As soon as these three math problems were written, the top students were dumbfounded.

Déjà vu! But I've never done it before!

As for those goods with the lowest grades, I can't understand them at all.

Seeing the children's shoes of the doorway, I quickly rummaged through the formulas, and faintly found that these three questions were solved by applying two or three formulas.

Rong Xueli bit the tip of her pen and stared blankly at these three questions.

She is more stressed than anyone else, and if she can't make up for it, then she's purely undermining classroom discipline - only by making up this basket can this pair of bars be meaningful, not a good student's sudden neurosis-style vexatious trouble.

Rong Xueli's stabbing basket represents the student community to fight back forcefully back to the teacher world, letting them know how they have "oppressed" students for a long time, and the students' voices cannot pray for these teachers' "conscience" to find and listen, but to express it with strength and let them face it!

"In the last math exam, the student who ranked ninth came up to solve it."

The math teacher went on the offensive.

"I ...... I won't ......," replied a weak boy who stood up and was a little embarrassed.

"Won't? Didn't you dare to make such a loud noise just now? Sit down. Students in eighth place, go up! The math teacher was full of confidence and scolded him.

"I'll give it a try." A girl with glasses for myopia stepped forward, walked to the blackboard, grabbed a piece of chalk and began to solve the first question.

Halfway through the answer, the girl found that the idea was wrong, and the new solution had not come up with a new idea, so she had to retreat.

"Seventh classmate, don't wait for me to call, go up consciously." Seeing that the two "enemies" did not break through the machine gun fortress, but were both killed in the eye of the gun by his machine gun, the contemptuous arrogance of the math boss began to rise, "The difficulty of these three questions is to rise in the order of steps, one is more difficult than the other, you can't even solve the first one, so you dare to shout at the teacher?" Look at how vulnerable you are to this bit of blindness and arrogance. If I can't solve these three questions today, my whole class will punish me for copying the classroom discipline 300 times, and I will have to hand it in tomorrow. This is what happens to you against the teacher! ”

As soon as the teacher's punishment came out, the whole class fell silent!

The original rebellious and high fighting spirit was suddenly beaten to the soles of his feet from such a high position as a pole.

There are 10 rules of discipline in the classroom, with a total of more than 300 words. After copying these 300 times, there are more than 90,000 words. That's the rhythm of writing a novella! If no one solves these three problems, the more than 50 students in the class will have to sit at home.

Originally, the third year of high school was a heavy academic load, and the burden of these 90,000 words was added, and there was only one night to copy, and the students of Class 3 (3) seemed to be doomed and would have no place to be buried.

In the dead silence, the seventh student went up, picked up the blackboard eraser to erase all the answers of the female classmate who was wearing glasses just now, and then began his answers.

The first formula was applied, and it broke through this point and got stuck on the second formula application. This student thought about it for a while, continued to answer, and continued to answer. When he was about to do the second problem, the math teacher took a glance and threw him down: "The first problem is wrong, go down." ”

At this time, the children's shoes, who ranked sixth in the last test, hurriedly went up to remedy.

She rubbed the solution process onto the second formula application and began to move on.

But when I got to the second question, I hung up.

For this second question, two formulas should also be applied, and after the first formula is calculated, it should be changed to the second formula to continue to be solved. But this girl didn't change right, and it became another formula - she was already complacent about being able to successfully "transform", but she didn't expect that this "transformation" was wrong.

"Oh my God, it's not easy to change, it's ...... It turned out to be wrong? There were a few children's shoes with the same idea as her, and they were taken aback when they saw that she was directly driven away by the teacher just half of the solution. Only then did I know that the three math problems that the teacher came up with were really tricky and ruthless!

Immediately afterwards, the fifth and fourth servants rushed forward one after another, but they did not break the second blockade, and they also died heroically.

"It's over, it's over, the classroom discipline of 300 times is going to be copied."

The class was worried.

finally openly rebelled once, but as a result, he was severely suppressed, and he didn't even have time for three minutes to raise his eyebrows, so he was suppressed!

The next third person continued to plug the gunhole.

The third student finished the second question, but the result was another wrong solution.

It wasn't until the first person to go into battle, the representative of the mathematics department, Rong Xueli, racked her brains that she solved this second problem.

"Good job, come on!"

"Banhua, go on, you must figure it out!"

Finally solved the two ways, only the last one was left, and the whole class, who was originally a little desperate, suddenly perked up - but it was useless, the third problem Rong Xueli only wrote a step of decomposition, and the teacher saw her train of thought and sentenced her to death directly: "This solution is a side ball, not the right way, and the transformation of the second formula is completely different from 108,000 miles." According to your solution, you will have to change at least one more time before you can have a solution. Rong Xueli, today you argued with the teacher, is this your strength? Don't think that you are a bit great if you solve the second problem, tell you that you solved the second problem in the stupidest way, and did not think that the most straightforward solution is the second and the second. You stabbed this basket, and the whole class was implicated because of your words, and followed you to suffer, do you say you deserve to die? Three hundred times of classroom discipline, no negotiation, you all copy me, tomorrow morning I will personally come to collect, one by one to my hands, I check the number of copies on the spot, want to escape the door. ”

"I'll go!"

"Grip ——!"

This time, the class was in despair.

Even the only hope for the representation of mathematics has been extinguished, and it is strange not to die.

The whole class suddenly became depressed and decadent, sighing and sighing, and was more unwilling in their hearts. This is the uprising that died before it was completed, and it was just full of chicken blood and was about to rush forward, but it was directly strangled at the door of the house.

"This is going to be punished? Wouldn't it be a little early? Su Yi stood up at this time and began to walk towards the big blackboard in the direction of the podium.

"What is he—what is he going to do——?"

The whole class in despair was shocked, watching Su Yi pick up the chalk, erase Rong Xueli's answer, and then begin to decompose in the blank space below the third question, and they were all dumbfounded.

"What...... What, he is going to answer? ”

"With the strength of his Koko duck egg, he wants to solve this most difficult third problem?"

"Neurotic, he can't even answer the class representative, so he wants to answer? Still don't think the teacher is counting enough? ”

"A guy who is about to get out of the way, what kind of fuss is he making at this juncture? Do you want us to be scolded by the teacher a little more? ”

In a scream, contempt, suspicion, and surprise, the chalk held by the finger moved quickly on the blackboard, and the hard contacts turned into a treacherous wandering trajectory in a burst of friction, and finally at the moment when Su Yi pressed it hard, the chalk broke away from the blackboard, just like the painter drew the last stroke to put it away, shocking and amazing.

When the answer came out, the class was dumbfounded.