"Smack!"

As soon as Zheng Taihe entered the classroom, he first slapped the table on the podium, glared at Shen Lang, and scolded angrily, "Shen Lang, you still know that you are a student, and you still know that you are coming to class!"

Whew!

In this lecture hall, hundreds of students from the second class of the Department of Economics looked at Shen Lang in unison.

"Hey, hey.... There is a good show to watch, Zheng Taihe and Shen Lang are on the bar again!"

"You said that Shen Lang dared to talk back this time!"

"That's not nonsense, Shen Lang, this kid, has been floating since he became the second generation of demolition, and he hasn't attended enough classes for three days in more than a month. I bet ten yuan, and Shen Lang will definitely reply. ”

"I won't bet with you, if you want to bet, you will bet fifty yuan, will Shen Lang fight directly with Zheng Taihe!"

“……”

In the midst of everyone's discussions, Shen Lang stood up suddenly, and Wu Xiaohui, who was sitting next to Shen Lang, hurriedly pulled the corner of his clothes and whispered, "Prodigal son, don't be impulsive! After all, he is a teacher, and you are the one who suffers when everyone fights in front of everyone." ”

Fang Qiong, who was sitting on the other side of Shen Lang, also hurriedly persuaded him, "Shen Lang, although Teacher Zheng often targets you, it is not right for him, but you must hold back, you will be expelled if you beat the teacher in public!"

"Eh, what do you think! I'm not that impulsive. Shen Lang said helplessly.

Zeng Qiang and the three of them sat behind him, thinking in their hearts, "Aren't you weird!"

The three of them all gave each other a look, if Shen Lang really couldn't control it and rushed up to beat Zheng Taihe, he quickly restrained him first.

Zheng Taihe was also startled when he saw Shen Lang suddenly stand up, and said in a dry voice, "You.... What do you want to do?"

"Teacher Zheng, I'm sorry, I was wrong!"

Shen Lang bowed 90° to Zheng Tae-ho.

"What?"

Everyone thought they had misheard.

"Did you hear clearly, what did Shen Lang say?"

He seemed to say that he was wrong and apologized to Mr. Zheng. ”

"Damn, Shen Lang, this kid is so smooth?!"

“.......”

Zheng Taihe also held his glasses, and wondered in his heart, "Didn't this kid take the wrong medicine today, did he?"

"Teacher, I was ignorant before, please give me one

I have the opportunity to change my life, and I will definitely listen to the lectures seriously in the future. Shen Lang bowed again, with a sincere face.

"Report to the teacher, Shen Lang has already made a mistake, please give him a chance. Fang Qiong also stood up and said to help plead.

"Yes, Mr. Zheng, you should be generous as a teacher!"

"Yes, as the old saying goes, knowing mistakes can improve a lot, teacher, as soon as you are old, be generous!"

“......”

Wu Xiaohui and the others also pleaded.

"Shut up! Who said I'm old, you're old!"

Zheng Taihe glared at Zeng Qiang, so frightened that he hurriedly covered his face with a book, and thought to himself, "Teacher Zheng, you have white hair, and people believe you when you say that you are sixty, isn't it your age? You look old, blame me!"

"You, sit down!" Zheng Taihe pointed at Shen Lang.

"Thank you, Teacher Zheng!" Shen Lang bowed again before sitting down obediently.

"Don't be too happy, I can tell you now, because you have a lot of mining classes this semester, even if you pass the final exam, I will let you make up the exam, and then you don't say that I am targeting you again!"

"Yes, yes!" Shen Lang replied repeatedly.

"Ahem, ahem..."

Zheng Taihe pretended to cough and said loudly, "Now the class starts, students, please turn to page 78, we are going to talk about "Why Taxes Reduce Consumer Surplus" today, but before class, we will review the content of the previous lesson. ”

After a pause, he looked at Shen Lang and shouted, "Shen Lang, you answer, why does the tax reduce the surplus of consumers?"

"Damn! Zheng Taihe is a personal vendetta, he knew that the prodigal son had not been in class for a month, and he deliberately asked him, not to make a fool of the prodigal son!" Zeng Qiang scolded directly in his heart.

"Taxes increase the price paid by buyers..... Fang Qiong left next to Shen Lang, as a school committee member and a school bully, of course this kind of small question is to know the answer, and remind her in a low voice.

"Classmate Fang Qiong, I'm asking Shen Lang now, don't make a sound. You're giving him the answer, I'm cheating on you, I don't care if you're a school committee member or not, I'll give me a lecture outside the classroom!"

Zheng Taihe turned his head to Shen Lang and said, "If it's such a simple question, you won't know it, just give me to the classroom."

Outside the lecture to ....."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Lang's mouth suddenly moved, and he opened his mouth to come,

"Taxes raise the price that buyers pay and reduce the price that sellers get. This price distortion reduces demand and supply. Therefore, we cannot produce and consume units in which the buyer's benefit is greater than the seller's cost."

"What?"

Zheng Taihe looked at Shen Lang in disbelief, the answer was word-for-word, is it so possible?

"Brother Hui, it's amazing!"

Zeng Qiang, who was in the back row, stabbed Wu Xiaohui in the back and whispered, he thought Shen Lang's answer was quietly told by Wu Xiaohui.

"It's none of my business, I don't know that. Wu Xiaohui turned his head back and said.

"What, not your answer to the prodigal son?" said Ge Hua in disbelief, "It's hard... Dao, this is the prodigal son's own answer?"

"How is it possible, don't say that this prodigal son doesn't go to class for a month, even if he comes to class every day, he can't memorize it. Tao Zhengda didn't believe it.

"What is a senseless loss?" Zheng Taihe gave Shen Lang a new question, and after speaking, he directly named Wu Xiaohui and said, "You are not allowed to give him an answer!" He also thought that Shen Lang's answer just now was secretly given by Wu Xiaohui.

"A senseless loss is a reduction in the total surplus that occurs when a tax (or some other policy) distorts market outcomes. ”

Shen Lang still had a mouth, and the answer blurted out.

"Damn, this must not be said to be a prodigal son, he was either possessed by aliens or taken away by his soul, and the answer is not bad at all!" Ge Hua looked incredulous.

Wu Xiaohui couldn't help but ask, "Prodigal son, you must be fucking lucky, you just know the answers to these two items, and you must not understand anything else, don't you?"

Zheng Taihe saw that Shen Lang couldn't be overwhelmed by two questions in a row, and then a few questions came out, Shen Lang answered them all fluently, and there were a few questions in the back that were textbook content that had not yet been taught, and Shen Lang still answered them exactly as he could.

Zheng Taihe was taken aback, looked at Shen Lang in disbelief, saw the sincerity in his eyes, and couldn't help but think in his heart, "Is this kid really transformed? If he hadn't memorized the book well, he wouldn't have been able to cheat under my nose." If that's the case, you don't have to target him too much in the future. ”

(End of chapter)