Chapter 37 Campus Little Soft Girl (37) VIP sent the wrong one, don't buy it
Probably because Li Jiayin didn't get up from her seat happily, the other party mistakenly thought that what she just said made her very faceless, and she wanted to explain in a little panic.
"That's not what I actually mean, it's, alas, I don't know what to say, I just think you might know more about it."
"I can't say that, it's just that you haven't published your own information before, in fact, it's because you've published information before, and then it's quite helpful to use it, I just think you may be more suitable for guiding the work, and there is nothing else."
Li Jiayin cleaned up the paper and pen scattered on the table a little, put the mobile phone in his pocket, and then got up and responded: "I didn't say you meant anything else." ”
"Lead the way."
At first, these ten people were indeed preparing for this in the classroom, and they also deliberately changed seats.
However, it didn't take long for them to realize that even if they lowered their voices, it would still affect the rest of the class.
The general environment is evening self-study, many people are doing things that have nothing to do with textbook learning, but there are still people who are busy catching up with homework, and these students are precisely students whose grades are not so stable.
It is precisely because the students who are studying have a higher demand for the learning environment that they communicated with the class teacher, asked for the key to an empty classroom, and went out to discuss.
She agreed happily, and the people who came to call were also relieved: "Okay, I'll take you there, but don't you need to bring some information or something?" You should have the most tutoring materials in the class. ”
Li Jiayin shook his head: "No need, the homogenization of information is very serious, didn't you take all the things I bought before, there are enough of them." ”
This answer seems to contradict each other, but it is actually reasonable, Li Jiayin still maintains a high-frequency brushing mode, in fact, there are only two reasons.
First, she really hates memorizing words, if she just memorizes words, she really wants to vomit as soon as she opens it.
Therefore, I can only save the country by brushing my back, do it first, check the people I don't know after I finish it, and put it there after I finish it, waiting for the next meeting.
This method is very ineffective for others, and the cost of time and money is very high, but it is a suitable method for Li Jiayin.
If she could, she wanted to memorize the words, but she couldn't, so she had to find a stupid way to make herself comfortable.
Sometimes, the quality of the method is not so clear-cut, and the only criterion for judging is actually only one, which is the effectiveness of oneself.
Probably when she was lying on the table just now, she found a little bit of the feeling she had when she was in high school, Li Jiayin pressed the table that was about to give her up and gave up her seat, flexibly propped up, jumped on her own table, and then jumped out of the table directly.
Pulling out a piece of paper that had been placed on the table at the same table and wiping the table, Li Jiayin followed her classmates out of the classroom together.
The head teacher borrowed them the key to the physics laboratory closest to the teaching building where they were located, and the whole dark building was lit up in such a classroom, and the atmosphere was not academic at all, suitable for making a campus horror micro-movie.
The room they borrowed was an optical laboratory, there was no equipment in it, and the table could be moved, and at this time several tables had been put together into a large conference table, and nine students were sitting at each table, and there were a lot of materials piled up on the table.
There is more than one obsessive-compulsive disorder in this, and it seems that it has really encountered a big bottleneck if it can tolerate the mess of materials on the table.