The Chinese class was followed by the math class. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info mathematics teacher Chen Jianzhong and Yuan Guili are a model couple of the post-80s generation of Ping'an Primary School, each of them has become a famous teacher in the school with their superb teaching skills, although the important task of the post-80s is to make the post-08, but the two teachers have no intention of having children, probably looking at Mu Ling, these children and then despair of the next generation.

"I graded the weekend's homework, and three of them did all the right, namely Shi Jiaxin, Han Ye and Mu Ling, especially Mu Ling's homework is very clear, and the problem of chickens and rabbits in the same cage is solved very beautifully, so please tell Mu her thoughts." Because only the equation was written in the homework book, Chen Jianzhong asked Mu Ling to explain the meaning of the equation.

(Original question: It is known that there are 15 chickens and rabbits, with a total of 40 legs, and how many chickens and rabbits are there.) ）

Mu Ling got up and remembered the joke on the Internet in the previous life, so she replied fluently: "Suppose the chickens and rabbits are well-trained and blow a whistle, they raise one foot and have one foot left: (40-15=25)." When the whistle is blown again, they raise one more foot, and there is still one foot left: (25-15=10), at which point the chicken has both feet raised, and can only sit on the ground with one butt, and the rabbit has two feet left. So, rabbits have 10/2 = 5 and chickens have 15-5 = 10. ”

Looking at Chen Jianzhong's shocked expression, Mu Ling scratched her head and sat down with a smile, while the classroom remembered thunderous applause. Alas~ I said that you should be low-key, but you have to give me applause and screams, there is no way, the personality charm can't stop it~

"God, Mu Ling, when did you become so powerful? I actually understood this question! Li Chao almost completely forgot about the festival of the last class, and bowed to Mu Ling's little brain every minute.

"Don't be obsessed with sister, sister is just a legend." Mu Ling raised her eyebrows and quoted a popular phrase that became popular all over the country not long after.

"Well, Mu Ling's explanation is very vivid and interesting, but we still have to learn the correct way of thinking, and ask Han Ye to state it for us." Chen Jianzhong looked at the noisy classroom, but decided to let the school grass shock the scene.

Han Ye, isn't that the character who appears in the codebook? My impression of him has been completely blurred. So Mu Ling heard the prestige, and stood up in the back of the classroom a cream boy with a haircut that killed Matt, looking sideways, the long eyelashes were like small brushes, and the skin was pink and tender, as if it could pinch out water. Obediently, it is really recognized as a school grass, this appearance, the little fresh meat after 8 years of killing.

Han Ye's voice was a little thin, probably because he had not yet reached the stage of voice change, and he sounded very comfortable and gentle.

"Hey, look stunned, I said you, what's so good about this kind of little white face, it's just a sissy." Li Chao rolled his eyes and expressed disdain.

"Tell you, there are two kinds of people, one is good-looking, the other is ugly, and the sad thing is that you are caught in the middle, which is so ugly. So don't say that you can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour and drop the price. By the way, God gave you a pair of black eyes, not for you to roll your eyes with them! Woohoo unfortunate ~ Woohoo unfortunate ~ "Mu Ling's complaining illness has been committed again.

"I said you, don't you make me uncomfortable?" Li Chao hurriedly answered, indignant.

"Hey, who's looking for whom's fault, didn't you do everything yourself, blame me?" Mu Ling was not happy anymore, turned her head angrily, and continued to look at the beautiful man, oh no, it was Xiao Zhengtai.

Students always complain that the class time is like a Nanfu battery, one section is longer than six sections, that is because they did not find something to concentrate on in class, like Mu Ling, after finding a tender and delicious cute baby, they fell into the strange circle of YY, and a class passed in the blink of an eye. Chen Jianzhong has to leave a dozen homework before leaving, alas, if China has one less day of homework, the earth will have one more forest, the truth.

"Mu Ling, do you like Han Ye?" Here it is, an after-school gossip program for elementary school students.

I still remember that I was asked the same question before, and then I blushed, my speech squeaked, and I looked very restrained. However, now, Mu Ling's face has long been thicker than the copper wall, and this kind of shameful question is like boiled water, tasteless.

"Are you talking, did I guess it?" Li Chao blinked curiously as if he had discovered a new world.

"He's not the pot of dirt in my heart, he can't produce the flowers I want." Mu Ling turned into a literary young woman, pretending to be sad, and said slowly in a lonely tone.

"Huh? What do you mean, do you like it or not? The little kid didn't seem to have so many brain cells, so he just asked vigorously.

"Are you a tease invited by the monkeys? Go and write a roll to calm down, what are you talking about, you have a gossip heart at a young age, beware of becoming a gossip in the future. Mu Ling squinted, unwilling to pay any more attention.

"Mu Ling, how can you scold people?"

"Hehe, you must have heard it wrong, how could someone like us be such a lady scolding."

