Chapter 588: Genius Can't Be Buried

After Chu Xiangjun finished writing, he put the pen on the podium, and then returned to his seat, and in the strange atmosphere, he sorted out his schoolbag and carried it on his back. Please search () to see the most complete!

Fu Shulan said that she wanted to go back to celebrate Lai Hongsheng's birthday, she had been dragged by the teacher for a long time, and if she walked back, it would be too late, Chu Xiangjun didn't want to listen to Fu Shulan's nagging, so she didn't plan to stay and watch the math teacher recalculate and explain the answers she had already obtained.

"Teacher, I still have something to do at home, so I'll go first. Chu Xiangjun said hello to the math teacher.

The math teacher hadn't recovered from the shock, but nodded instinctively, and then watched Chu Xiangjun's back leave the classroom.

Chu Xiangjun left, and the other students in the classroom looked at the math teacher with eager eyes.

Sweat drops from the math teacher's forehead!

This kind of eager thirst for knowledge is rarely seen in the genius class.

But now it appeared on the faces of the students in the snail class, but the math teacher didn't really think that they were studious, it was entirely, they just wanted to know if the answer Chu Xiangjun had solved was correct.

The math teacher then picked up the pen on the table and began to solve the problem, because it was made by himself, so he still needed to recalculate the correct answer.

Gotta got, gotta got.

The classroom was quiet except for the sound of the math teacher's nose touching the blackboard.

Because it had been a long time since school ended, the school building had already quieted down.

The math teacher calculated for a while, and when he finally came up with the answer, his face was a wry smile.

From looking at Chu Xiangjun's calculations just now, the math teacher knew that Chu Xiangjun's answer was absolutely correct.

Looking at the answer he solved and Chu Xiangjun's answer, it was exactly the same, and the math teacher's expression was extremely complicated.

In the classroom, there was silence at first, until a classmate sighed: "It's actually correct", and the classroom exploded.

"My God, Chu Xiangjun is simply a scholar, no, it's a god. ”

"I actually used the knowledge of junior high school, high school, and university to solve the problem, it's too awesome, can people in the genius class do it, and the first little bee in the genius class can't do it!"

"Chu Xiangjun is simply the pride of our snail class, my idol. ”

"Whew, she's not just my idol, she's also my goddess. ”

......

The students were excited.

Qiao Shan stared at Chu Yingxuan's back, who didn't react at all, with a complicated expression, and stopped talking.

Chu Yingxuan's eyes were already red at the moment, with grievances and unwilling tears in her eyes.

......

After autumn, it is early in the summer when it gets dark.

Chu Xiangjun walked on the road with easy steps, and today Liang Xiaodao did not stick, but fell quietly.

The phone in his pocket rang suddenly, Chu Xiangjun took out the phone, and saw an unfamiliar number, but it was not marked as harassment or advertising calls, Chu Xiangjun then pressed the connect button, and when he heard the sound from inside, Chu Xiangjun was quite surprised, because this call was actually from the math teacher.

"No, genius can't be buried, your talent needs a better environment to learn, the students in the snail class are impetuous, their minds are useless to study, you will be affected if you stay inside, I will go and tell Director Li tomorrow to transfer you to the genius class." ”

The math teacher's tone was very tough, and after that, he was afraid that Chu Xiangjun would refuse, so he hung up the phone directly.

Chu Xiangjun: "......"

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