Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 93

The following physics classes became more and more tense.

In class, the physics teacher will not say a word except for the topic.

After finishing the lectures every day, students are often asked to go to the blackboard to answer the questions. Perhaps it is because there was controversy after talking about Qingran’s talent in class that day. After that, the physics teacher did not ask Qingran to answer the questions again.

Today is the last physics class.

When the class was about to end, the physics teacher habitually wrote two questions on the blackboard.

In the same way, two people were called up to do the questions, this time it was Xie Ying'an and Wen Shiyi.

Qingran found out that this physics teacher seemed to like Wen Shiyi very much, and would ask Wen Shiyi to answer questions almost every few days. In this physics class, Wen Shiyi was the student who went up to answer questions most frequently.

It also satisfies the fact that the book is loved by teachers.

The two questions this time were not easy. Wen Shiyi still walked over from the right side. She stood in front of the questions for a while, as if she felt unable to write.

Xie Ying'an was still sitting in the old god's seat, Qingran thought he didn't hear, although Xie Ying'an came to class during this period, but he used to be distracted in class.

She gently pulled Xie Ying'an's arm, and Xie Ying'an might as well grab her fingers.

The young man's warm and dry fingers staggered away from her fingertips, and tightly intertwined with hers.

Qingran glanced sideways in a panic, and Xie Yingan stared directly at the blackboard, as if looking at the solution to the problem.

It seemed that the person who grabbed Qingran's hand was not him at all.

If it weren't for his eyelashes not trembling, Qingran would have almost believed it.

She struggled hard, but couldn't break free.

"A little nervous," the young man's lips were still, and he didn't know how the voice came out: "Let me have the good luck of answering the question last time."

Ah!Qingran almost wanted to sneer.

I really believe your nervousness!
Isn't Xie Ying'an just indirectly reminding her that she grabbed his hand before going to the blackboard to do the problem last time?
Boys are always stronger than girls. Qingran is afraid of being seen by others, so she dare not struggle anymore.

The weather at the end of April was already a bit hot, and after a while, a thin layer of sweat broke out on the palms of the two of them.

After teaching Xie Yingan for more than a month, the physics teacher and the students in this class also got to know Xie Yingan. He would never think on the podium when he had no ideas for solving problems.

Qingran struggled again, Xie Ying'an seemed to have an idea to solve the problem, then let go of Qingran's hand, and walked slowly to the podium with long legs.

Wen Shiyi was still looking for ideas to solve the problem.

Qingran breathed a sigh of relief, and then calmed down to read the questions on the blackboard.

The question on the left was mostly covered by Xie Ying'an, and the rest of the question could not be seen at all.

Qingran turned his head to look at the question on the right. Wen Shiyi was holding a chalk in his hand and was still looking at the question. He probably didn't have the idea to solve it yet.

Wen Shiyi's question was indeed difficult, but Wen Shiyi had been studying it for a long time.

Qingran picked up the pen and lowered his head, and wrote down the known conditions given by the question on the draft paper.

The chalk was squeaking on the blackboard. Wen Shiyi seemed to be in a hurry. She glanced at Xie Ying'an, and bravely began to write the formula.

When the first formula came out, Qingran saw the problem. Wen Shiyi's thinking in solving the problem was wrong, and she was successfully confused by the confusing conditions on the question.

As long as the first formula is wrong, there is almost no need to look at the rest, it must be wrong.

Xie Ying'an had already finished writing, he threw the chalk into the trash can, and looked at his finger that was stained white by the chalk with some distaste.

When I got back to my seat, I asked Qingran for wet wipes.

Qingran was taken aback, looked at Xie Ying'an suspiciously, and whispered, "How do you know there are wet wipes in my schoolbag?"

Xie Yingan was also taken aback, he quickly reacted, avoided Qingran's gaze, and asked with some guilt: "Is there not?"

Added another sentence: "Don't you girls always carry these with you?"

Those who fart will carry these with them, but Ruan Ruan and Zheng Chunming never carry wet wipes with them.

That is to say, she would feel that her palms were always sweaty and sticky in summer, so she kept a pack of wet wipes in her schoolbag.

Qingran lowered his head and took out a small pack of wet wipes from his schoolbag and handed it to Xie Ying'an, secretly slandering him for fake cleanliness, touching chalk and wiping his hands with wet wipes.

The boy lowered his eyes and carefully wiped his fingers with a wet towel, one by one. His long and straight eyelashes drooped, and he didn't know what he had done just now. The tear mole in front of his eyes was as red as the root of his ear.

After all, Qing Ran grew up with him, and Xie Ying'an felt a little guilty, she could tell.

But Xie Ying'an didn't want to say it, could she force her to ask?

Qingran looked up at the question Xie Yingan had done. In comparison, Xie Yingan's question was a little more complicated than Wen Shiyi's.

However, Xie Ying'an's problem-solving ideas are not cumbersome. Compared with Wen Shiyi's problem-solving steps, Xie Ying'an's problem-solving ideas can not be described as concise.

Many students in the class lowered their heads to calculate the problems on the blackboard on the scratch paper, and the only sound in the classroom was the rustling of pens on the paper.

At the end of the calculation, Wen Shiyi finally noticed the abnormality. She took a step back and looked at the steps of solving the problem carefully. When she turned around, her face was still nervous and anxious.

Wen Shiyi turned her head and whispered something to the physics teacher standing next to her, who nodded.

Wen Shiyi picked up the blackboard and erased the answer she had written for a long time, and then picked up the chalk to write again. This time, the idea of ​​solving the problem was correct.

Qingran used her own thinking to answer Xie Yingan's question, and after she figured out the answer, she raised her head to check with Xie Yingan's answer.

Exactly the same, it seems to be right.

Xie Ying'an turned half of his body to look over, and when he saw Qingran's answer, the corner of the boy's mouth slowly curled up: "I'll just say, it's your good luck."

Qingran: "..."

You can pull it down!

After Wen Shiyi finished writing the question, the physics teacher explained the two questions.

It may be because of the last class, the students all listened carefully.

Before the end of get out of class, the physics teacher bid farewell to the students: "Students, our short-term teacher-student relationship will end soon, but mountains and rivers will always meet again. I hope you will make breakthroughs in physics in the future..."

The atmosphere in the class was a little dignified. At the age of sixteen or seventeen, it was the time when the feelings were the strongest. The sudden sadness made several girls shed tears.

Xie Ying'an was most afraid of girls crying, so he turned his eyes to look at Qingran. Before that, Xie Ying'an thought of several ways to deal with Qingran crying.

But when he really looked at the past, the scene of the girl crying with pear blossoms and rain in his imagination did not exist.

Qingran is following the formula that the physics teacher just explained, and is doing the physics compulsory questions that have only come to her on the ninth day.

Xie Ying'an glanced at the page number, page 79.

The students in this class have been taking physics class for more than a month, and I am afraid that there are not many of them who have completed the required questions on page 79.

Gee!
Xie Ying'an thought: It seems that Li Qingran drives him and Li Qingmo out at ten o'clock every night, which is a little too early. She is definitely not like what she said, she must go to bed at ten o'clock!
(End of this chapter)