Chu Qingyan was used to being arrogant and domineering. Except in recent years, when her parents looked at her and occasionally criticized her, she had never felt this kind of aggrieved.
She looked at Tang Zhixi, pursed her lips, and wanted to bite her.
But Tang Zhixi was fearless, and even took the phone away from her hand when she was looking at him angrily.
Chu Qingyan: "!"
Tang Zhixi gently tapped her phone, put it in her pocket, and said, "I'll give it to you after school at noon."
"you!"
"Tang Zhixi, please write down the answer to this question." Geng Meng suddenly called her name.
Tang Zhixi: "."
Chu Qingyan looked at her for another two seconds, then turned her head away without moving.
Tang Zhixi stood up, pressed the top of her hair, and said, "Get up, I'm going out."
Chu Qingyan snorted lightly and tilted her head to one side, ignoring her and not moving.
"So grand?" Tang Zhixi slightly raised the corners of her lips, leaned over and picked up the chair with one hand, lifting the chair and the person forward a little further.
Just as the boy at the table behind Chu Qingyan was about to pull the table back, he paused and looked up at Tang Zhixi.
Everyone in the class who looked at her had their eyes widened.
Duan Nian leaned on the chair. She was a little worried when she heard the teacher calling her, but when she saw this action, she suddenly laughed.
Shen Bocheng sat next to him and also smiled.
And Chu Qingyan's beautiful eyes couldn't contain their shock.
This. This strength.
Tang Zhixi touched her head again before walking forward. As she walked, she wanted to put her hand in her pocket, but she put her hand down midway through the movement.
Walking to the podium, she took a piece of chalk and scanned the questions on the blackboard.
It's a function question.
Geng Meng also understood her situation and said from the side: "Just write the first question. The first question of this question is relatively basic, it is the basic elementary function."
"Um."
Tang Zhixi responded and first wrote the word "Jie" on the blackboard.
Every time Nan Cheng couldn't write a question, he would first write the word "solution" under the question. If he said yes, he would get two points.
So she also wrote one first.
Geng Meng added: "To solve the set, you need to consider several situations of x, such as x -1, -1 ≤ x ≤ 3, and three situations of x3."
While Geng Meng was talking, Meng Jingyi murmured in a low voice: "Just tell her. Even if you tell her, will she be able to write? She hasn't even gone to elementary school, and she still comes here to record some variety shows. Don't you know it's embarrassing?
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Listening to her words, Fu Xue raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and a moment of ridicule flashed in her eyes.
Duan Nian was sitting underneath, stroking his fingers under the table.
Shen Bocheng said: "Brother Duan, the only way to save her now is that when I call you later, you won't know anything to set her off."
Duan Nian glanced at him. There was not even a book on the table, and his face was cleaner than his: "You know."
"Maybe it can be cut in post-production, but with so many people in the class it is difficult to keep silent." Shen Bocheng continued, "It would be better if you set it off. Of course, our conversation can be cut in post-production."
Duan Nian looked at him again: "Shut up."
Shen Bocheng stopped talking.
Chu Qingyan held her chin and looked at Tang Zhixi, her face calm and relaxed, but her index finger was on her leg, scratching her pants.
They didn't even let her go out, but she even lifted herself up to go out. It showed that she was very strong.
Everyone was looking at Tang Zhixi. Some were worried, some were waiting to see the joke, and some were just looking at her.
After all, every back view is like a perfect piece of art, which is worth appreciating.
After Geng Meng finished speaking, he took the thermos cup, unscrewed the lid, and took a sip of water. By the way, he took a look at what the people in the class were doing.
After glancing around, Geng Meng said: "f(x)" when it was about to end.
As a result, when she turned around, Tang Zhixi had already written two lines.
The first question is very simple, it is to find a solution set.
Tang Zhixi quickly wrote out the three situations.
The second question was about finding a range of values. Tang Zhixi took a look at it and wrote the result directly on the blackboard.
Geng Meng looked at her and blinked. She was very sure that he had not told her the result, and that she had found the questions herself. She still found a very difficult third question, which was a bit beyond the knowledge of high school.
The purpose is to stimulate these students at the beginning of the third year of high school.
All these program groups are impossible to know.
However, just as she looked at the beautiful and elegant handwriting on the blackboard, Tang Zhixi also wrote the third question.
She stood up straight with her legs together. One hand was hanging by her side. Because the sleeves of her school uniform were relatively long, only her cold white fingertips were exposed.
He holds the chalk in his right hand, seemingly casually, but the words he writes are very powerful.
Meng Jingyi looked at the first two questions she had written, and was still writing the third question. She was fifty years old and could not write the third question.
"Does she have a script and the teacher gave the answer?" Meng Jingyi said.
Fu Xue took a breath and said softly: "I don't know, no one gave me the script or the answer."
This answer is ambiguous and self-explanatory.
Meng Jingyi snorted lightly and whispered: "It must be like this."
Duan Nian is also a serious student at Teikyo University. Although he went to high school more than ten years ago, he can still remember some things after seeing these things.
But when he finally asked her what she had written, Duan Nian felt like he was reading a book from heaven.
"It seems you don't have to worry now." Shen Bocheng said.
"Is your habit of talking too much hereditary? You have the same virtue as your cousin." Duan Nian said.
Chu Qingyan looked at her. For a moment, the corners of her mouth seemed to be rising, but she suppressed them again, and then snorted softly.
Yue Guyuan looked at the problem-solving steps she wrote and narrowed his eyes slightly. He had never thought of using this method.
As Geng Meng watched, his expression became more and more frightened and dumbfounded.
If she read it correctly, she had only seen what Tang Zhixi wrote in college.
Tang Zhixi wrote very quickly, writing six lines, and used a formula that no one had seen before to calculate the result.
Geng Meng looked at the result, and then at the answer he had written densely on a piece of B5 paper: "."
The result is the same, but it's much simpler.
After Tang Zhixi finished writing, she put the chalk back, twirled the chalk dust on her fingertips and said, "I have never been to school, and what I learned is not very neat. I can only calculate results, and the process should not be standard enough."
Geng Meng's eyes followed her, and he came back to his senses when he heard her speak. Then he opened his mouth, and his lips trembled: "You learned it by yourself?"
Tang Zhixi's eyelashes trembled almost imperceptibly, and Jing Yanbai's voice suddenly sounded in her ears.
"How did you learn it?" someone asked from below.
Tang Zhixi raised her eyes and looked in that direction. Her expression did not change at all, but it made people feel oppressed: "My grandmother is of mixed race. She received a very good education before she came to Hanqing Village."
"So that's it." Geng Meng said, "Grandma must be a top student. I'm afraid I can't learn such a profound problem-solving method until I go to college."
Tang Zhixi said nothing.
Geng Meng picked up the answers and process he wrote and showed them to everyone: "Look at my process. Then look at the blackboard."
"Wow -" the classmate below suddenly sighed, "Teacher, please stop talking, I feel like throwing up."
"I'm confused."
"I feel dizzy from studying."
"I feel dizzy in class and I want to go home."
"How about we talk about Sister Xi? It's too concise."
"I'll go, but you can use the wind to steer the ship. Sister Xi has already called you."
"It's Sister Xi, you have an opinion."
"I didn't. You withdraw and let me shout first."
Ye Hanzhi looked at what she wrote and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Tang Zhixi was taught by Tang Peihua.
What about this little girl?
Ye Hanzhi thought about it and felt a throbbing pain in his heart. He was afraid that only Jing Yan would be white.