An Ning closed the newspaper, ate xiaolongbao with soy milk, and calculated the time for Jiangxia's next step.

"Bang" pushed the door, Luo Li came in from the outside sweating profusely, she held on to the door frame with a snort, and shook the newspaper in her hand with one hand.

"Newspaper. Look."

"The newspaper reads."

An Ning raised the newspaper in her hand for Luo Li to see, Luo Li panted and nodded, holding on to the door frame, moving along the railing next to the bed, step by step, this difficult appearance made An Ning really unable to stand it.

"Don't!"

"I'll do it myself!"

Luo Li made a gesture to stop An Ning's help, became self-reliant, and finally landed safely on her buttocks, and the whole person began to pour angry.

"What are you doing?"

An Ning walked over, and a finger appeared on Luo Li's side waist.

"Hey, huh? All right? ”

Luo Li, who was uncomfortable, glanced at An Ning suspiciously, and grabbed her finger curiously.

"How did you do that? Are there acupuncture points here? How much force? Is there a special technique? ”

Three questions in a row made An Ning calmly pull back his fingers, return to his position, sit sideways and say: "Ancestral mastery, not passed on." ”

Luo Li on the other side finally eased up, and said energetically: "Understand, understand, if someone in my family does some research, it will be good to do the confidential work." ”

"By the way, the matter of your neighbor Jiang Xia is over like this?"

"This pretending Jiang Xia, he is from the Xiao family, and it's not right, his name is really Jiang Xia, and he is a member of the Xiao family."

Luo Li gushed about what she knew, listening quietly.

"Did you hear what I said? Let me tell you, the Xiao family is a bit powerful. ”

Luo Li looked solemn and looked at An Ning in a serious tone.

An Ning smiled slightly: "I heard it, I know about the Xiao family." ”

Luo Li nodded, not asking too much.

After breakfast in the dormitory, the two went to class with their textbooks.

When An Ning arrived in the classroom, it attracted everyone's attention.

Zhou Xiaoshan raised a hand high, waved it and shouted, "Master, here!" ”

An Ning nodded at Zhou Xiaoshan and walked towards the seat he occupied. Do you need to be so forward?

In the classroom, in the middle of the first row, Zhou Xiaoshan moved the books on a table, with the expectation of hoping to be praised.

"Master!"

"It's fast."

An Ning didn't like to sit in the first row, but thanks to Zhou Xiaoshan's efforts, she still sat down.

Three minutes after An Ning sat down, the teacher came in for class.

Roll call, class, no nonsense.

An Ning was distracted when she listened, she wanted to listen well, but she was like a candidate preparing for the college entrance examination to listen to the first grade of primary school, it was really a little boring.

Today is a new teacher who came back from studying abroad, although I have heard the name of An Ning, but I don't think she is really that powerful.

Being able to solve one or two questions doesn't mean she's good at everything.

Sitting in the first row, the teacher's peace under the teacher's nose was discovered by the teacher when he began to wander.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The white chalk ash drifted around An Ning's eyes, and the smell between her noses made her frown and squint, thinking to herself, she really couldn't sit in the first row.

"This student looks confident, why don't you come up and solve the problem."

The contempt in the voice was captured by tranquility.

She waved her hand twice in the air, fanning away the chalk ash.

"Okay."

After An Ning got up, he was a little taller than the teacher on the podium, and he even overpowered the teacher in momentum, and for a while, the two people on the podium couldn't tell who was the leader.

The sound of writing without a pause.

The teacher on the side of the podium, the chalk in his hand was crushed, and there was no teacher in his eyes, only full of disgust and joy when he saw the students achieving good results.

"Teacher, I've written it."

An Ning put down the chalk in his hand, his fingers gently pinched, and prepared to step off the podium.

"The answer is the same as in a textbook...... Students should still study in a down-to-earth manner. ”

The teacher continued: "Students should be like students, study honestly, and don't be careful. ”

The targeted words, the disgusted body language, made An Ning, who had not yet sat down, stop and turn around.

Unwarranted disgust, if it is not jealousy that others are better than her, then someone instructs it.

"Teacher, you are right, students should study hard, so I have a question, could you please answer it?"

It looks like An Ning of the obedient student, and he is in a confrontational posture with the teacher on the podium.

"And self-knowledge, let's talk about it."

The corners of An Ning's mouth rose slightly, and she walked up to the podium, took out a red piece of chalk from the chalk box, walked back to the place where she solved the problem, and stopped in front of the content of the teacher's lecture.

The red chalk was held high and circled in a circle on the blackboard.

"Teacher, it's wrong here, I think as a teacher, you still need to prepare for class well, and don't be too messy, right, teacher?"

Innocent and peaceful, he very politely put down the chalk, walked off the podium, took the books on the table in the first row, and walked towards the back.

"Tranquility! What are you doing? ”

"In class, do you openly insult the teacher? You know the act."

The short female teacher on the podium stopped abruptly because An Ning did not leave the classroom, but sat in the last row by the door.

Sitting in peace, it is the shallow smile again, and the calm posture is completely different from the teacher.

"Teacher, the chalk ash is a little choking, I'll sit here and listen to you."

"You can rest assured that if there is another mistake, I, as a serious student, will definitely remind the teacher with the standard answer."

The students in the classroom only felt that the shaped knives were flying over the classroom, one in and one out, and even drops of blood could be seen.

"You ———"

The teacher on the podium didn't expect An Ning to be so powerful, she thought she was a little smart student, as a teacher, she was a steady grasp of a student.

But why did things turn out differently?

"Teacher, shouldn't you correct your mistakes, after all, so many students are still waiting for your wisdom to be sown."

The teacher on the podium was angry with An Ning's words, but there was a feeling that he couldn't get out of his temper.

"Teacher, we don't know yet."

Zhou Xiaoshan raised his hand and shouted, with a thirst for knowledge in his eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that he occupied a seat, and that master, it would really make people think that he wanted to learn.

The teacher on the podium was sung and harmonized by An Ning and Zhou Xiaoshan, and he couldn't get off the stage, so he was half angry and started to talk with a stomach.

But probably because temper occupies the high ground of the brain, leaving little room for wisdom, and the more angry she is, the more mistakes she makes.

Every time a mistake is made, it is corrected by Anning.

In the back, there is more than one person who corrects mistakes.

(End of chapter)