Chapter 147: He Sanshi's Inspirational Poisonous Chicken Soup
By the second semester of the second semester of high school, there were significantly fewer recreational activities, and everyone felt more or less pressure and began to get busy.
He Sanshi, the mathematics teacher of the fifth class of the second year of high school, set a goal in front of everyone: I will treat this class as a peiyou class to cultivate, and I will strictly grasp the little tails that can't keep up!
He Sanshi is really a person who does what he says. Just like his appearance.
He Sanshi used to be a very fat and fat man, but later he lost weight and looked very white and handsome. People who are 36 and 37 still look like young men in their 20s.
He is most proud of his success in losing weight, "Fat people are potential stocks." It's his favorite thing to say.
But if a fat person wants to be reduced to such a thin person, it takes a lot of perseverance and ruthlessness to himself. In order to maintain his current figure, he got up early in the morning every morning and ran 5 kilometers. Really...... In a frenzy.
It can be seen that he is ruthless and resolute in dealing with the world. A man who is so ruthless that he doesn't even let go of himself, let alone treats his own students.
He first handed out a test paper to the crowd.
According to the results, the last person will receive a gift package of He Sanshi's 'love gift' to make up the difference.
He Sanshi's make-up test paper is the kind that you think you can write, but you have to write it with great effort, just like putting something in your ability to hook it but you have to think hard about how to get it.
This kind of desire to capture He Sanshi is really a slip and a slip.
Played with several 'little tails' between the palms, including Ye Xiaoyu.
Ye Xiaoyu looked at this volume desperately, she counted and calculated, calculated and calculated, and the answer was different every time, this damn number series. Calculate how much it is.
She and Yang Yiqing wrote and discussed at the same time.
The answer was different every time, and both of them collapsed.
On this day, it happened to be He Sanshi's evening self-study.
Outside, I looked at the two of them with a smile and struggled to solve it for a long time.
In the end, he came over silently, the tone was still so yin and yang, every tail note was slightly raised, a thick childish sound, inexplicably funny and kind, although the yin and yang weird tone seemed mean and poisonous, but it was annoying.
He is a mean, venomous and gentle person.
He smiled softly, but the words he said were like a poisonous snake spitting out a snake core: "You two have been holding back their discussions, and if you can't discuss anything, you might as well ask me." It's not that I said, it's the truth, it's better to ask anyone here than to ask me, who has me to understand. Saying that, he said to Ye Xiaoyu: "You hold back and ask her, she doesn't know very much herself, you still ask me, which question?"
Yang Yiqing instantly lowered her head and laughed, she didn't know why, maybe it was a pleasure to listen to He Sanshi. Even if it's yourself who scares about yourself.
Ye Xiaoyu couldn't help but smile and pointed to the question.
"This question is like this......"
Then he asked Ye Xiaoyu again: "Do you know the evaluation range I arranged for the trigonometric function?"
Ye Xiaoyu thought about the volume he hadn't finished yet.
The weak heart muttered, "I haven't finished writing yet......"
He Sanshi: "Write quickly, if you just stick to it, you can do well in the exam."
Ye Xiaoyu nodded, encouraged.
He suddenly asked Yang Yiqing: "A is equal to square A?"
Yang Yiqing reflexed, knowing that he was asking about trigonometric functions, and memorized it.
He Sanshi asked Yang Yiqing to answer.
Yang Yiqing was pumped with a confused face.
After smoking, He Sanshi nodded with satisfaction, turned around and left, and went to poison others.
Ye Xiaoyu and Yang Yiqing looked at each other and smiled. When they turned their heads to look at the paper, they had another momentum.
In just one class, more than a dozen people were tragically 'poisoned'
He Sanshi was speechless and concluded: "It's really ...... You spent 60,000 yuan to come here to suffer, and you didn't learn to go back, so you came in a mess, left in a mess, survived three years, and finally entered a 'third mate' to continue to suffer. Oops...... Why bother...... It's better to read a vocational high school. You said that one of you and your junior high school classmates took the general high school exam, and the other went to vocational high school, and met again three years later...... In the same college. Hey...... It's embarrassing to think about. People must think: Hmph, you are not as good as me...... Let's learn a little bit~ If you can't get into the undergraduate exam, you can take a good junior college, and it will be considered a return to the basics......"
It was in this weird tone that he told his students about the pros and cons.
Every time he makes an oops, the sound is heavier and lighter, and it seems that his heart is very speechless at this time.
He Sanshi is mixed with the unique childish voice of the northerners and his own unique voice. Although it is a slightly mocking ridicule, there is also an unstoppable concern.
If this kind of tone comes out of someone else's mouth, Ye Xiaoyu will only feel that his mother is not chirping, but He Sanshi is extremely interesting when he says it, and he is not a mother at all. and his white, clean and handsome face.
Yang Yiqing: "It's worth it how many times you have been scolded."
If you are lucky enough to meet He Sanshi when he is in a good mood, then you will see a smile that is gentle enough to drown people.
Though...... This is a dangerous Bermuda. Often in the next second, he will start to feed you chicken soup for the soul in a weird way. Let you listen to the itchy but can't help liking him.
He Sanshi and Lao Zhu can be said to be the two favorite teachers of Class 5. Because they have a sense of humor. The personality is extremely distinctive.
Let the students love it to the point of itching.