I, go to the parent-teacher meeting for my eldest niece!

In order not to disturb everyone’s listening to the class, the math teacher stood beside Zhu Ganglie in the last row.

I wanted to borrow a pen and paper to record Wang Yi’s true scripture-like lecture method, but found that Zhu Ganglie, the pig, actually fell asleep on the table.

The math teacher was almost angry, Wang Yi spoke so wonderfully, the class listened attentively, but he was a pig who was asleep.

It’s like a plate of pig manure served at a wedding banquet, and no matter how delicious other dishes are, this plate of pig manure is disgusting and cannot be swallowed.

Originally, I thought that this Zhu Ganglie was a scholar who promoted the general in the (16) Ban Qizi, but I didn’t expect that he looked away, he was a scumbag with eyes that couldn’t read gold and jade.

Can’t clean up Zhang Qianqian, can’t you clean up Zhu Ganglie?

The mathematics teacher rarely burst out the momentum that a teacher should have, grabbed Zhu Ganglie’s ears, and threw Zhu Ganglie, who had not yet woken up, directly from the back door.

Then the math teacher can sit in Zhu Ganglie’s place.

There was indeed a little pig-killing noise during the process, but it didn’t hurt.

The math teacher apologized awkwardly, and then Wang Yi continued to lecture.

As for Zhu Ganglie, who cares if he lives or dies.

Happy learning is always short-lived, school calls come and class bells ring.

For the first time, the students of the third (16th) class of high school hated class so much.

“Keep talking!”

Zhang Qianqian shouted towards Wang Yi on the podium.

“Keep talking!”

“Keep talking!”

“Keep talking!”

The whole class also shouted along, shouting and beating at the same time, which was particularly rhythmic.

Wang Yi pouted and could only continue.

The ten minutes between classes were even shorter, and Wang Yi had just spoken three questions, and the class bell rang again.

The physics teacher lost sleep last night, took the courseware and walked into the third (16th) class of high school in a daze, and saw that the learning atmosphere in the class was thicker than that of the sharp knife class, thinking that he had gone to the wrong classroom.

The physics teacher exited the classroom and looked at the door number: Senior 3 (16) class, yes!

Walking into the classroom again, I saw the familiar face of Class (16) and the Chinese and Math teachers of Class (16): Yes, this is Class (16).

“Huh? Haven’t I woken up yet? ”

The physics teacher giggled in surprise.

“Teacher, can you skip class today?”

Zhang Qianqian shouted at the physics teacher.

“I want to too, but can you help me with class?”

The physics teacher spread his hands and smiled, he really didn’t want to go to class.

“I can’t, but my brother-in-law can!”

Zhang Qianqian pointed to Wang Yi on the podium and said loudly.

Wang Yi covered his forehead helplessly, did this big niece of his want to exhaust herself?

The physics teacher saw an eight-year-old child standing on the podium, and saw that the most scummy students in the school were listening to this child’s lecture intently, and said to himself stupidly: “It seems that I really didn’t wake up!” ”

Gao Junqin is the class teacher, afraid of misunderstanding, and briefly explained it to the physics teacher.

It’s good that she doesn’t explain, this explanation, the physics teacher even more suspects that she hasn’t woken up yet.

“Students, do you want to hear your uncle give a physics class?”

Zhang Qianqian asked loudly.

“Think!”

The class shouted in unison.

“Uncle, I’m tired of math, let’s talk about physics!”

Wang Yi is speechless, is there such a distress for his uncle?

But everyone was very enthusiastic, and Wang Yi was not good at pouring cold water on the class.

Seeing that this physics teacher was confused and hadn’t woken up yet, he was really uneasy to hand over the physics class to him.

So, Wang Yi began to talk about physics again.

The mathematics teacher sitting in the last row was stunned, he thought that Wang Yi was just a mathematician, but he didn’t expect that physics was also so proficient.

The physics teacher standing in front of the math teacher was also stunned, when he first entered the door, he obviously saw Wang Yi talking about mathematics, but now why is physics again? Did you really not wake up?

Gao Junqin’s face showed an excited and relieved smile.

The whole class listened to Wang Yi’s crosstalk lecture with relish.

Only Zhu Ganglie stood alone outside the classroom, crying his face, like a grudge.

After the physics class, it was followed by the Chinese class.

Gao Junqin felt sorry for Wang Yi and wanted to let Wang Yi take a break and take classes by himself.

But the whole class disagreed, that is, to listen to Wang Yi’s class.

Even the math teacher and the physics teacher did not agree and wanted to listen to Wang Yi’s class.

That’s right, these two teachers didn’t leave, and they kept listening to Wang Yi’s lectures.

Wang Yi’s lecture is like talking about crosstalk, which is particularly interesting, and listening to Wang Yi’s lecture can also learn a lot of teaching skills.

These two teachers are reluctant to leave.

In fact, Gao Junqin also wants to listen to Wang Yi’s lectures, especially Wang Yi’s language, and wants to learn interesting teaching skills from Wang Yi.

Wang Yi just modestly pushed back, and then Gao Junqin sat down next to Zhang Qianqian again and listened to Wang Yi’s Chinese class.

Wang Yi was speechless and continued to lecture in Chinese lessons.

After the English class, everyone is patriotic and dislikes English.

As soon as the English teacher entered the door, everyone was punished to stand in the last row, and then Wang Yi continued to speak English.

The math teacher had other classes, but he didn’t want to go to it, so he wanted to listen to Wang Yi speak English.

It’s ridiculous that he listens to English classes as a math teacher.

The physics teacher wanted him to go, and when he left, Zhu Ganglie’s seat was the physics teacher’s.

The English teacher looked confused, not knowing what the hell they were doing.

What English needs is accumulation, and it is not good to learn it in the short term.

But with Wang Yi here, everything is not a thing.

Although English needs to be accumulated, but the question test is skill, Wang Yi directly took a test paper and analyzed the skills of the questions for the students.

With this set of skills, 60 points on the test is a breeze.

It’s not to go to the exam for one, rush a small two, 60 points in English is enough.

After listening to Wang Yi’s English class, the English teacher was stunned, but I didn’t expect that English could be taught like this, which was really beneficial.

The four classes in the morning were spent in Wang Yi’s crosstalk style teaching.

Although the students were reluctant, they also wanted Wang Yi to give lectures to everyone without taking a break at noon.

But Wang Yi talked all morning, his throat was smoking, and he really had to rest.

If it weren’t for the superhuman-like physical qualities given by the system, Wang Yi would probably have been speechless in his voice.

During the lunch meal, Zhang Qianqian told Gao Junqin about the morning, and Gao Junqin could only smile bitterly helplessly.

After taking a nap for lunch, I came to the classroom in the afternoon, and the whole class collectively took the teacher’s leave and continued to let Wang Yi lecture.

Wang Yi could only smile bitterly helplessly.