Chapter 381 Mr. Song’s first class

Everyone here is a senior class student, and they all know what level of arithmetic attainments His Highness has. I am afraid that he is unparalleled in the entire Zhou Dynasty.

So what is the origin of Princess Jin, the legendary most beautiful woman in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the concubine of Song Cifu's family?

"I should have learned a lot from following His Highness."

"But we are in an advanced class, and we don't know if she can do it."

"Is His Highness too pampered? There are rumors that this person is now the exclusive favorite of the house..."

"But no matter how much you dote on her, this is not the way to dote on her. How can you let the woman you like show her face like this?"

Under the scrutiny and suspicious eyes of a total of 137 "top students" in the class, Song Qingyue calmly picked up the chalk and began to write questions on the blackboard.

Li Zhao was still worried. He was not only afraid that these male students would bully Yue'er, but also that these people would have some evil thoughts that they shouldn't have.

Song Qingyue wrote a function question on the blackboard. When she turned around, she saw Li Zhao still standing there.

"Your Highness doesn't have classes, so why are you still here?"

Li Zhao:……

"It doesn't matter, that kid can't eat more than a few bites."

Li Zhao:……

Song Qingyue worked as a teaching assistant at the university when she was studying for a Ph.D. in her previous life. When she was a teaching assistant, she was very gentle and amiable, but now it is different from the past. There is a room full of big men, all of them are scholars, and there are even forty-one people.

The qualified tributes of Enke this year are all people with strong self-esteem. Calling a woman sir means bowing to a woman, which will definitely make them feel uncomfortable, even if they are princesses.

"It's done, you will be the class representative of our arithmetic class from now on. Come and get the homework and pass it out, one per person. You will collect the homework early tomorrow morning and hand it to me. Are there any questions?"

After saying this, Song Qingyue packed up her things as quickly as possible and ran away immediately. She didn't want to stay and be judged.

"Professor? From the fifth grade? Is it the same as medical school?" Song Qingyue's eyes were bright.

The slender and petite woman suddenly became full of aura, and her beautiful almond-shaped eyes burst out with a menacing and fierce light from behind the glass lenses. It scared the scalps of a group of old men, and they all quickly lowered their heads and began to solve the problem.

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Women have long been excluded from higher education. Not only are they seen as not being able to learn what men are learning, but they are also suspected of being intellectually inferior to men and not suitable for learning. This is true both at home and abroad. But it can be overstepped.

This is the case, the more Song Qingyue needs to be particularly strong.

"What is your name?"

Song Qingyue raised her eyebrows slightly, thinking that sometimes it's actually quite good to have such a powerful and arbitrary person. Once you decide to do something or promote an idea, the speed of doing things and promoting it is unprecedented.

of.

"It's tea time, let's begin."

Just like that, one class lasted an hour, and Song Qingyue talked about twenty questions. The pace was so fast that people had no time to talk about her.

"Very good!" Song Qingyue glanced at everyone and showed her first smile since entering this classroom: "Then get out of class is over. See you tomorrow!"

As a result, I picked up the pen and realized that at first glance, I had barely read the question. I no longer had time to think about who the teacher was, so I quickly started to think of ideas for solving the problem.

Song Qingyue said: "With such a high grade, the court has no objection?"

One sentence was exchanged for a little punch: "You are such a shameless person! Last time it was the princess's mansion, this time it is in the academy!"

Sure enough, with a smirk on his face, this man reached out to open the buttons of her blouse, kissed her cheek, and coaxed into Song Qingyue's ear: "I'm afraid you'll feel uncomfortable with your swelling, so I'll help you relieve it."

After driving away the rest of the crowd, Song Qingyue turned around, put on her glasses, put on a small face, and asked in a cold voice: "Have you done it all?"

Everyone raised their heads in surprise. Is it possible to solve this problem in half a cup of tea?

Someone may have written it down, but for some unknown reason, no one raised their hand.

Well, this was probably their first time teaching in this way, so she said, "Who is the first in the test?"

Song Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, she had been nervous just now. Now the person who supported her was here, didn't she want to breathe a sigh of relief? So she smiled at him, her smile was extremely sweet, and she was completely different from the one just now.

, all the students who saw it were dumbfounded.

But as soon as he walked out of the classroom, he saw Li Zhao already standing at the door waiting for him.

Song Qingyue frowned slightly. Was her expectation too high? There was not even a junior high school student in this so-called advanced class. After all, they were all human beings who had never been severely beaten by the Tihai tactics. Speaking of which, there were so many people these days.

There are only a hundred or so people in front of you who are capable of solving the problems. The only people who are capable of solving the problems are probably myself and Li Zhao. There is not even a problem set, and there is no amount of training, so how can we have speed?

No one raised their hands.

"Come on, I'm going to start class." Song Qingyue pushed him out of the door and closed the door ruthlessly.

It's embarrassing to say that you don't understand in front of a woman, so you just record the problem-solving process on the blackboard, and then think about it yourself or ask your classmates for advice when you prepare to study in the evening.

Mo Zhu on the side was about to take out the small ladder for getting on the car, and His Highness directly carried the princess into the car. Mo Zhu touched her nose, she should get used to this kind of thing! In the future, when His Highness is around, don't put the ladder up

Well!

After being carried into the car by Li Zhao, Li Zhao followed him.

