Run, host she's not right

Chapter 147 Three Good Students 19
I saw "Qiu Li" standing on the podium, picking up a chalk brush and writing on the blackboard, writing down another solution of the formula on the blackboard in a flowing manner.

The students watched carefully, intending to see what monsters "Qiu Li" was about to make, but they were a little dizzy after watching.

It was clear at the beginning, after all, there were only a few numbers and letters, but later on, the formula became longer and longer, and the more they read it, the less they could understand what it was written in.

How could there be such a large string of numbers and letters in the blink of an eye?
And wasn't Qiu Li the same kind of person as them before, the same scumbag who didn't read books at all?
How did it become so powerful in the blink of an eye?

Gan!This Qiu Li was secretly rolling them up!
Zhong Li stopped writing and tapped the blackboard with his fingers, "This is the first solution."

The students were all dumbfounded, what, this is the end?
What is this written about?
Although they didn't attend the class, they didn't care about what the teacher said at all, and they didn't understand what "Qiu Li" wrote on the blackboard, but looking at the numbers she wrote, they were fewer and shorter than Liu Qingle's, and Liu Qingle's Looking surprised, I understood that this time "Qiu Li" was written correctly.

But this did not impress them, after all, they "look down" on good students who love to learn.

So the students in the class looked at Zhongli without saying a word, planning to see what she was going to do next, how did she become so powerful in the blink of an eye?
After Zhong Li finished writing this set of algorithms, he didn't stop writing, but continued to write on the blackboard with chalk.

This is obviously to write the second algorithm.

After writing the second algorithm, she started to write the third algorithm.

This made a group of students who didn't like to study turn their attention to Zhongli.

Some were surprised, some were confused, and some whispered.

"Is she writing a third algorithm? What's the difference?"

"You ask me who I ask?!"

If he knew the difference, it would be more surprising than Qiu Li could write these algorithms.

"I compared them. The order of numbers in these algorithms is different. It should be other algorithms, right?"

"Hey, I wrote the equal sign. Is this algorithm finished?"

"Which equal sign? The blackboard is full of equal signs!"

This time, the students stopped erratic. Even if they couldn't understand, they all looked at the blackboard, wondering how many more calculations "Qiu Li" had written.

And Liu Qingle had a look of disbelief, and then began to pinch her own arm non-stop.

He is sure!

I must be dreaming!

Apart from dreams, these things simply cannot happen in the real world!

The student who keeps writing various formulas on the blackboard can appear in this world, but it is absolutely impossible to appear in this school! ! !
When I couldn't understand what Zhongli wrote, some students quietly asked the only two students in the class who would read it in class.

"How many algorithms has Qiuli written down?"

This is the first time someone has spoken to Zhou Ziyu so kindly.

But she didn't feel anything, but stared at the blackboard intently, unwilling to look away at all, and said.

"The fourth type."

"Hiss!" The classmate gasped, and asked impatiently.

"Then she wrote it right. Compared with that little glasses, who can write better?"

"Small glasses?"

Zhou Ziyu turned around with some doubts, full of puzzlement.

Who is this little glasses?

"The little glasses are him!"

That classmate snarled at Liu Qingle.

Wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, he looks handsome and knowledgeable. He looks like an elegant and outstanding young talent, but he has won the nickname "Little Glasses" among a group of students.

Hearing that it was the teacher Liu Qingle, Zhou Ziyu, who heard the teacher's nickname for the first time, was a little surprised. His eyes swept over Liu Qingle, and finally fell on Zhong Li in front of the blackboard.

"She wrote everything right, and there was nothing wrong with it!"

"And her algorithm is very strange. It's not the same as Teacher Liu's. There are so many calculation formulas, all of which are solutions that no one has ever imagined. Based on this alone, Qiu Li is better than the teacher."

Zhou Ziyu blinked and looked at Zhongli with admiration.

As a good student at a key school in the city, Zhou Ziyu can naturally understand the formulas of these problems, and she can also see that the solution of "Qiu Li" is a solution that she has never written since she was a child.

She has attended so many remedial classes since she was a child, wrote so many exercises, and experienced so many teachers, but she has never seen Qiu Li's solution.

Surprisingly unimaginable solution.

And her solution is simpler and easier than their calculations from elementary school to adulthood.

It can be said that Zhou Ziyu was unwilling to take a look away from the blackboard, because she was afraid that if she looked away, she would not know what "Qiu Li" was writing.

Hearing this, the students who couldn't understand finally took a breath.

Oh my god, "Qiu Li" is so powerful?

It's even more powerful than small glasses? !
So people began to stare at the blackboard, counting how many algorithms "Qiu Li" had written.

Although they can't understand the solution, they can still understand the problem by copying it. So when they see "Qiu Li" and write the formula in a different place, they know that this is a new solution.

"the fifth……"

"sixth……"

"No, this is the fifth one?"

"the seventh!"

"Wow! It's the eighth!"

Originally, only one or two people started counting, and then the whole class started counting.

They looked nervous, held their breath and looked at Zhongli, even if they were dizzy and sweating profusely, they didn't care.

...After all, they can't understand the title, so they can only count this.

When Zhong Li stopped writing, the entire surface, the blackboard brought back by air from abroad, was densely filled with words.

Just looking at it makes people dizzy.

The students at the bottom asked cautiously.

"Write, are you done?"

They can't understand these calculations, so they really don't know whether they have finished writing or not.

Zhong Li looked up at the blackboard that was already full of words, nodded, with a little regret: "Not yet, the blackboard is full."

She still has several algorithms that haven't been written yet.

At first, seeing "Qiu Li" nodded, the students in the class began to cheer, but when they heard her say that she hadn't finished writing and there was no room to write, these students started to rush, and immediately sent to the school leader. A new blackboard is coming.

The school leader who heard this: "???"

I almost thought I heard it wrong, why should I change the blackboard?
Could it be that the blackboard in their classroom was destroyed by students?

This is not unheard of.

But this group of students came to the school to pass the time, and the teachers didn't even exist, let alone looking at the blackboard.

It was the first time for them to change the blackboard in such a hurry, as if they were interested in learning.

(End of this chapter)