Chapter 3 Have you ever seen a slap in the face?

"Who's talking, what task?" Feng Yan looked around, but found that no one was talking at all, but instead saw a group of people who were waiting for Feng Yan to make a fool of himself and gloat.

At this time, the same table stabbed Feng Yan and handed over a note full of answers, Feng Yan couldn't help but feel a little moved after seeing it. No one is as good as a good tablemate.

"Thank you!"

At this moment, when Feng Yan just wanted to pick it up, he didn't want to be snatched away by the math teacher first, and then crumpled it into a ball and threw it directly and hit Feng Yan in the face. immediately scolded Feng Yan loudly.

"I don't know anything, I copy it when I get it, and I don't care if I have a bad character, don't pull a good classmate, it's really a grain of mouse feces that spoils the whole pot of soup. ”

Then he seemed to change his face, and persuaded Feng Yan's table mates bitterly.

"Ruoqing, I know that you are a good student with excellent character and learning, and you always think about your classmates, but you are a person who wants to be admitted to the best university in the country, and you must not be led by some indiscriminate people. As he spoke, he disdainfully skimmed Feng Yan.

Feng Yan knew that the person she was talking about was herself, but she didn't say anything, he wanted to know what Ruoqing thought.

In fact, there is a fantasy in his heart that has always been unrealistic, and he has not told anyone.

Feng Yan looked at Ruoqing with soft eyes, everything about her had already been deeply imprinted in her mind. To be honest, Ruoqing is very beautiful, she has a blushing goose egg face, big talking eyes under her eyebrows, black and shiny black hair, and if you look closely, this person is smiling.

At this time, Ruoqing quietly said "I'm sorry" to Feng Yan

Feng Yan didn't care, if Qing helped herself, she was already very happy, so what was there to be dissatisfied?

The teacher in front of the two of them couldn't stand it anymore, his brows furrowed and he was a little displeased, and looked at Feng Yan and scolded.

"Aren't you going out? Then hurry up and don't delay everyone's time, you waste a minute by yourself, and the whole class is forty minutes. And face Tian shamelessly stay here?"

This old witch, Feng Yan really hates itchy, why do you have you everywhere, isn't it just that you are not good at studying? As for looking down on people like this, and besides, those dense unknowns on the blackboard, what are they......... Wait, how do I feel like I will?

Feng Yan somehow suddenly felt as if he understood, as if he had divine help. Feng Yan sorted out his thoughts, but found that he didn't know where to start at all, so he shook his head and immediately stopped thinking about it, anyway, he now has the capital, and he has the capital to fight this old witch.

The old witch spoke again: "Why don't you leave?"

Feng Yan sneered: "Why don't you go, but it's not to go to the penalty station." ”

As he spoke, he strode up to the blackboard, grabbed the chalk, and swished to write the answer on the blackboard.

And the surrounding classmates are blinded, the direction of this script doesn't seem to be like this, this has happened in the past, but Feng Yan obediently went out to punish the station, what happened this time, why did he suddenly change sex? And even if he changed sex, he didn't pass back, and he still slept in class, I don't know where the confidence is, so I stepped forward to write the answer. The surrounding classmates even saw Feng Yan's fate and couldn't help but gloat.

And the old witch also thought so, and scolded Feng Yan: "What are you doing up there? Let us appreciate your graffiti? Why don't you get down quickly and get out and stand." ”

Feng Yan didn't care about this, laughed and waited for you to look good, and wrote it quickly.

"That's enough!" the old witch had endured enough, rushed forward, and pulled Feng Yan away, but at the moment when Feng Yan was opened, the last letter was written. Revealing his densely written answers.

Feng Yan slapped the chalk foam off his hand, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at the old witch proudly, "How is it, I don't know what the teacher thinks of my answer?"

The old witch looked at the answer on the blackboard, and when she tried to find the error, she found that there was no flaw at all, everything was so perfect that she didn't believe it was written by a senior high school student. It was obviously a slap in the face, and she sneered in annoyance.

"What's the smugness, this is the easiest question, you will be normal, now go back to your seat and listen to the lecture. ”

Feng Yan was suddenly unhappy after hearing this, and mocked the old witch and said word by word.

"Then ask the teacher to come up with a difficult one, you are right about this question is too simple. When he spoke, he bit the word simple very hard, as if he was deliberately angry with the old witch.

The old witch was of course furious when she heard this, and said three good things in a row. Then he turned around and laid out another difficult problem on the blackboard.

Ruoqing, who was sitting on the side, hurriedly began to check, but found that she couldn't calculate it at all, which seemed to be one of the top ten problems in the world, and now there is no solution at all. So he whispered to Feng Yan.

"I can't solve this problem at all, the teacher is deliberately making things difficult for you, you should quickly admit your mistake and come back!" Ruoqing persuaded in a good voice on the side.

Feng Yan sneered after hearing this, Okay, the old witch is here, then let me see who is better. Feng Yan didn't pay attention to Ruoqing's words, but instead playfully said: "Math teacher, I want to ask, do you know this question?"

Will she? Joking that is a world-class problem, if she does, she won't be in this little high school, but the old witch still has to pretend to be confident, and no one can see the flaws.

"Of course I will ask the question, but now it's you, I'll ask you if you will, don't talk about it. ”

The old witch pretends to be quite similar, look at how I play with you.

Feng Yan still confidently picked up the chalk and wrote the answer in his mind. It's easier than drinking water and eating.

And this question, Feng Yan used a whole blackboard to write, and everyone in the audience was dumbfounded, when did Feng Yan become so fierce?

And Feng Yan finally finished writing at this time, waved his sore arm, threw away the chalk in his hand, and looked at the old witch with a playful smile.

"Teacher, do you think what I wrote correctly? Would you like to tell us about it?"

Isn't that right? This kind of world-level question, even if you are given an answer, you don't know how to solve it, this is not what a high school teacher should know at all, and what Feng Yan did was to embarrass the old witch.

The old witch didn't say a reason, and at this moment the bell rang suddenly after class, and suddenly felt that the savior was coming, and bluntly said that the class was over, and then grabbed the door without looking back.

The math teacher is escaping?......... At this moment, the students in the audience were undoubtedly not shocked by Feng Yan's domineering spirit, and they seemed to have officially met Feng Yan for the first time.

Feng Yan felt bored and pouted when he saw this, and left the class, he wanted to find a place where no one was around, and study what was going on with that thing in his mind.

At this time, Ruoqing looked at Feng Yan, who was extremely high-spirited, and suddenly felt a little strange, but she didn't know what was different. Ruoqing held up her pretty face with both hands and asked herself. "What's the difference?"