Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland

Chapter 413 The Teacher's Difficulty

An Ning closed the newspaper, ate steamed buns with soy milk, and calculated Jiang Xia's next step.

With a "bang" sound of the door being pushed, Luo Li came in from outside sweating profusely. She was panting and holding on to the door frame, shaking the newspaper in her hand with one hand.

"Newspaper. Look."

"Read the newspaper."

An Ning held up the newspaper at hand for Luo Li to see. Luo Li nodded heavily, holding on to the door frame and moving along the railing beside the bed step by step. This difficult appearance made An Ning really unbearable. .

"do not!"

"I can do it myself!"

Luo Li made a gesture to stop An Ning's help, she stood up for herself, and finally landed safely on her buttocks, and her whole body began to lose her temper.

"Are you out of your temper?"

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

"Hey, eh? Are you ready?"

Luo Li, who was in a bad mood, looked at An Ning suspiciously, and grabbed her finger curiously.

"How did you do it? Are there acupuncture points here? How much strength? Is there a special technique?"

After three questions in a row, An Ning calmly pulled her finger back, returned to her seat, sat sideways and said, "The unique knowledge passed down from the ancestors, don't pass it on to the outside world."

Luo Li, who was opposite her, finally came to her senses, and she said energetically, "Understood, I understand. If anyone in my family does some research, it's good to keep it secret."

"By the way, that's the end of your neighbor Jiang Xia's matter?"

"This impersonating Jiang Xia, he is from the Xiao family. It's not right. His real name is Jiang Xia. His mother is from the Xiao family."

Luo Li talked about what she knew and listened quietly.

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

Luo Li looked solemnly and looked at An Ning with a serious tone.

An Ning smiled slightly and said, "I heard, I know about the Xiao family."

Luo Li nodded, not asking too much.

The two of them finished breakfast in the dormitory, and went to class with their textbooks.

When An Ning came to the classroom, she attracted everyone's attention.

Zhou Xiaoshan raised one hand high, waved it and shouted: "Master, here!"

An Ning nodded at Zhou Xiaoshan, and walked towards the seat he occupied, but...does it need to be so far in front?

In the classroom, in the middle of the first row, Zhou Xiaoshan moved away a book on the table, looking forward to being praised.

"master!"

"It's pretty fast."

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

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

Roll roll, class, no nonsense.

An Ning lost her mind when she listened to it. She wanted to listen carefully, but she was like a student who was preparing for the college entrance examination and went to the first grade class of elementary school. It was really boring.

Today is a new teacher who has returned from studying abroad. Although I have heard of An Ning's name, I don't think she is really that powerful.

Knowing how to solve one or two questions does not mean that she is good at everything.

Sitting in the first row, An Ning under the teacher's eyelids was noticed by the teacher when he started to lose his mind.

"clap clap"

White chalk dust fell around An Ning's eyes, and the smell in her nose made her frown and squint, thinking that she really couldn't sit in the first row.

"This student looks very confident, why not come up and solve the problem."

The contempt in the voice makes An Ning capture it.

She waved one hand twice in the air, fanning away the chalk dust.

"it is good."

After An Ning got up, she was a little taller than the teacher on the podium, and even more powerful than the teacher on the podium. For a moment, the two people on the podium couldn't tell who was the leader.

The sound of brushing and writing, without a single pause.

The teacher on the edge of the podium, the chalk in his hand was crushed, there was no teacher in his eyes, and he was full of disgust when he saw the relief and joy of the students getting good grades.

"Teacher, I have finished writing."

An Ning put down the chalk in her hand, rubbed her fingers lightly, and was about to step off the podium.

"The answer standard is the same as in the textbook...Students should still learn in a down-to-earth way."

The teacher continued to say something in his words: "Students should behave like students, study honestly, and don't engage in some small thoughts."

The targeted words and disgusting body language made An Ning, who hadn't sat down, stop and turn around.

Unreasonable dislike, if it is not jealousy that others are better than her, then it is someone instigated.

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

An Ning, who looked like an obedient student, was confronting the teacher on the podium.

"There is also 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 chalk from the chalk box, walked back to the place where she was solving the problem, and stopped in front of the content of the teacher's lecture.

The red chalk was held up high, and it circled a circle on the blackboard without any seriousness.

"Teacher, I'm wrong here. I think that as a teacher, you still need to prepare lessons well, and don't be too distracted, is that right, teacher?"

Innocent An Ning put down the chalk very politely, stepped off the podium, took the books on the table in the first row, and walked to the back.

"An Ning! What are you doing?"

"In class, publicly insulting the teacher? Behavior you know"

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

Sitting peacefully, there was that shallow smile again, and the calm posture was completely different from the teacher.

"Teacher, the chalk dust is a bit choking, I will sit here and listen to you."

"You can rest assured that if there are any more mistakes, as a serious student, I will definitely remind the teacher with standard answers."

The students in the classroom only felt the shaped knives flying over the classroom, and they could even see drops of blood as they entered and exited.

"you---"

The teacher on the podium didn't expect An Ning to be so talkative. She thought she was a smart student. As a teacher, she was very sure about a student.

But why did things develop differently?

"Teacher, should you correct your mistakes, after all, so many students are still waiting for your wisdom to spread."

The teacher on the podium was outraged by An Ning's words, but he still had a feeling that he couldn't express his temper.

"Teacher, we don't know how to do it yet."

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

If it weren't for seeing him occupying a seat and saying "Master", it would really make people think that he wants to learn.

The teacher on the podium was choked up by An Ning and Zhou Xiaoshan, so he couldn't get off the stage, and he was so angry that he started to give a lecture.

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

Every time he made a mistake, he was corrected by An Ning.

At the back, An Ning is not the only one who corrects mistakes.

(End of this chapter)