Chapter Eighty-Seven: Eating Phlegm

I lost!

Wang Chunhua stared at the test paper with his name written on it, as a math teacher who has been teaching for more than 30 years, he actually lost, and he lost at the hands of a student.

What kind of mood he was in at this moment, Wang Chunhua couldn't say.

Is it a shame? No, he doesn't think so, on the road of study, Wang Chunhua has always firmly believed in one sentence, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the eternal elegance is in the youth.

When they get old, someone will replace them, this is the law of eternity.

Wang Chunhua didn't take his own test paper, but took Ji Ling's full-score test paper from Dong Qing's hand, and he wanted to see where he lost.

Ji Ling's test paper is neatly written, no part is blurry, and the handwriting is also very beautiful, square, like a book, Wang Chunhua read it from the beginning.

He didn't just answer the answer, but did the question again, he entered the question according to Ji Ling's solution ideas, to experience how Ji Ling understood the question, and used that knowledge.

Wang Chunhua looked very carefully, five minutes passed, and he didn't even finish the first question.

For his state, the teachers around him did not bother him, but waited quietly on the side.

The further down he looked, Wang Chunhua found that Ji Ling's thinking had never been disordered, and they were all neat and orderly.

Ji Ling's logic and language organization skills are also very good, and he writes his answers very rigorously.

After reading Ji Ling's test paper, Wang Chunhua knew where he lost points, that is, the last inverted bonus question, and also understood why he lost eight points, instead of one or two points he predicted.

When solving this problem, his initial thinking was right, but later due to the wide range of knowledge involved, he made a little mistake, and it was precisely because of this small mistake that the general was wrong in solving the problem and took a complicated and changeable road.

This is the way to find the real answer, but it is indeed more difficult, it requires more and more knowledge, and it is he who complicates the problem and makes it impossible for him to solve it.

Unlike Wang Chunhua, Ji Ling's thinking is to change the problem from difficult to simple, and the knowledge he uses is not very much, and it is still very ordinary knowledge.

Ji Ling's idea of simplifying from complex to simple is not reflected in the last problem, he has reflected it in the whole problem-solving process, to do Ji Ling's this, it is not a simple thing, he needs a solid mathematical knowledge as a foundation.

A high school student can have such a solid foundation, Wang Chunhua really can't believe it.

"Classmate Ji Ling, I lost!" Wang Chunhua looked at Ji Ling and said sincerely: "Convincing!"

After speaking, Wang Chunhua hurriedly left the conference room without saying a word, making everyone suddenly confused, Mr. Wang, what's wrong?

"In that case, let's not be stunned here, let's go!" Dong Qing said: "Wait a minute, a group of people are all cold." ”

Everyone agreed with the principal's words.

"Good job, Ji Ling!" Luo Tianming whispered, Ji Ling actually won, speaking of which, when he made a bet with Wang Chunhua, he was actually angry.

But as soon as he finished talking to Wang Chunhua, Luo Tianming regretted it, no matter how demonic Ji Ling was, it was impossible for him to defeat Wang Chunhua, but the words he said were like water spilled out, and he couldn't take them back.

Luo Tianming also had only one way to go to the dark, insisting on the idea that Ji Ling would definitely win, but he didn't think that Ji Ling would really win, which was really unexpected.

"Teacher Wang!" Dong Qing said in surprise.

Everyone looked around, Wang Chunhua, who had left in a hurry just now, suddenly appeared at the door, panting, white gas continued to spew out of his mouth, and now the temperature was very cold, and it had plummeted to zero.

Now Wang Chunhua has an extra trash can in his hand, I don't know what he is going to do?

"Teacher Wang, what's wrong with you?" Dong Qing asked suspiciously.

Dong Qing carried the trash can, slowly walked towards Ji Ling, and said, "If I lose this bet, then I will be punished." ”

Luo Tianming and Dong Qing reacted immediately, when they made a bet, Wang Chunhua had said that if he lost, he would eat all the garbage left in the principal's office.

Neither of them took it seriously, but they didn't expect Wang Chunhua to take it seriously.

Looking at the trash can, Dong Qing and Luo Tianming couldn't help but shudder, the trash can in Wang Chunhua's hand was too terrible!

Most of the barrels were confetti, but there was some yellow-green liquid on them, and at first glance, it was phlegm, pieces of phlegm.

This Jiu Dong Qing has a sore throat, produces a lot of phlegm, he has to vomit a lot every day, he spits on weekdays, but he doesn't vomit directly, but wraps it in toilet paper and vomits, and now it appears outside, only a part of it is exposed from the toilet paper, and most of the phlegm is still inside, wrapped in toilet paper, like a bean paste bag.

If you bite into it, you'll have it.

Dong Qing hurriedly spoke up to stop: "Teacher Wang, don't be so impulsive!"

"Yes, Teacher Wang, don't do this!" Luo Tianming also spoke.

Wang Chunhua didn't listen to Dong Qing and Luo Tianming, he had already put his hand into the trash can and grabbed a handful of toilet paper, probably because of his exertion, the yellow-green phlegm in the toilet paper had already flowed out.

Wang Chunhua's face was as usual, and he put the lump of phlegm wrapped in toilet paper into his mouth.

As for the others, they don't know about the bet yet, so they can only stand on the sidelines.

"Don't stand, the punishment that Mr. Wang said is to eat garbage. Luo Tianming shouted, "Hurry up and stop him!"

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but feel excited, how can this garbage be eaten, if it is eaten, then it will be repaid, and everyone hurriedly rushed towards Wang Chunhua.

Jiang Kun hugged Wang Chunhua from behind, Luo Tianming and Dong Qing respectively grabbed Wang Chunhua's hands, and Ji Ling snatched the trash can from his hand.

With the joint efforts of everyone, everyone successfully stopped Wang Chunhua, they did this, Wang Chunhua seemed very unhappy, and struggled hard, "What are you doing here, let go of me, the husband stands up to the sky, what he says must be obeyed, I must eat all the garbage today, and none of you should stop me." ”

No one paid attention to his words, and still clung to him.

"Take the garbage from his hand for me!" Dong Qing shouted, "The trash can is also taken out and thrown away, the farther away the better!"

"If anyone dares to throw the garbage away for me, I'll be done with anyone!" Wang Chunhua yelled.

"I'm going to throw away the garbage can, you're cleaning up the garbage on his hands. ”

So everyone began to divide the labor, Ji Ling changed Dong Qing's position, and Luo Tianming took Wang Chunhua's hand together, Dong Qing went to throw away the trash can, and the rest of the people went to fetch water, they planned to wash it with water, so that the phlegm on Wang Chunhua's hands could be cleaned.

During this cleaning process, Wang Chunhua didn't stop, and kept shouting loudly, as if everyone was going to do something to him.

Although he shouted very hard, no one paid attention to him and was doing what he was doing.

In order to be able to wash Wang Chunhua's hands clean, Dong Qing directly gave a death order, he must use up a whole bottle of hand sanitizer, otherwise no one is allowed to let him go.