Li Zhao smiled and nodded: "As long as they are talented people, they should be vigorously praised and encouraged."

"Didn't you say that you have to stay in the academy for a while?" Intuiting that this person had bad intentions, Song Qingyue shrank back alertly.

"Xiaosheng Shi, Shi Zhongliang." He replied.

When get out of class was over, someone was ringing the bell outside.

"There is no monitor? What about the class representative? There is no class representative either?"

"Don't be afraid, Yue'er. I won't do anything else this time. I'm just afraid that you will feel uncomfortable."

"No...no."

But it would be terrible if such a person did the exact opposite and regarded practical learning and science as heretical and monstrous beasts, or even ignored the development of these disciplines.

"Are you a bad person? You are fighting for food with your son! You, you, you! I will feed A Kun when I go back home. Little Kun Kun has nothing to eat!"

For example, this Shi Zhongliang was one of the tribute scholars who passed the Enke Examination. He was also a member of the Mathematics Club when he was in the Imperial College. At this time, he was intimidated by Song Qingyue.

With Song Qingyue thinking this way, she wrote the solution to the problem on the blackboard, and then explained her solution to the problem at a very fast speed.

In fact, many people didn't understand. Song Qingyue spoke too fast, which was very different from other gentlemen. They hadn't gotten used to it yet and couldn't react. But seeing that no one else raised their hands, they were too embarrassed to raise their hands.

"Who is the monitor?" She looked around.

Although Song Qingyue received top-notch care after giving birth, she was weaker than before. After only one hour of class, she felt very tired. When Meng Wanfeng gave her moxibustion, Song Qingyue fell asleep directly. After waking up,

, Meng Wanfeng looked at her and asked with an unkind expression: "Have you been drinking Bizi Soup again recently?"

She raised her cold eyes and scanned the crowd. Her cold, cold and contemptuous eyes were frightening, even more nervous than His Highness's class.

Seeing that no one raised their hands, Song Qingyue turned around and wrote two questions of the same type on the blackboard.

Song Qingyue was very happy that her father-in-law made the right choice.

Li Zhao smiled and said: "It's useless to have any objections. Father has already issued an edict and it's decided. Besides, even though it's from the fifth rank, it's just a title. It has no power, so even if it's objection, it's limited."

Song Qingyue stared at the hourglass. When the time was up, she stopped and asked who had finished the question.

It's just on the edge, just a few steps away.

Song Qingyue leaned into his arms and nodded, saying softly: "Tired! It's been a whole hour."

After all the nonsense, someone left with satisfaction. Song Qingyue blushed and asked the driver to take her to the Medical College of Gynecology before returning home.

Someone named Shi Zhongliang raised his hand: "It's me."

"As the arithmetic class representative, you will be responsible for sending and receiving homework from now on. Every day, if anyone fails to come to class or fails to hand in homework, the list must be compiled and reported to the teacher. Is there any problem?"

It is said to be an advanced class, but in fact the level is not even as good as the junior high school students in the previous life. If you give them elementary school math Olympiad problems, they will be stumped. Asking Song Qingyue to teach them is, to use an inappropriate analogy, killing a chicken with a bull's-eye.

Song Qingyue took out an empty test paper from the bag and said: "Today's homework, please hand it in tomorrow morning. get out of class is over."

"Go home and rest quickly. I'm still staying at the academy for a while." Li Zhao took Song Qingyue's hand and wanted to take her to the stable. The two of them talked while walking: "Today, I will read the agricultural book that was presented to me."

I found a "Fish Book" that talks about how to raise fish. It looks very interesting. I plan to meet the person who presented the book. If he is really good at raising fish, I plan to hire him as a professor of agriculture."

Song Qingyue blushed and nodded sheepishly: "On the ninth day of this month."

In fact, the emperor should not limit the admission qualifications to those above the scholar level. These days, the value of a scholar is very high. Talents like Xiao Jinrong would not be able to pass the exam. Let Song Qingyue take the exam by herself, she can't even pass the boy student exam.

So, liberal arts and science should still be divided into separate subjects.

She asked Meng Wanfeng for moxibustion.

Everyone:......

"How are you?" Li Zhao took her little hand, "Are you tired?"

"Does anyone else have questions?"

"You haven't even finished it yet, and everyone is still stunned? Give everyone half a cup of tea. If you can't finish it, you have to ask yourself if you are worthy of sitting here!"

Meng Wanfeng shook his head: "You've only been in confinement for a few days, and you dare to mess around. He doesn't cherish you, so you have to learn to cherish yourself! If you can't blame him, I'll scold him for you someday!"

Song Qingyue chuckled: "Okay Wan Feng, don't be angry, he has been nagged by Grandma Bai for half a month!"

Meng Wanfeng snorted and deliberately reminded Song Qingyue to be careful about Li Zhao and to be careful no matter what she did. However, she hesitated for a moment and did not say anything, and only gave her a warm tonic prescription: "

Drink one drink every five days. Your health is not good. Giving birth will always take a toll on your vitality. After that, come here every half month and I will diagnose your pulse. I don’t trust Dr. Chu in your palace.

"

Song Qingyue nodded and said yes, then said goodbye and left, buying some snacks on the way and bringing them back to satisfy the cravings of the little girls in Wufangzhai.
Chapter completed!