics homework, read it at a glance and ten lines, went through it in his mind to get the result, filled in the answer casually, and then did the next question.

Miao Qing's eyes gradually widened, no matter how big they were, they couldn't be bigger.

What's written here?

What is the pulling buoyancy, and the mechanical pulley? Why do you feel that you don't understand it?

Miao Qing rubbed her sour eyes in shock, and bent down to take a closer look as if confirmed.

Sure enough, there is a picture next to it!

This is a physics problem? Song Ci is doing a physics problem? Can't she? She must be dazzled.

Miao Qing was still a little unrelenting, blinked and closed her eyes again, opened them again, and rubbed them again, but those words had not changed.

Song Ci has already finished brushing this book again, and the little hand brush closes the book, and then puts it in the schoolbag again, and replaces it with another one.

"Wait a minute!"

Miao Qing quickly pressed the homework book, didn't care about the explanation, directly pulled out the book, and opened it with an indescribable mood.

Gravitational acceleration, power, mechanical efficiency......

Miao Qing was dizzy for a while, snapped her notebook and calmed down, looking at the curious eyes of the students, she couldn't move the corners of her mouth weakly.

"Teacher?"

Song Ci asked in a low voice, looking at the new teacher with a dazed look and even a little panic with a little worry.

This expression is a little familiar, very similar to the performance of her mother, Li Shengnan, when she tutored her in her homework in the first few days.

At that time, Li Shengnan had a headache for three days, always said that his chest was tight and nauseous, and he had no appetite for eating, which made his family worry for a while.

But then I didn't watch her write the question, and she was cured without medicine, which is magical.

At this moment, Song Ci was very worried about whether she would have a headache, nausea and physical discomfort in the face of similar performance from her teacher.

Could it be that the homework left by Teacher Luan still comes with a mental attack? So should you let go of the mental power check and guide it?

Song Ci thought seriously, she was a good student, more worry-free than a famous first-year detective surnamed Ke.

The patriotic Song Ci secretly competed, even in the face of an imaginary enemy, he would never admit defeat!

Miao Qing leaned on the desk, endured this wave of impact, pulled the corners of her mouth stiffly, showed an expression that could barely be called a smile, and said in a volume that could not be controlled:

"Show me the booklet you just made. ”

The slightly shrill voice stood out in the quiet classroom, and the whole class looked behind them to see which unlucky guy had crashed into the teacher's wooden kuraguchi.

Li Shenxing looked at the teacher who was suspected of being angry, and then at the sister at the same table who was deserting in class, with a worried expression.

Ma Huayang at the front table pleaded angrily:

"Teacher, I did it, it's not about Song Ci!"

Miao Qing was interrupted by him like this, relieved herself, and glanced at him angrily.

As a primary school student who can't write the standard alphabet, can you understand physics problems? I'm afraid that if you look at the answers, you can't pronounce them correctly!

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