Shen Weiwei removed the stool, stood up, and walked onto the podium generously.

She glanced at the questions on the blackboard, and wrote the solution process neatly with a few strokes.

The math teacher looked at the neat chalk words on the blackboard in amazement, and watched as she stepped off the podium in style and returned to her seat with a nonchalant expression.

Half a sound, he reluctantly said: "Shen Weiwei's solution idea is correct." ”

The classroom was in an uproar in disbelief.

This problem was really solved by the waste Shen Weiwei!

Could it be that she is a hidden god attribute?

Shen Weiwei pretended to be noble and cold, but in fact, she was silently relieved.

Fortunately, this problem is exactly what she has been solving just now, otherwise it would be a shame and a big loss.

She graduated from college for two years and graduated from high school for six years, and no matter how impressive the knowledge was, there is not much inventory in her head now.

There was a commotion in the live broadcast room again.

[Sleep all over the world anchor: I can't understand what the sister wrote, but I still think the girl is so powerful!]

[Let go of the goddess: Hahaha, the teacher slaps ...... face]

[Meow Mi: Face Slap +1]

[Sanqing Cave Master: They looked stunned, they were so relieved!]

[Moke: The anchor is awesome, a few more times like this slap in the face!]

[Universe Silly Bai Tian: Is it only I think this teacher is too much?The anchor listens to the class well, why do you tell the anchor to get out?]

[Male god 900 million years old: stupid teacher, his wife wants to divorce him, and he is angry with the anchor, and the anchor is miserable!]

[Kick that planet: hahahaha...... The boy behind the anchor was also miserable, the chalk was thrown by the teacher to the anchor, and the anchor dodged it, and it hit him in the face 2333]

[Little angel is the most cute: the boy in the back is miserable +1]

There is no need for Shen Weiwei to speak, the fans in the live broadcast room are chatting very warmly, and the live broadcast room will automatically capture the full-view picture, so the fans in the entire classroom can see it clearly.

When the bell rang for the end of class, everyone packed up their schoolbags in their desks and walked out of the classroom in groups.

The next two days are weekends, and there is no evening self-study on Friday, so the teacher announced the end of class at the end of the afternoon class, and the head teacher told him several times not to relax at home on the weekend, and to review as seriously as usual in school.

Before leaving, I glanced at Shen Weiwei a few more times, and I must have heard about the math class.

She took the bus to the dance training room that the system said she was talking about, located in a remote corner of the mall building, and she circled the floor several times before finding the door.

A poster was posted crookedly on the glass door, and when you entered, there was a hole in the sky, and it was very spacious and bright.

A young woman in a black bodysuit bent down on a girl about ten years old, and soft music played slowly, with the power to calm people's hearts.

She knocked on the door and asked, "Is the boss there?"

The woman looked up and saw a girl with delicate features and a bright smile standing at the door, and she whispered, "You practice by yourself for a while." ”

took Shen Weiwei to a mirror wall, pushed it in, and there was a small compartment of several square meters inside.

A few chairs on the edge of a wooden table, a few magazines and potted plants, add a touch of greenery to the narrow space.

"You want to sign up?" the woman poured her a cup of coffee, "What dance do you want to learn?

She asked directly, and Shen Weiwei also got straight to the point, "I have no foundation, and I don't have any special ideas about what dance I want to learn." ”

The young woman coiled her balls, her face was plain, her complexion was pale, her slender willow eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, "It's not easy to do without a foundation, you are not young, your bones have been formed, and your flexibility is not as good as that of a child about ten years old." It's too late to start serious learning, and if it's just a hobby, you won't come to me. ”

Shen Weiwei glanced at her, the woman's expression was serious, and her words were very direct, but she could hear that it was a kind reminder.

She is not a person who can't hear good words, so she smiled: "I practiced when I was a child, but I was not proficient." The flexibility is not as good as that of a child, but I think it's never too late to learn as long as you want to. ”

When she said this, she also had a sore tooth.

But the system gave her a task and forced her to learn this talent, she could only say this against her will, but she would still train hard.

The woman pondered for a while, looked up at Shen Weiwei, and suddenly said:

"Did your family force you over?"

Her smile froze, which she could see?

The vision is really vicious.....

But she definitely won't admit it, "How come? The family doesn't know yet, I found it myself to sign up, why do you think that?"

"You don't have a love for dancing in your eyes, you don't have a dream in your eyes, you act like you're completing a task, and with that mentality, you don't have to waste time if you don't learn well. The woman's tone was a little stern, and she reprimanded her like a teacher.

Dream?

Her head was a little dazed, and she sat silently.

She did have the idea of completing the task, but that didn't mean she would handle it.

From childhood to adulthood, she would meticulously complete everything she did, including her initial studies and later work.

But she didn't know anything about her dreams, or what she was passionate about.

Going to school, for her, in the final analysis, is just to get into college, graduate so that she can find a job, be able to support her family and no longer be poor, so that her mother no longer resents the suffering she brings.

I wrote the script by mistake, but in order to get a lot of money for the manuscript, I was able to pay off the rent owed to the landlord.

Sitting here at the moment is just to complete the task assigned to her by the system and avoid facing the end of her soul.

She buried her head in gnawing on books and gnawing on test questions, no matter how difficult the questions are, she can overcome them step by step, but now she is just learning to dance, and there is a space-time flow training space that the system says, so what's so difficult about mastering it?

It's a pity that she thought it was too simple, dance is spiritual, and it needs to be injected with emotion, not just by simple skill training, otherwise it will never be mastered.

The surrounding atmosphere is inexplicably quiet, and the live broadcast room where the chat is hi no longer floats the barrage, and even the system doesn't say a word.

When a woman looks at her, she knows that this is a good seedling.

She has always been sensitive and delicate, and she is keenly aware that she has no love for dance, but a kind of adult knowledge of current affairs, so she can't help but wake her up.

The quiet half-loud transparent light curtain floated back to the barrage.

[Meow Meow King: The anchor seems to be in a bad mood!]

[Little angel is the most cute: The anchor can go to other places to learn, and she is not the only one......]

[Interstellar Prosecutor: What she said makes a lot of sense, don't you think? Don't you love something, and you don't have the passion to learn!]

[Male god 900 million years old: Upstairs, what nonsense is the truth, are you not happy to watch the anchor?]

[Universe silly white sweet: I can't understand the mood of the anchor, but the anchor don't be unhappy, you look good when you smile!]

In the live broadcast room, they were constantly comforting her, Shen Weiwei smiled stunned, she just thought of the past, and she was not unhappy because of her words.

It was misunderstood, but she couldn't explain it.

[Qafarsir: Cut, women are hypocritical, uninterested and duplicitous, pretending?]