Let you teach, you turn the scumbags into the top students

At the same time that Su Yan opened the live broadcast room.

Mathematics teacher Zhang Hongjia of the ninth middle school.

After dinner, Zhang Hong squatted in front of the computer, waiting to watch Su Yan’s live broadcast.

She didn’t believe it either.

But Wang Zhi’s performance is also amazing.

There is no way to explain it with common sense.

So she was also skeptical.

After eight o’clock in the evening, Zhang Hong, who was sleepy, yawned and was about to go to the toilet first, and then come back to squat.

As a result, I inadvertently scanned the computer screen and found that Teacher Su’s fairy class lit up.

“On the air?”

Zhang Hong was stunned, and then quickly reacted and quickly clicked into the live broadcast room.

“The red peach entered the live broadcast room.”

Su Yan immediately received such a prompt.

He was also very happy, but he didn’t expect that as soon as the broadcast started today, new viewers would come in.

“Welcome to the live broadcast room, are you a student?”

Su Yan asked.

Zhang Hong on the other end of the network cable thought about it and decided that it was better not to expose his identity for the time being.

So he typed back: “Hello anchor, I am a junior high school student. ”

“Oooh, then what’s your question?”

Su Yan asked.

He still hasn’t figured out how to get this live broadcast.

People’s live broadcasts are to first get the live broadcast material, topics or something, and then give lectures when the broadcast starts.

But Su Yan can do this.

Every time it starts broadcasting, there is no purpose, it is purely a wind and a rain.

Focus on two words: follow the edge.

Zhang Hong was also depressed for a while.

You are the anchor or I am the anchor, you are lecturing, if you don’t lecture, how do I know if you are as god as Wang Zhi said.

In desperation, she could only find a topic casually:

Peach: Hello anchor, can you tell me about the knowledge of trigonometric functions? I don’t quite understand a bit.

“Oooh, okay, you have a textbook, now turn it to the chapter on trigonometric functions.”

Peach: Open it, anchor.

Looking at the red peach reply, Su Yan also immediately opened the field of god-level teaching.

【Ding! The god-level teaching field was successfully opened, and a total of 1 student entered the absolute learning state

Seeing the success of the field, Su Yan directly began to explain.

He now lectures without textbooks at all.

After using the junior high school math ojika.

He remembers exactly where each punctuation is, and where he still needs to get a book.

And at the same time that Su Yan opened the field.

Zhang Hong on the other end of the network cable was suddenly stunned.

When Su Yan’s voice flooded into her ears.

For a moment, she suddenly felt like she was in a temple.

Morning bells, evening drums, and evening songs.

The mind is so clear, the memory is so amazing.

Not only that, as Su Yan’s lecture deepened, she was horrified to discover.

My brain seems to be completely out of control, and every brain cell seems to come to life.

The brightest sparks burst out.

Su Yan’s voice was like the creation divine voice above the nine heavens.

A huge network was formed in her mind.

That was….

Zhang Hong was shocked.

Petrified!

Sluggish!

Is that…… A huge network of complete knowledge points.

Zhang Hong’s whole person was shocked.

As a teacher.

Zhang Hong is naturally not unfamiliar with trigonometric functions.

She has always been proud of her vast knowledge of mathematics.

But at the moment.

She was horrified to find that in that huge network, only a small part of what she knew occupied was occupied.

And Su Yan’s voice was like a pair of huge hands.

The web of knowledge is being woven in the dark.

An uncontrollable tremor surged in my heart.

Zhang Hong felt that her whole body was trembling.

It was an indescribable feeling that came up from the bottom of my heart, a feeling of surrender.

There is a saying that one’s own knowledge is like a circle on a blank piece of paper.

The larger the area of the circle, the more empty space unknowns it touches.

If Zhang Hong was just a student, then she would not have felt so strongly.

But because she is a teacher.

Therefore, I can clearly feel how terrifying Su Yan is at this moment.

It’s like a person who practices hard qigong and meets an immortal cultivator.

Not a level at all.

At this moment, Zhang Hong completely fell.

……

“Okay, classmate, do you understand?”

Su Yan finished talking about the trigonometric part and then asked.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Zhang Hong is sinking into that terrifying net.

To Su Yan’s inquiry, there was no response at all.

After asking several times in succession, Su Yan could not get a response.

I had no choice but to close the live broadcast.

“What’s going on with this session of netizens, I didn’t even say thank you after talking.”

Su Yan complained.

At the moment when Su Yan closed the live broadcast room.

Zhang Hong’s body trembled violently and retreated from the state of study.

She stared blankly at the live broadcast room, which had become gray, and couldn’t speak for a long time.

Wang Zhi didn’t lie to her, he was right at all.

This is definitely a fairy teacher.

Immortals descending from heaven.

Otherwise, how could there be such a golden and jade word, so that he could hear the divine voice.

“Husband, husband, come in.”

After a while, Zhang Hong suddenly shouted.

“Huh? My peach, what’s wrong? ”

A man came in from outside and asked with concern.

If Su Yan was at the scene, his eyes would definitely be glaring.

Because the person who walked in from the outside turned out to be…

Liu Xuwen!