To Protect Newbies, Send Cannonballs To The Principal On Teacher’s Day

"Haha, you are indeed my Brother Dou.

"Don't worry, don't worry, my brother Dou is still here."

"Puch, I knew my brother Dou wouldn't let me down."

"I checked my eyes, it's my Brother Dou.

"Brother Dou, fly with peace of mind, college students will always be with you."

"College student: There are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me."

"Damn it, I just realized that I didn't seem to see college students posting barrages today."

"Haha, I guess they are waiting for the victims to show up so they can watch Dou's videos safely and without contamination."

"I didn't expect all these college students to be Voldemort."

"Damn it, draw a palm for a math problem, Brother Dou is so imaginative!"

"Just tell me if it's 5!!"

"I thought Brother Dou, you were counting Arabic numerals with your fingers, but I didn't expect you were counting pictographic numerals.

"It's because I'm too small."

"I can't guess, I can't guess what Brother Dou is going to do next."

Netizens almost burst out laughing when they looked at the handprints written in black and white on the blackboard.

The barrage suddenly appeared, causing a small climax.

They couldn't figure out why Pan Dou could always do things in all kinds of weird ways.

Haha~

Similarly, the classmates in the class were also amused by Pan Dou.

They may not have much sense for verbal exchanges.

But I am still very sensitive to this kind of intuitive painting.

"Classmate Pan Dou, is this your answer?"

Mathematics teacher Chen Shu came back to his senses and looked at Pan Dou with an expression of disbelief on his face, "You can just count this thing for me with your fingers?"

"Yes, the answer is 5!"

Pan Dou stretched out his little hand with an innocent face, and counted again in a serious manner, "Teacher, look, two fingers + three fingers are indeed equal to five fingers.

"oh"

The math teacher's vision went dark, and his blood pressure suddenly rose. He really wanted to throw the lesson plan at this naughty kid's face!!

Calm down, calm down, Chen Shu, you can do it.

She took a deep breath and forced down the blood in her throat.

She forced a smile and said as calmly as possible: "Kids Pan Dou, you have to write in Arabic numerals~"

"Why do we have to use Arabic numerals? Isn't it enough that the answer is the correct answer?"

Pan Dou spread his hands with confusion on his face.

"Uh, this... "..."

The math teacher was confused. Why must we use Arabic numerals?

To be honest, she had never thought about this problem.

Since she started learning, everyone has agreed to use Arabic numerals.

Where is the need to consider why?

"Damn it, Brother Dou's words are so philosophical!"

"Yes, since it is the correct answer, why do you have to use Arabic numerals?"

"As far as I know, it is convenient for writing.

"Haha, the math teacher was suddenly piqued."

"Brother Dou can always confuse people with all kinds of weird questions. The key is that his questions have some truth.

"Mathematics teacher (angry): I'm just asking you if you want to learn? You're the only one who talks too much!!"

The confused expression of the math teacher amused netizens.

If it were them, they might not be able to answer it right away.

"Because Arabic numerals are easy to write." The math teacher finally recalled some introductions about Arabic numerals. "It's not easy to express numbers in other ways," she said firmly.

"why!?"

Pan Dou asked, and the math teacher's mouth twitched. Why does this naughty kid have so many questions? I won't be able to answer them if he keeps asking.

She thought for a moment, then took the chalk and changed the 2+3 question into 3+3. She pointed at the question and said, "Look, you can't use your palms to replace the numbers."

You can draw palm prints from 1 to 5. Now I give you 6. You can't draw two palms, right?

I'm a very resourceful person.

She felt a little proud.

"Teacher, let me do the math."

Pan Dou looked at the new questions and then started counting them one by one with his fingers.

"1,2,3,4,5,6..."

After counting his fingers, he looked at the two hands he was using and fell into deep thought.

Demo, Taiwan won’t accept you this time!

Seeing Pan Dou getting stuck in a difficult problem, a smile flashed in the math teacher's eyes.

Suddenly, Pan Dou seemed to have a flash of inspiration, his eyes lit up, and he said seriously: "Teacher, I know the answer.

"Well…………"

The math teacher was stunned. Isn't that the answer?

Under the astonished gaze of the math teacher, Pan Dou picked up the chalk and drew a circle behind the equal sign =, then drew four strokes within the group to form three small cylinders, and finally drew a cylinder on the left and right sides of the circle that extended outside the circle. .

"What's this!?"

The math teacher looked confused, this is not 6 either!!

Pan Dou slowly stretched out a fist, then let go of his thumb and little finger, and said leisurely: "This is 6."

!?

The math teacher almost collapsed when he saw Pan Dou's gesture, which was like playing house on the phone when he was a child.

You call this 6?

puff!!

Zhao Xinyi couldn't help but laugh out loud again. She could see that Pan Dou's gesture was indeed the "6" gesture that is very popular today.

"Haha, this is the 6 in Douchi's eyes!?"

"You just say 6 or not 6?"

"666."

"I'm so cute."

"Brother Dou, you are so smart, who can tell the difference between you and Einstein now!?"

"Damn it, I've been thinking about how to draw a six for a long time, but Brother Dou showed off my face."

"You're so awesome, Brother Dou."

"Haha, the math teacher teaches mathematics, Brother Dou teaches sign language, they are not on the same channel.

“The math teacher threw his pen: It’s okay not to teach this math!!”

"Okay, okay, very good."

Netizens were immediately stunned by Pan Dou's show.

They never imagined that Pan Dou could draw such a "6" gesture.

Zheng Qian was helpless, Old Swan, tell me, who can stop Pan Dou from causing trouble!?

"Classmate Pan Dou, this is not 6."

The math teacher gritted his teeth. Pan Dou tilted his head and opened his innocent eyes, "Teacher, you said it's not 6?"

"It's not 6."

The math teacher firmly objected and must correct this naughty child's messy ideas.

"Then I understand."

Pan Dou was thoughtful, then suddenly realized, he picked up the blackboard eraser to erase the gesture, and then picked up the chalk to make gestures on the blackboard.

Soon, a little man with a big belly appeared on the blackboard.

The math teacher was confused. What are you doing?

Isn’t painting alone enough to satisfy your desire for expression?

"Classmate Pan Dou, what is this!?"

she questioned desperately.

Pan Dou raised his head and pointed at the villain and said: "Teacher, this villain is the principal."

"Haha~(Wang Liao Zhao)"

The classroom burst into laughter.

"The villain is the principal."

"The principal is a villain."

"Why is the principal in the blackboard?"

"The principal may be hungry, so he posted it on the blackboard."

These little kids were suddenly aroused and started whispering to each other about the principal's problem of drilling through the wall.

"ha!?"

The math teacher is stupid, what does this have to do with the principal?

Zheng Qian's heart skipped a beat, and she knew that Pan Dou would not let the principal go so easily.

But she never thought that even a math problem could be turned over to the principal.

Pan Dou, I am really yours.

The vice principal and others looked at Pan Dou expectantly. "Brother Dou, fuck him, fuck that deserter to death."

puff!!

In the principal's office, the principal who was quietly sipping tea heard Pan Dou's words and spit out the tea.

I'm not here anymore, how can you still go around the corner and scold me?

The villain is me, am I the villain?

Just point at your nose and curse.

Is this true?