The real daughter returns, and she got out of Tsinghua University

Chapter 84 Crowd
"Are you sure the person who spoke English just now is the end of the season?"

"It's her fault."

"Fuck, what did I miss?"

The first female college student to connect was completely speechless, because she didn't understand what was said at the end of the season.

"You, you say it again?"

She blurted out, she was really shocked, isn't the end of the season a college scumbag?It was reported on the Internet that her English score was zero. How could she speak such fluent English?
It seems that I still don’t give up. I repeated it at the end of the season. This time I looked at the camera, and the speaking speed was also slowed down. It was still a standard London accent, which was very nice.

There are question marks all over the public screen, really, no one will believe that they can speak fluent English at the end of the season without witnessing it with their own eyes.

Soon someone was connected again.

"Sister Ji, I'm a senior high school student..."

Someone really came up and asked questions. After the student showed the question in front of the camera, five seconds later, Ji Mo picked up a pen and began to answer him.

"See it clearly? There needs to be an invariant here, which is hidden in the title and is easily overlooked."

The student nodded excitedly, "Sister Ji, can I ask another question?"

"can."

The student took out a thick wrong question book, which was full of questions that he hadn't figured out yet.

Someone on the public screen called him not to push his feet.

"Drag! It's disgusting, this person is obviously the one who was looking for at the end of the season."

"I think it's the same, live lecture topic, who does she think she is? A university professor?"

"Sister Ji, can you explain this question for me?"

The students who connected were also trying to see their ideas, but they didn't expect to really explain it to him at the end of the season.

"The domain of a function is..."

Just glance at the question, and at the end of the quarter, he can quickly say the answer, and the explanation is very detailed, the student nods frequently, and he doesn't want to end the connection at all.

"Sister Ji, can I meet you offline?" He begged pitifully.

"No."

"What?"

It was not easy to meet a good teacher who could split the topic, crush it, and explain it clearly. He didn't want to miss it.

"No time to."

10 minutes per person is fair and reasonable.

The world in the live broadcast room soared.

2+, 3+...10+
"Jingle bell~"

The fat man took out his phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello? Who is it?"

"Hi Xiong Qi, I'm the person in charge of an educational institution, and I want to talk to you about advertising cooperation..."

When he saw that there was an extra 2 yuan in the mobile banking, the fat man trembled with excitement.

"Hurry up, put up an advertisement on the wall behind Mo Mo, we can't just collect money and do nothing."

The live broadcast lasted for more than 40 minutes, and the fatty tremblingly pasted the name of that educational institution on the wall.

At the end of the season, I looked back and continued to answer questions from netizens.

The public screen of the live broadcast room.

There are not too many real students, black fans account for 90%, and 89% of them are ignorant and incompetent Internet keyboard players.

Crowd, mob, gathering together like crows, describing a group of improvised and undisciplined people.

These Internet trolls are like this. They don't have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. When others say what they say, they immediately say the same thing.

I've seen one with bound feet, but no one with bound cerebellum.

Although at the end of the season, he seriously answered the math problems with the connected students, some people still typed disgusting and mocking words on the public screen.

They don't believe that the person they sprayed for more than half a year is better than themselves.

(End of this chapter)