When the entire football field was in a state of consternation, Su Mufeng had already come to the door of the class.

Of course, he didn't know that his body was already very human after receiving the baptism of Han Fei's "Holy Dao Huaguang", and he didn't know that his subconscious ball was actually about to surpass the limits of human beings.

He didn't know that he was about to become a brand new campus legend of Nandu No. 1 High School, and he didn't know that the "cute" Yukimi in his eyes was actually on the football field.

Su Mufeng only knew...... He's in trouble.

And it's big trouble.

Looking at the head teacher in the corridor at the door of the class, the corners of Su Mufeng's mouth twitched slightly, and he walked over helplessly.

"Ahem, teacher......"

"Yesterday and this morning, why did you skip school?"

The head teacher, Zhang Yaming, is a capable middle-aged man with glasses and does not smile all year round.

Su Mufeng looked at the face of the old King of Hades in front of him, helplessly sincere.

When I received the news of my sister's accident that afternoon, it was already the last class of the afternoon, and the physical education was changed to self-study, and there was no teacher. He answered the phone and rushed straight to the hospital, and what little sanity he had left was used to send a text message and take a day off.

Subconsciously, Su Mufeng's reason for asking for leave was that he was sick and did not disclose the news of his sister.

Later, the mobile phone was basically thrown at home, and it is estimated that there must have been calls and text messages from the head teacher in it.

Su Mufeng organized the language and said: "Teacher, I had a fever the afternoon before yesterday, more than 38 degrees, and I hung up the hanging bottle in the hospital for more than a day. ”

Lao Zhang was noncommittal, looked at Su Mufeng, and said, "Go to class first, and go to the office to find me after class." ”

Su Mufeng sighed and nodded.

Lao Zhang's principle is like this, no matter what mistake he makes, as long as he does not assassinate the president of the United States, he will go to class first, and as for how to fix it after class...... Hehe.

Su Mufeng's grades are not bad, but he is just an ordinary student in the middle of the class, and it is estimated that he has no impression of the public face in Lao Zhang's eyes, and it is impossible to have any privileges.

After the daily inspection class work was over, Lao Zhang left the corridor, and Su Mufeng pushed the door open.

The next moment, he felt that he should not have read the yellow calendar when he went out today, so he would not die and meet Lao Zhang, who patrolled from time to time.

If you are late, you can still commit it in the hands of Old Man Liu, who teaches mathematics.

Looking at the cold-eyed old man on the podium, Su Mufeng was in a cold sweat behind him.

Old man Liu teaches mathematics, and his biggest hobby is to write a math problem in the corner of the blackboard before class.

When he encountered a student who was late, talking, or dozing off, he did not teach him, and asked the dead student to stand on the podium and write the answer to this question, write it down, and not be able to write and stand, plus double the homework in a week.

It seems fair and reasonable, and if you study hard, you are not afraid of punishment and homework, right?

Hehe, if that question is not produced by the National High School Mathematics Olympiad.

So, except for the top math masters, as soon as the others were named, they obediently picked up the book and rolled to the punishment station.

So far, only one student who slept because he stayed up late to brush up on the questions has successfully cleared the level.

…… The answer was written in one lesson, most of the blackboard.

After coming down, the school bully was covered in cold sweat and had a dog's expression.

"Next time I'd rather stand for ten classes than write about it! it! Even the high-number Lopida rule cannot be solved, so the Lagrangian median value theorem can barely get an approximation! Old man Liu actually said that this thing is a high school math problem? You're kidding me! ”

can scold a standard student who usually buries his head in brushing questions and does not smile, which shows how perverted Liu Laotou's high school math problems are.

By the way, the second prize in the national mathematics Olympiad in the second year of high school.

…… As a result, the current Su Mufeng was full of grief.

