Chapter 908: Dragon Vein Repair will be a new era
Snowball squeaked triumphantly: 'A bunch of unimaginative children! ’
Tell you what a gift to scare you to cry.
When the Seven Star Dragon Vein Array was restored, it was another new era.
Xueqiu was more excited than Bai Chuwei just thinking about it.
The first retweet lottery Weibo has already opened a prize, and there are junior high school students, high school students, college students and even doctoral students.
Arranged by Xueqiu, a temporary QQ was added, and the other party was asked to report his learning situation, and even the examination papers of each subject in the past year were required to be photographed and sent.
Among them, there are top students and there are also scumbags.
Tailor-made, just half an hour after the known winning, their homeroom teacher sent a message very tacitly, and all the winter vacation homework assigned by their teacher was canceled!
It's OK to honestly do the homework customized by the fairy teacher.
As for college students and doctoral students, Bai Chuwei learned about their majors firsthand, looking at their published papers and class assignments to understand.
The doctoral student was obviously very hesitant, and for fear of accidentally offending Bai Chuwei, he asked cautiously in the group: "Teacher Immortal, do you know about aerospace?" ”
He's an engineer who builds rockets.
Bai Chuwei answered as a matter of course: "I understand, the principle is very simple." ”
When the ancestors were flying in the sky, the children were still wearing tiger skin skirts and hunting with tools in their hands.
The doctoral student gasped, and she said that it was simple to build a rocket??
That's a rocket, not a monkey!
The doctoral student muttered to himself: "Could it be that netizens guessed correctly, Bai Chuwei understands aerospace technology, so the New Year's gift she wants to give to the people of the whole country is actually a hand-made spaceship??" ”
Elementary, middle and high school students are the easiest, Bai Chuwei quickly checked their grades, knew the level of teachers in the school they attended, and quickly caught out their blind spots in learning, and tailored a set of winter vacation homework for them from language and mathematics to comprehensive literature.
Bai Chuwei made an electronic file, and it took a few days to send it directly to them after it was done, instructing: "Just print it out yourself." ”
Not only electronic files, but also videos!
A group of students opened the PDF file with excitement, and even the parents around them were so nervous that their breath stopped.
Wang Jie, a high school scumbag, slid the iPad screen, slid to the end to see the page number, and shed tears of excitement: "There are 400 pages!" ”
Exactly 400 pages!
Wang Jie has never done so much in three years of high school!
The doorbell rang, Wang Jie's parents felt a little strange, and the mother reluctantly left her son's desk to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, the queen mother saw that her legs and feet were weak when she saw the person coming, her face turned white with fright, and she spoke unnaturally: "Class, class teacher, teacher? ”
Standing at the door was his son Wang Jie's homeroom teacher, as well as teachers of various subjects, there was no shortage of them, and they all came.
It's a scary battle.
Each of them carried a bag of fruit in his hand, and some of them carried a carton of milk, which looked like they were visiting as guests.
The head teacher smiled: "I heard that Wang Jie was selected by the fairy teacher to reward his winter vacation homework, and our subject teachers couldn't sit still and wanted to come and see the situation." ”
The queen mother was excited and complicated, her son was a scumbag, and the last time he was surrounded by teachers, he was still a son who failed all subjects!
The Queen Mother immediately invited the teachers to come in and went straight to the study.
The head teacher couldn't wait to stick his head over, looked around and said incredulously: "These questions...... Was it her original? ”