The big guy is jealous
Bai Nuan raised her eyebrows slightly, and the pen didn't move, and she didn't retract her gaze until she was almost done.
A calm look.
An Yang poked Bai Nuan and complained to her: "Nuan Nuan...... She's not good, I just want to study, she keeps pestering me, I'm uncomfortable, you tell her, and next time, I won't give her face. ”
When he said this, it was as if he had given Li Ya'er face.
Bai Nuan nodded and responded casually.
An Yang sighed in his heart.
When will it have to wait for his family to like him? It's not jealous, it's him, and when he sees a person close to his house, he wants to go crazy.
I can't wait to push those people into a small dark room and lock them up.
Class.
As usual, the teacher asked the questions left over from yesterday.
Because most of the previous questions were basically answered by Li Yaer, the teacher looked at Li Yaer for the first time this time.
Li Ya'er stood up with a red face: "Teacher...... I'll solve part of it, because the knowledge behind it hasn't been touched on yet. ”
Her voice was so thin that people couldn't bear to disturb her when they heard it.
The teacher nodded: "Okay, then you can come up and write your own." ”
Li Ya'er came to the stage, and after writing halfway, she didn't move, and smiled at the people below with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I'm just a shallow learner." ”
The people at the bottom still have a good impression.
The teacher asked her to go down, and was about to start talking, but Bai Nuan raised her hand.
"This classmate, is there anything wrong with you?" The teacher recognizes Bai Nuan, doesn't like to talk, and doesn't like to ask questions, so he knows how to write and write over there.
To be honest, their teachers don't really like such students, they know how to write, although they say that "a good memory is not as good as a bad pen", but they prefer that students can understand rather than blindly write.
Especially with these top students.
"Teacher, I write it out, can I go up?" Bai Nuan's voice was faint, he glanced at his topic and said to the teacher.
"Yes, come." The teacher smiled and let Bai Nuan come up.
Bai Nuan didn't take his own notes, but went up and looked at the blank questions on the teacher's desk.
I wrote it on the blackboard.
There was no sound underneath, all looking at her.
It took about a few minutes, which was less than Li Yaer, who wrote half of it.
She put the chalk into the chalk box, took a purple chalk out from the side, looked at Li Ya'er, who was looking up at her, and then withdrew her gaze, her voice with her unique coldness.
"This classmate's topic was wrong from the beginning, and the reason why she couldn't write it was because it was wrong at the beginning, and these processes were all wrong." Bai Nuan didn't give Li Ya'er too much face, but said lightly, drawing a line under Li Ya'er's first line of words.
"Teacher, take a look, right?"
The teacher stood aside, and her brain was still a little square, and what she said just now seemed to be right.
"Teacher? Take a look. Bai Nuan shouted again.
The teacher came back to his senses: "Eh, I'll see, I'll see." The teacher pushed his glasses and showed Bai Nuan.
The people below were a little surprised.
Some people don't make a splash, and they make a splash.
Usually looks at Bai Nuan as if it is a numb note-taking machine, but I didn't expect that people would overtake quietly.