Chapter 048 The events of the year [08] All kinds of thoughts, Jiang Ke's exploration
"Replace Mo Qing. I will lead this team. Otherwise, I guarantee you won't be able to hire an instructor."
Lu Zhan's attitude was very tough.
He would never allow students like Mo Qing to take the competition as a joke.
Song Yiyuan pondered for a moment and then said calmly: "Teacher Lu, the mathematical modeling competition does not prohibit students with poor mathematics scores from participating. You are right, Mo Qing's participation in the competition is also reasonable and compliant."
"Then just sign up." Lu Zhan said coldly, picked up the lesson plan and left.
Song Yiyuan had a sad face.
I'm afraid it's impossible to convince Lu Zhan. Unfortunately for him, he has such a tight tongue that he will hit a wall one day.
"Why bother." Teacher Li watched the whole process and advised kindly, "Can Shen Qi still keep up with his studies after lying down for more than a year? Mo Qing's grades are just make-up. Only Min Chang is better. .But mathematical modeling is not only a test of mathematics. If he participates in a mathematics competition, the probability of winning a prize is higher than this."
Song Yiyuan frowned: "Is it necessary to win a prize in the competition?"
Teacher Li said matter-of-factly: "If you don't go for the prize, isn't it a waste of time? They are in their third year of high school, and they are so pressed for time."
Song Yiyuan's face turned into a bitter melon.
"Teacher Song, I'm not talking about you." Teacher Li showed off the style of an old teacher and taught earnestly, "You are just too indulgent to the students. How can the students just say what they say? Mo Qing in your class is in trouble. How many things have happened..."
"Oops." Song Yiyuan suddenly called out, covering his ears and muttering to himself, "I seem to have tinnitus in my ears. I have to go to the infirmary..."
After taking a few steps, he quickly stepped back and picked up the lesson plan: "Teacher Li, let's talk next time."
Teacher Li: "..." This kid hasn't grown up yet, and he still wants to teach students.
…
In the morning, Song Yiyuan had two classes, and spent all his free time lobbying the school's mathematics teachers, hoping that there would be a kind person willing to be Mo Qing's tutor.
However, when all the math teachers heard that Mo Qing was here, they quickly waved their hands and refused, but no one was willing to refuse.
In desperation, Song Yiyuan had to find Mo Qing and Min Chang and tell them this fact.
"Actually," Song Yiyuan persuaded, "it doesn't matter if you don't participate. These high school students are not very good. Let's work hard and go to college. Then there will be more competitions and more masters."
Min Chang said bluntly: "Lu Zhan heard what you said, are you going to start a feud again?"
"Teacher Lu is so magnanimous. How could he care about this?" Song Yiyuan raised his voice and looked around. He didn't see anyone. His face changed in the next second, "It's not the first day we've had an affair. We're not afraid."
Min Chang + Mo Qing: "..."
If you don't change your face so quickly, maybe I can really trust you for three seconds.
After a slight pause, Mo Qing said lightly: "If no one teaches me, I just teach myself."
"How can this be possible? Isn't this nonsense?" Song Yiyuan denied without hesitation, "Otherwise, I will find a teacher for you. Also, think about it again, whether you want to participate in the modeling competition on impulse. "
Min Chang didn't care and threw the question to Mo Qing: "If she participates, I will participate."
Song Yiyuan looked at Mo Qing expectantly.
Mo Qing quickly expressed his position: "I don't have to participate, but the principal's statue must be smashed."
"You..." Song Yiyuan touched his nose angrily and immediately changed his attitude to an attentive one, "You'd better participate. Don't be too hard. If you have anything, tell the teacher."
Unable to persuade Mo Qing, Song Yiyuan had no other choice.
As soon as Mo Qing and Min Chang left, Song Yiyuan called Huos and asked for help.
Song Yiyuan got straight to the point and explained the causes and consequences.
"This is simple." Huos' tone was calm and very calm.
Song Yiyuan had an idea and asked expectantly: "Are you going to use the power of the Eighth Base to coerce Lu Zhan into compromising?"
"I advise you not to think too wildly," Hoss said. "As for the instructor, your school has it ready."
"I already have something ready-made and I still need to find you?"
"The owner of your school's canteen, Goblin, is the director of the occult department of the Eighth Base." Hoss introduced in detail, "He is a top student who graduated from the Department of Mathematics of Imperial University."
Song Yiyuan was stunned: "...Observer?"
"No," Hoss said, "He was just bored and wanted to find a side job."
Song Yiyuan gained experience and sighed: "It's strange that there are still idle people in our base."
*
While Song Yiyuan was anxious about the instructor, Mo Qing spent the day peacefully. After school, she got into Peng Zhong's car and returned to Jiang Ke's house.
On the way, Peng Zhong said nothing.
Back at Jiang Ke's house, as soon as Mo Qing entered the door, she was greeted by Peng Ren.
Peng Ren smiled innocently: "Miss Mo! Is everything going well at school? How was your modeling competition?"
"You—" Mo Qing frowned impatiently, and just about to chase people away, her peripheral vision was suddenly attracted by a circular machine moving on the ground. She turned her head and looked at it for a long time, then asked, "What is that?"
"ah?"
Peng Ren was stunned for a moment.
Soon, he understood what Mo Qing was referring to and said quickly: "That's a sweeping robot, specially designed to sweep the floor."
"oh."
Mo Qing stayed on the sweeping robot for a moment.
"Master Jiang has prepared some competition information for you and asked you to go to the study." Peng Zhong then walked in and explained to Mo Qing.
"Um."
Mo Qing nodded very lightly.
She walked towards the stairs, but was attracted by the sweeping robot on the way, with some curiosity in her eyes.
——I wonder if I can take it apart and take a look.
Mo Qing came to the door of the study and knocked on the door as usual: "Tuk, duk, duk."
"Come in." Jiang Ke's voice came.
She pushed open the door and entered, but in front of her eyes was darkness.