"That's right, you're just scolding my bastard!"

"Who's the bastard?"

"My eighth wife!"

"Isn't that enough? It's your own words, not my business. Mu Ling spread her hands, expressing helplessness, the little kid is so easy to take the bait.

"You, you, you, you—"

"Don't leave you, I'm here, I can't run."

"I won't tell you, huh!" Li Chao disarmed and surrendered.

Mu Ling shook off her hair and argued with me, are, you, sure?

It is said that scarcity is expensive, no, what students love the most is that in the ten minutes between classes, a group of boys ran to the corridor to stack Arhats, and a group of girls danced cowhide bands or kicked shuttlecocks next to the podium, and there were very few people sitting in the position, counting, about seven or eight, but Ge Wenyu was still in the seat, which was really unexpected by Mu Ling. At least, in the previous cognition, Li Chao and Ge Wenyu could be regarded as brothers in a pair of pants, and now Li Chao has already rushed out of the classroom to join the Luohan tribe, and Ge Wenyu is still quiet, which is rare.

"Mu Ling!"

"Huh? Something? Mu Ling looked up, and it turned out to be Han Ye, the school grass.

"I just wanted to ask you how you came up with the solution to the chicken-rabbit cage?" Yo, the school grass is still a scholar, unexpectedly.

"Seen on the Internet, is there a problem?"

"No, I was surprised at first that you thought it was you." After speaking, Xiang Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and left, the child couldn't hide his thoughts, and Mu Ling saw through it at a glance.

Astonished? Why are you surprised when I think of how to solve the problem? I'm afraid that my grades will get better and grab the ranking, I'm really disappointed, it turns out that Xiaocao is also a person with a strong sense of vanity, hypocrisy! After Xiao Zheng was too blackened, Mu Ling no longer had the pleasure of appreciating beauty.

It's boring.,It's so boring.,Mu Ling casually scribbled villains on books.,Drawing Kaneki in Tokyo Ghouls from 14 years of fire to 16 years.,08 years when the comics shouldn't have been serialized.,Or if you draw it yourself.,Maybe it's an instant hit? No, no, this is someone else's work, if you copy the painting, it is equivalent to plagiarism, and you can't get over it. Eh, why don't you just make up your own, there are still many years to go, and you should be able to draw it.

Just do it, Mu Ling is busy with character design......

"Fatty, what are you drawing? Hey, this villain is really well drawn, a bit like Ge Wenyu, Ao~ What you like for a long time is Ge Wenyu, not Han Ye~" Li Chao thought he understood the truth, and said in a sycophant tone.

"Didn't you tell you to have an umbrella on a rainy day, look, my head is in the water again." Mu Ling didn't even give Li Chao a look, and drew by herself.

"It's boring." After complaining, Li Chao turned around and sat upright, because the next class was the English class of the exterminator. The title of Extermination Master Tai was originally tight because English teacher Wang Yun solemnly had a red mole on her forehead, and her face was more like Su Youpeng's version of Extermination Shitai in Heaven and Dragon Slayer, plus she was middle-aged, so she had this title. Who knew that because the English score of the class had been not good, Wang Yun began the inhumane training of additional questions, and has become a real extermination teacher in the minds of the students.

"Class!" The solemn voice pulled Mu Ling up from the villain's painting.

"Stand up!" Shi Jiaxin won the position of class president with first-class results.

"Flip the book back to page XX, did you finish all the verbal assignments assigned to you last week?" Wang Yun grimaced.

"It's done!" Qi Shushu's answer was deafening.

Oral homework? I really forgot about this hurdle, but people who have even passed the oral test in the third year of high school are not afraid of this.

"Mu Ling, you can lead the class to read the sentences in it."

Grandma's, what kind of bad luck did you pour today? On the first day of class, it was necessary for the Chinese, math and English teachers to call me by name, did the teacher discuss and rectify me, or did I fall into evil? Mu Ling was a little depressed.

Read, study, fourth-grade English is not a big deal, it's nothing more than a few daily greetings, the key is to lead that group of little kids to read, it's the kind of reading a sentence by yourself, the kind of little kid with a sentence, it's really naïve enough.

The heavens will descend to the Si people, and after encouraging herself, Mu Ling still embarked on the road of no return. Five minutes later, Mu Ling consciously sat down, who knew that because she read too well, her pronunciation was more detailed and accurate than that of the squad leader Shi Jiaxin, and her reading was more fluent, so the task of reading the morning collar in the morning was transferred to Mu Ling's body. Seeing Shi Jiaxin's sullen little face, he said that he had offended the college bully, is there still a way to live? Mu Ling twitched the corners of her mouth, she felt that the corners of her mouth were about to go numb in the past two days.

I'm dead, and I have something to burn paper. Small things summon spirits, big things dig graves. I really miss me, come down and accompany me. Mu Ling silently erected a stone monument for herself.