Old man Liu stood on the podium, helped his reading glasses, and said gloomily: "Late? Come on, the chalk is here, come on Su Shaoxia. ”

Old man Liu is a thirty-year-old martial arts fan, and he doesn't call his name when he asks questions in class, he calls Zhang Shaoxia, Li Shaoxia, Liu Shaoxia, and those who have a heavy surname call Zhang Erxia, three heroes, four heroes and five heroes.

There was a low burst of laughter in the classroom, and a group of gloating eyes turned to Su Mufeng at the door.

! This herd of livestock!

Standing alone at the door of the classroom, Su Mufeng felt as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

"That, Mr. Liu, I think it's better to stand for a class, and don't waste chalk." Su Mufeng said with a dry smile.

Old man Liu snorted coldly: "No need to tremble, the questions of the past two days are simple, high school level." ”

Your uncle in high school! Your high school is in Zenith! An average IQ of less than two hundred and five would be genocidal.

Su Mufeng complained wildly in his heart.

Helplessly glanced at the math problem in the corner of the blackboard, Su Mufeng was stunned.

It seems like...... Is it really easy?

Unlike the complex questions and compositions in the past, this time the question is a derivative to find monotony, just two or three sentences, and the number jù is also very small, which looks no different from the usual mock paper questions.

Old man Liu is kind?

Su Mufeng, who was looking at the blackboard intently, didn't notice that there were more gloating eyes in the classroom.

Even a few of the top students who were immersed in the questions raised their heads, looked at Su Mufeng in surprise, and asked others puzzled.

"Why does he look like he's taken the bait?"

"Poof, this product didn't come yesterday, I don't know that Old Man Liu has changed hands."

“…… Tsk, a moment of silence. ”

Statements like these are whispering in the classroom.

"Remember yesterday's question, right? With the same virtue as this one, the change in the face of the school committee standing on the podium is simply funny! When I first went up, I was relaxed and casual, brushed and wrote a few lines, and then I got stuck, wrote and erased, and played a blackboard in a class, and finally didn't make it down, poor little girl, tears are about to fall......"

"Of course I remember, I guess this kid will end up the same today."

"Alas, it's also to blame Old Man Liu for having a neurotic attack, and I don't know where to find these strange topics. After changing a few key numbers, it is true that it is a high school math problem, but college students may not be able to make it. ”

"College level should be fine, right?"

"I asked my cousin to try it, but it didn't come out in two hours."

“…… What is the academic qualification? ”

"Although the Department of Finance of NTU is not a genius of the Department of Mathematics, it is not far from two years of mathematical analysis."

", Su Shaoxia is really going to be a tragedy this time?"

"Silent mourning, it's time to watch a monkey show."

……

Because he was afraid of being caught by Old Man Liu, these voices were extremely light, and Su Mufeng, who was immersed in thinking, naturally did not hear it.

After a few minutes of contemplation, Su Mufeng felt that there was indeed no problem with this question, no matter how you look at it, it is the most common senior high school mock question.

Could it be that Old Man Liu is really kind-hearted, seeing that the college entrance examination is imminent, he can't bear to continue to abuse them students?

Su Mufeng looked at Old Man Liu's cold dead face with a strange expression, hesitated for a moment, and still said, "I think, you can try it." ”

Old man Liu was noncommittal, pointed to the chalk in his hand, and signaled Su Mufeng not to be cowardly.

Su Mufeng picked up the chalk and walked to the math problem in the corner of the blackboard.

He vaguely seemed to hear some soft laughter coming from behind, the smell of schadenfreude, like a single dog who saw a couple open a room and found that they were their long-lost biological siblings.

It's a delusion, right?

Su Mufeng felt a little uneasy, but the matter had come to this point, and he could only answer the question honestly.

Old man Liu turned his back to Su Mufeng, slowly opened the exercise book, and said calmly: "Open page 172, now talk about the seventh question ......"

Except for Su Mufeng, the whole class clearly saw the grim smile on Old Man Liu's dead face.

The whole class was trembling.