So, Zhong Chenhua turned around and left. The place he is going to now is the political, historical and geographical office of the first year of high school.

After Zhong Chenhua left. Cheng Xinyun stood in place and sorted out his thoughts a little. Soon, she turned around and walked softly back into the classroom of Class 13.

Time flies really fast. In the blink of an eye, I don't know how many days have passed.

Gregorian calendar, early March.

Dusty County No. 6 Middle School.

The second instructional week of the first year of the Upper School. One morning of the week, the last class. Math lessons.

Kang Fengjin's nominal tablemate Bai Chun was named by Xue Buxia standing on the podium. Bai Chun was called to the podium by Xue Buxia to answer the questions on the blackboard in public.

Although, for Kang Fengjin, this incident is a beautiful, a little bit of a small thing that can make her gloat for a long time. However, this is a very bad thing for Bai Chun.

Because, Xue Buxia is the current math teacher of Class 13. This old teacher, who is actually less than fifty years old, can already see a lot of white hair on his head. He has been teaching high school math for about twenty years. But when he is in class, he is still very energetic and likes to toss.

When Shebushar gives math lessons, he tends to have students on stage to express themselves. His favorite thing to do is to have students on stage and solve math problems in public on the blackboard. In fact, he does do it a lot.

Basically, in every math class, Shebxia would call at least one student to the podium and solve math problems in public on the blackboard. Of course, he only asked one student to come to the podium, and the number of times he solved math problems was relatively small.

Generally speaking, Shebscha would have at least two students on the podium together. He then asks the two students, one on the left and one on the right, to solve two similar math problems on the board.

Of course, it's not that simple. The questions that Shebscha wrote on the blackboard for students who went to the podium to solve problems were never really simple.

For Shebshier, there is no need for simple questions. For the simple questions in his eyes, when he talks about this kind of topic, he usually only explains it verbally and gives the answer.

In addition to the general situation, when he is in high spirits, he will also move his hands a little: for this type of multiple-choice question, write a question number on the blackboard and write a correct option; For non-multiple-choice questions, write a question number on the blackboard and then write a final answer, or simply write a "omitted" word.

Xue Buxia likes to study some difficult and strange topics that require relatively high mathematical thinking skills. Therefore, the math problems that Xue Buxia came up with on the blackboard are naturally not simple.

Even if he accidentally came up with a math problem on the blackboard that everyone would know the routine and the solution process at a glance, he would make up for it. He will soon ask the students who come to the stage to solve the problem with a new way of thinking and method to solve the math problem.

And now, Bai Chun, who has walked to the podium alone, is facing this kind of problem. He took advantage of the time between turning around to pick up the chalk on the lectern, and pretended to casually glance at the current situation in the class under the podium.

"Niang ......" Bai Chun scolded in his heart. He was now full of complaints, and all his dissatisfaction was written on his face. His current unhappiness is not only because of Xue Bushia, but also because he sees many people below, with real or false smiles on their faces, looking at him in the open or in the dark. Obviously, some guys ......

"Is it fun to gloat?" Bai Chun despised these people fiercely in his heart, "You bunnies, you all want me to make a fool of yourself, right?" ”

After the silent belly discussion. Bai Chun picked up the chalk and walked under the math problem on the blackboard. He's going to get to work. First, he began to look seriously at the math problem that Shebsha had written on the blackboard.

Soon. Half a minute passed...... A minute passed......

Two minutes passed...... Bai Chun only wrote the word "solution" on the blackboard.

In the blink of an eye, another half minute passed. However, Bai Chun has not yet begun to solve this math problem. The end of the chalk in his hand was tightly attached to the blackboard, but he didn't really start writing and solving problems.

Actually, it's not because this math problem is too difficult. This math problem is not particularly difficult, it is of medium difficulty. However, the problem is that now Bai Chun is really stumped. Because when Xue Buxia called his name and asked him to come to the stage to solve the problem, he specially asked him to use new ideas and new methods, and especially told him not to use the previous methods.

Bai Chun's current appearance can be said to be aggrieved, with words of suffering, and completely speechless. He secretly blamed someone in his heart: damn it! It's all because she caused me to drive a car just now, and I didn't listen carefully to the lesson of "I can't learn". Now, I already have a little regret and a little self-blame. What to do......

In the blink of an eye, another half minute had passed.

At this time, Xue Buxia seemed to have finally discovered Bai Chun's difficulties at this time. He looked at the new clock hanging on the wall and sensed that time was pressing.

So, Xue Buxia decided to make a substitution.

Shebsha turned sideways and stretched out his head, now he looked completely amiable. Facing Bai Chun, who was still standing in front of the blackboard, showing a thoughtful and meditative demeanor, he smiled and asked kindly, "What's wrong, Bai Chun, are you in trouble?" Would you like me to give you a hint, or let me find you a helper? ”

Bai Chun replied with a bitter face, "I'm sorry, Teacher Xue. However, you should not give me hints, because I am not good at this type of question at all...... Why don't you find another person to help me solve this problem? ”

"Okay," said Shebsha, smiling, "who do you want to help you with this question?" ”

Bai Chun turned around, pretending to be extremely cautious and cautious, and glanced around the thirteenth class, as if he was really looking for a classmate who had the ability to answer this question. Actually, this is not the case at all.

At the next one and a half seconds after Xue Buxia put forward the suggestion of "finding a helper", Bai Chun's nominal tablemate, Kang Fengjin's hateful head and face, appeared in Bai Chun's eyes.

When Bai Chun glanced at the classmates, he also focused on Kang Fengjin's current reaction. As he expected, Kang Fengjin, who was sitting in the seat, didn't do anything now, except for his eyes wide open, with an evil smile on his lips, ready to see his jokes.

Originally, Bai Chun was a little unhappy and annoyed in his heart, but now after seeing Kang Fengjin's reaction, he was even more angry.

Bai Chun responded to Xue Buxia in a low voice and said, "Kang Fengjin." ”

Xue Buxia: "Kang Fengjin? ”

"Yes, Kang Fengjin." Bai Chun whispered, "Let her come, she will do this question." ”

(End of chapter)