Reborn as a schoolmaster's little fairy

"Jimei, don't worry." Shen Qinghuan calmly stepped onto the platform.

It's really difficult, but it's not impossible.

Shen Qinghuan raised his wrist and wrote three solutions on the blackboard.

Wang Limu was stunned.

Originally waiting to see a good play, she was so surprised that her chin fell off.

Mathematics teacher in the back to see for a long time, just slow down: "Qinghuan ah."

"Teacher. I still have two ways. The blackboard in front is not enough. Can I go to the blackboard in the back and continue to write? "

"Ah." Shen Qinghuan's answer was so sincere that the math teacher couldn't bear to look directly at him. He shook his head and said, "No. You go back to your seat and sit

When Shen Qinghuan returned to her seat, she would not forget Zhou Zihan. She said, "teacher. In fact, these algorithms were created by Zihan and I squatting outside. "

Mathematics teacher's vision finally connects with Shen Qinghuan.

The girl's eyes not far away were too clean, which made the math teacher feel guilty. He quickly cleared his throat: "let's go back to our position together, Mr. Zhou! Remember, in the future, eat less instant noodles, which is not nutritious junk food

Is that it?

Wang Li, who has been waiting on the platform for a long time, paid the wrong bill after all.

"Wang Li." The math teacher recalled that there was No.1 person on the platform, but his tone was different from that of Shen Qinghuan: "if you can't do it in the future, you can say you can't do it! Don't put up your hands all the time. It's easy to disturb the order of the class

Wang Li red eyes wrongly: "teacher. I don't want to go on stage at all. You have to... "

The way of dealing with female students and male students is definitely different.

The math teacher looked at Wang Li, who was about to cry. She was also afraid of causing teaching accidents, and her tone became gentle: "then you raise your hand in class, don't you want the teacher to ask questions?"

"Not necessarily." Shen Qinghuan, who returned to his seat, said softly, "maybe Wang Li wants to go to the toilet."

The math teacher was embarrassed.

Yes!

They are female students, so there must be a lot of small things to deal with.

It is the straight man's thinking that fixed his thinking mode.

The math teacher sighed and said, "classmate Wang, if you have this idea, correct it to the teacher in time. It's not good for your health to delay yourself! "

There was a slight laugh in the corner of the classroom.

Mami.

Lying on the table, Zhou Zihan felt that his cheeks were swollen with laughter.

Her little Jimei is really the most beautiful girl in the universe. Wang Li originally wanted to make a small report that they were late, but now she is said that she wanted to go to the toilet, and the teacher grabbed her to the platform to make a topic, which caused a lot of trouble.

"Classmate Wang. You'd better go to the toilet! It's not good to hold it for too long... "After all, Zhou Zihan is a class leader. She adds firewood to the fire again, which makes Wang Li leave.

With the spear of the son, attack the shield of the son.

Zhou Zihan immediately gives Shen Qinghuan a thumbs up. Jimei is great!

The school bell rings at noon.

Zhou Zihan felt his uncomfortable stomach and rushed into the toilet.

Sure enough, sometimes people are really happy and sad.

The hot water in the classroom's water dispenser didn't boil. Shen Qinghuan went to the boiler room with the only box of old pickled cabbage left.

Before she came out of the classroom, she was stopped by Wang Li.

"What's the matter?"

"Why?" Wang Li choked. She pointed to Shen Qinghuan, "what did I do wrong to let you do this to me?"