"Are you sure the person who spoke English just now is Ji Momo?"
"It's her fault."
"Holy shit, what did I miss?"
The first female college student to connect was completely speechless because she didn't understand what Ji Momo was saying at all.
"You, you say it again?"
She blurted out, she was so shocked, wasn't Ji Momo a college scumbag? It was reported online that her English score was zero, how could she speak such fluent English?
It seemed that he still didn't give up, so he repeated it again at the end of the season. This time he looked at the camera and spoke slower. He still spoke in a standard London accent, which was very nice.
There are question marks all over the public screen. Really, no one would believe that Ji Momo can speak fluent English unless he witnesses it with his own eyes.
Someone else connected soon.
"Sister Ji, I am a senior high school student..."
Someone actually came up and asked a question. After the student showed the question to the camera, five seconds later, Ji Momo picked up his pen and started to answer it for him.
"Do you see it clearly? There is an invariant needed here. It is hidden in the question and can easily be ignored."
The student nodded excitedly, "Sister Ji, can I ask another question?"
"Can."
The student took out a thick book of wrong questions, which were all questions he had not yet understood.
Someone on the public screen shouted to him not to push the envelope too far.
"Trouble! That's disgusting. This person is obviously the one I'm looking for at the end of the season."
"I think so. She's giving a live lecture. Who does she think she is? A university professor?"
"Sister Ji, can you help me with this question?"
The student on the line also had the idea of trying it out, but he didn't expect that Ji Momo would actually explain it to him.
"The domain of a function is..."
Just by looking at the question, Ji Momo can quickly tell the answer, and the explanation is very detailed. The student nods frequently, and he doesn't want to end the connection at all.
"Sister Ji, can I meet you offline?" he begged pitifully.
"cannot."
"Why?"
It was not easy to meet a good teacher who could break down the topic and explain it clearly. He didn't want to miss it.
"Do not have time."
Ten minutes per person is fair and reasonable.
The number of people in the live broadcast room skyrocketed.
20,000, 30,000...100,000
"Dingling bell~"
The fat man took out his cell phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.
"Hello? Who is this?"
"Hello, classmate Xiong Qi, I am the person in charge of an educational institution, and I would like to talk to you about advertising cooperation..."
When he saw that the mobile banking showed an extra 20,000 yuan, the fat man was trembling with excitement.
"Hurry up, put an advertisement on the wall behind Momo, we can't just collect money and not do anything."
The live broadcast lasted for more than 40 minutes, and the fat man tremblingly posted the name of the educational institution on the wall.
Ji Momo looked back and continued to answer netizens' questions.
Public screen in the live broadcast room.
There are not many real students, 90% are black fans, and 89% of them are uneducated Internet keyboard players who follow everyone else’s opinions.
The rabble, rabble, gathers together like crows, describing a makeshift group of people without any organization or discipline.
These Internet trolls are like this. They have no ability to distinguish right from wrong. They will immediately follow up with what others say.
I have seen people with bound feet, but never seen people with small brains bound.
Although at the end of the season, he was serious about solving math problems with the connected students, some people still typed disgusting and mocking words on the public screen.
They don't believe that the person they have been trolling for more than half a year is better than them.