I have to say that Ling Yuwei is still quite talented in mathematics.

The same table was busy working on the questions above, but Lu Zichen was sleeping leisurely below.

Teacher Yang was angry.

Zhong Quinoa, who had average grades, had reached the peak, but Lu Zichen, who was originally excellent, was slumped.

"Lu Zichen, you come up too."

Lu Zichen didn't react.

Teacher Yang raised his voice and roared directly: "Lu Zichen!" ”

woke up suddenly, but saw Lu Zichen from Teacher Yang on the podium: ??

Why is Lao Yang here?

In math class these days, he slept when the bell rang, or played games, and he didn't lift the head of the whole class.

Ling Yuwei reminded in a whisper in the back: "Teacher Yang asked you to go up and do the questions." ”

Do the question?

For more than a year, he had forgotten what chalk looked like.

I looked at the title above and wondered.

When did their class become so powerful?

Is this something they should do?

"Lu Zichen, hurry up and do the question." Teacher Yang urged again.

Lu Zichen rarely gave face, and took a piece of chalk on stage.

Looking at his back, Jiang Yiran's heart slammed into a slam.

Lu Zichen has never listened to classes, isn't Teacher Yang making things difficult for him?

It didn't work for a long time, Lu Zichen scratched it on the blackboard with chalk, and it made a piercing sound, pulling Zhong Quinoa out of his thoughts.

She had already written almost, so she glanced at it, and it was the first time she saw him serious after the two of them were in a class.

Although he is always peeking at his own process, he is much better for him who usually ignores him.

Zhong Quinoa immediately stopped writing.

She wanted to see if the boy who had won at least three single subject scores in the exam was still there.

Lu Zichen saw that she didn't move, so he looked at him for a long time, and wanted to stop writing.

In his mind, a picture of Xia Keying teaching herself suddenly appeared.

He secretly cursed in his heart: It's really annoying.

Looked at the topic carefully, then sorted out Zhong Quinoa's thoughts, and followed along.

Teacher Yang's eyes flashed.

Lu Zichen has always been excellent, as long as he listens to lectures in class, he can achieve good results without practicing.

He was indeed sleeping during class these days, but he was reviewing what he had learned before, so he wanted to test whether he had listened to the class before.

Even if you can't do it, it's okay to have some ideas.

There's something like math that you don't even know how to come up with the answer.

The previous process copied Zhong Quinoa, and it is completely impossible to continue writing without ideas.

After not practicing for a long time, Lu Zichen is a little rusty, what can be calculated at a glance before, now needs to be calculated.

On the other hand, Zhong Quinoa stared at what he had written for a long time, and then dropped a number directly behind him, threw down the chalk and stepped down.

Before Mr. Yang could react, he looked at the answers on the blackboard and was suddenly pleasantly surprised.

The more Ling Yuwei looked at it, the more wrong it became, and she turned her head: "Did you not finish the process?" ”

Zhong Quinoa nodded, "The answer has already come out." ”

In the process of stopping the pen, she was not idle, silently calculating in her heart, drawing a few strokes on the blackboard from time to time to calculate, and directly calculated the answer.

There is no standard process, but this is not on the test paper, so it would be good to calculate it.

"You can watch Lu Zichen's."

As long as the number is not wrong, it is the correct answer.

When Lu Zichen calculated it, it was almost the end of class.

Turning his head to look at Zhong Quinoa's answer, he didn't continue writing after stopping writing, but came up with the answer directly, a little surprised.