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【033】

Luo Weiwei and Fan Yihang walked up to the podium one after the other.

The math teacher doesn't care much about the sleeping students, but it doesn't mean that it's good to discuss, Luo Weiwei just picked up the chalk when she heard him say, "If you don't do a good job, don't go down." ”

Luo Weiwei pursed her lips, knowing that the math teacher was telling her this sentence.

How could Fan Yihang, a pervert who brushes the college entrance examination questions, not be able to do the questions of the first year of high school?

Luo Weiwei's hunch caught a glimpse of Song Ningyuan, who was sitting on the podium, secretly made a mentally retarded gesture of "come on" to her, she pretended not to see it, picked out a brand new piece of chalk and turned around and lay on the blackboard.

As soon as she got up, a slender hand patted her shoulder, and then Fan Yihang's annoying voice came: "Your question is over there." ”

Luo Weiwei looked up and found that the question in front of her was marked with a "2".

Mathematics teachers generally ask questions that the first question is relatively easy, and the second question increases in difficulty on the basis of the difficulty of the first question.

She was a little unconvinced by Shangfan Yihang's eyebrows and eyes that seemed to be born so cold, and as soon as her stubborn temper opened, she said: "I'm going to do this!" ”

Anyway, it's the same question that she can't do, and it's the same for her.

Fan Yihang glanced at her, didn't say anything, and stood in front of her question.

The math teacher saw it and came over to remind: "Fan Yihang, you are this way." ”

Fan Yihang, as a transfer student, has not taken any tests, and he has not yet taken the big exam, so although the head teacher said in the office that the child's grades are good, the math teacher still maintains a wait-and-see attitude.

Because even if many students have good comprehensive scores, mathematics is the kind that lowers their comprehensive scores, so he deliberately came up with a difficult question for Fan Yihang to do.

As for smoking Luo Weiwei up, it was purely just to see her sleeping on her stomach, which was purely an accident.

Luo Weiwei was driven by the math teacher to do the problem in front of "1", she took the chalk and wrote the word "solution" seriously, and then began to look at the problem with her neck up.

Before she finished reading the question, she heard the sound of "Dengdengden" chalk writing on the blackboard next to her, and turned her head to one side, Fan Yihang had almost finished writing the topic.

This man...... Don't you even need to look at the title?

Luo Weiwei hated and glared at Fan Yihang.

But as long as a voyage has always been able to shield the influence of others on itself, three times five divided by two to write the answer.

When Fan Yihang put down the chalk, the math teacher had not yet reached the fourth table, and he usually came back in a circle, and the students who were drawn on it could finish the question, or in the case of average difficulty.

Luo Weiwei let out a "hum" from her nose to express her dissatisfaction.

It's amazing to study?!

Fan Yihang put the chalk and had to bypass Luo Weiwei before he could get off the podium, and when he walked past her, he left a sentence "Refer to the first question I wrote".

Luo Weiwei thought she had heard it wrong, this person was so bad, would he teach himself?

She took a step back and glanced at Fan Yihang's answer.

There are two questions in the first question, and the answer to the first question is "x=3".

Luo Weiwei was still sleepy, and the sleepiness made her write a "x=3" on the gourd without dignity.

When she finished writing, she threw away the chalk and clapped her hands and walked off the podium.

As soon as he stepped off the podium and had not yet returned to his seat, there was a burst of laughter from below.

Fan Yihang's front desk turned his head and kindly reminded Luo Weiwei: "Your question is 'y'!" ”

Luo Weiwei: "......"

She hadn't said anything yet, but she had already felt a speechless gaze from Fan Yihang next to her.

Luo Weiwei replied with a speechless look on her thick face, and didn't forget to complain: "It's all said, can't you make it clear?" ”

When she said that, Luo Weiwei herself felt that she was unreasonable, snorted twice, and waited to be scolded.

At this time, the math teacher had already gone around the classroom, and he first stood in front of the problem that Fan Yihang did and commented, which roughly meant: "Do it right, but some steps still have to be written clearly, and the step score is also very important." ”

Outside the words, Luo Weiwei could hear the math teacher's satisfaction with Fan Yihang.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes, didn't she just do the right thing? Why is the math teacher so happy that he has found a son-in-law?

It's time for Luo Weiwei's topic.

The smile on the math teacher's face froze for a moment, and the laughter in the class became louder.

"Luo Weiwei." The math teacher suppressed his anger, "Before school, you copy this problem a hundred times and give it to me!" ”

Luo Weiwei was mentally prepared when she turned around at the front table to remind her, and when she heard that she had just copied the question a hundred times, she happily "eh" and agreed.

However, Song Ningyuan, who was next to the podium in front of him, lowered his head with a sigh, and silently took out the scratch paper in the drawer and copied the topic.

Anyway, this task is finally done by him, the "first little brother", so it is better to take the initiative.

As soon as the bell rang for class, Song Ningyuan sent Luo Weiwei the scratch paper full of questions.

Luo Weiwei crossed Erlang's leg and patted Song Ningyuan's arm.

"Good!"

Fan Yihang, who was drinking water next to him, withdrew his gaze with cold eyes.

Song Ningyuan, who had already left, seemed to suddenly remember something, turned back, and asked Luo Weiwei with great interest: "Big guy, will you play ball in the next physical education class?" ”

Luo Weiwei raised her cheeks, said "um" with a very big man's momentum, and added: "For the sake of your good performance today." ”

“yes！” Song Ningyuan excitedly gestured with his finger and walked happily.

Luo Weiwei adjusted her sitting posture and sat upright, bending down to dig something out of the drawer.

Her drawers were very neatly organized, and there seemed to be rules for where everything was placed, so she could touch what she wanted without looking—except for the pack of cigarettes that belonged to Song Ningyuan that day.

Luo Weiwei took out a sweatpants that had been rolled into a small roll, she shook it with both hands, shook it off, and then took it under the table.

Because of the big movements, Fan Yihang caught a glimpse of what she was doing.

Luo Weiwei! Actually wearing pants in the classroom!

"Ahem, cough, ahem......" Fan Yihang was choked by himself, and hurriedly turned his face sideways.

Luo Weiwei also noticed his movements, and said indifferently: "It's okay, the long skirt I'm wearing, and there are safety pants underneath." ”

Not to mention the afterglow, even if you stare at it, you can't see anything.

Fan Yihang still turned his face away and turned his gaze out of the window completely.

Luo Weiwei may really be a fool.

Boys have reverie, sometimes not because of what they see, but because of the part they don't see, they make up in their heads.

And what is made up by the brain is the real danger.

He waited until the person next to him didn't move, and then turned his head.

Luo Weiwei was really already dressed, she pulled up the long skirt and tied a knot at the waist, which looked unexpectedly not ugly.

"Later." Fan Yihang spoke: "You are not allowed to change your pants in the classroom!" This is the third thing. ”