The playground behind the school.

In general, there are always many people in such places after school.

But today is different.

The first middle school is very quiet.

Zhao Jianjian always felt that something was wrong. When he was in class, he didn't forget to throw a note at his brother Nan. The content was very simple and rough: "brother Nan, I want to do something! You have to be careful! "

Mobei didn't tell him it wasn't the first middle school.

It's her engagement with the K God.

With that influence, it's easy for people in No. 1 middle school not to go to the back playground.

Mobei didn't move after he read the note.

But the math teacher who was standing on the stage was already focused on the "bad student": "Monan, come up and solve this problem."

The math teacher is the last to like this "Monan". Although their school is really not good, ranking the bottom of the province, but his teaching level is OK.

Other classes can get to the pass line the most.

Only this crane tail, let him miss this year's excellent teacher selection.

"I can't work it out. You won't have to come back later!"

The math teacher has a gloomy face.

Most of the people are waiting to see a good play.

Zhao Jianjian starts to look for the same table to ask for the answer, and wants to help his brother Nan.

He is the first in the class at the same table, full of pimples: "why should I help him? A crooked man who was kicked out by the former club has a very good character. How about playing games? I hate the scum of selling people. Don't you like to show off yourself, let him solve it by himself, and see what he can solve?"

"You!" Zhao Jianjian wants to kick people when he is angry.

But he saw that the young man over there had stood up with his trouser bag in one hand. His legs were as long as walking pictorials. He stretched out his right hand and took a piece of chalk from the desk.

Mobei's fingers are really very suitable for the competition. It's not only long but also beautiful.

And hand speed.

When a series of solving steps appear on the blackboard.

The female students under the stage only noticed the beautiful young man like an iceberg, acting like water.

But the math teacher, after seeing how to solve the problem, stopped there heavily.

I got it right!

With or he has never taught the problem-solving ideas!

Mathematics teacher's heart is complex.

This is really a ghost!

How can a person who scores more than 20 in math test solve this problem!

As a student, Zhao Jianjian didn't know that his brother had solved the right problem. He thought that the math teacher was mad because of his anger.

He made a look at his brother Nan, which means that you should say something nice soon.

However, his South brother seemed to have broken the signal with him. His handsome face was sideways, his voice was very weak, and he was naturally cold: "teacher, can I sit back?"

It's over.

Zhao Jianjian took a deep breath, afraid that the picture was too beautiful. He did not dare to see it and covered his eyes.

But listen to a burst of light cough: "go back."

Eh? Eh? Eh?

Zhao Jianjian was dazed.

What's the situation.

Put brother Nan back.

Shouldn't we just let him out for a class?

The math teacher pushed the glasses on his face to prepare for the second question.

The first one in the class didn't understand why the math teacher wanted to put Monan back. After all, he was unfamiliar with the problem-solving process, which was different from what the teacher said.

"Teacher, since this person has problems in solving problems, don't let him continue to disturb other students. I suggest that he go outside the classroom."

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