Today's first class happened to be a math class again. The head teacher walked in from the front door with a sullen face, holding a stack of summer vacation homework. He threw the summer vacation homework on the table, making a loud "pop" sound, and the crowd instantly dispersed.
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"What else are you doing there after class? Why don't you quickly go back to your seat and sit down."
After the crowd dispersed, the teacher saw the parrot on Lin Jiayi's shoulder, and his eyes paused.
Suddenly I remembered that the form that Lin Jiayi submitted yesterday stated that the interest class she attended was a flower and bird class. It was normal to bring these things to school, so she didn't pursue anything.
The head teacher's brows were tangled, he was frowning, his face was cold, and he looked very angry.
She slapped her palm on the pile of summer homework books in front of her.
"The teacher has corrected the summer homework. If you haven't written it, handed it in, or taken it with you, stand up." The teacher swept across the classroom with a sharp glance, making everyone who saw it feel guilty. They would feel guilty even if they wanted to lie.
Jiang Shixin and Jiang Ye in the front row took the lead and stood up.
If other people didn't write their summer homework, they would usually say that they left it at home and didn't bring it with them, but these two people are more fierce.
They handed it in directly without writing a word.
The teacher was so angry that he laughed when he saw it.
With the first and second people taking the lead, several more people in the class stood up one after another.
The teacher looked at these people patiently: "Did you not write it or bring it?"
Basically, most boys said they didn't write it down, and girls didn't bring it.
The teacher asked the students who said they didn't bring them to call home after class and ask their families to send them their homework books.
And to the students who haven't written, he said: "Finish your homework within today, otherwise we will all stay and write after school. Sit down."
After teaching these people, the teacher's expression did not soften much.
Then she continued: "Apart from these, stand up if someone else writes the homework for you."
When Lin Jiayi heard this, his heart skipped a beat.
Suffered.
Compared with those who do not write or bring their homework, the mistakes made by such ghostwriters are relatively greater.
But who will admit it?
As long as you insist that you wrote this kind of ghostwritten assignment yourself, what evidence is there to say that it was written by someone else?
Lin Jiayi gently tugged at the hem of Song Siqi's skirt and whispered in a low voice: "Aqi, why don't you take the initiative and admit your mistakes... maybe the teacher will give you a lighter punishment."
"Why?" Song Siqi glanced at her strangely.
Anyone can copy the answers, and the teacher also knows the moral character of their class, so he doesn’t tear up the answers so that they can complete their summer homework.
So it does not mean that it was written by someone else.
Lin Jiayi hesitated for a long time and finally said it: "Because..."
Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by the teacher's voice.
"No one admits it, right? Then let the teacher call the roll! Song Siqi!"
[This teacher has two brushes! Can he catch all these things? Didn’t the teacher also watch the live broadcast? 】
[Hahahaha! It’s possible! So people should not do bad things, they will be discovered sooner or later. 】
[But I’m really curious about how the teacher discovered that the homework was not written by Song Siqi.]
Song Siqi frowned and stood up, with a calm face: "Teacher, why did you say my homework was written by someone else?"
The teacher found her homework among the pile of summer homework, opened it, and projected it on the projector.
"You must have never seen the questions in this summer homework, right?" The teacher stared at her.
"Because the school recently held a summer camp for Mathematical Olympiad classes, in order to select students from Classes 1 and 2 who can participate in the summer camp, a very over-the-top Mathematical Olympiad question was left at the end of each day's homework."
"Although it has nothing to do with our class, the homework is printed uniformly, so our class's math summer homework will also be included later. Moreover, this question only has the answer but no process. I have no delusions that you can get it right."
"But look at what's written in your own homework book."
After hearing this, Lin Jiayi put the book up to cover her face with a guilty look on her face.
Everyone's eyes were suddenly focused on the projection screen.
The processes of those Olympiad Mathematical Olympiad questions were all solved, with clear organization and rigorous logic. The answers were very concise and efficient, and they were not solved using the methods of primary and secondary schools.
It seems that it was not written by Song Siqi.
Song Siqi immediately lowered his head and glanced at Lin Jiayi.
Even the teacher was shocked when he saw the answer.
Several Mathematical Olympiad questions actually used Euler's formula and Fourier transform. Is this something a primary school student can write?
[Holy crap! What did I see?! Euler’s formula! Fourier transform! This was written by Jiajia baby?!]
[My current mood cannot be described as shocked at all, it can simply be described as worship! Jiajia baby, you are a genius!]
[This assignment was written by millions of people at the time. She never touched her phone from beginning to end. She could only have written it herself, but this is too exaggerated! 】
[Are all rural children so awesome nowadays?! Oh my god...]
While everyone's attention was focused on the projector, Lin Jiayi quietly tugged on Song Siqi's skirt, lowered her voice and said weakly: "Aqi... I'm sorry, I just want you to know that you have to do your homework yourself."
Song Siqi is now more shocked than angry.
Were those complicated puzzles really written by a kid from the countryside?
Or……
Are children in rural areas naturally smarter?
Of course, the teacher would not think that this was written by a child who was only seven years old. She closed her homework book and said: "Come to my office after class later to get a new one. Write down the solution process of each problem in it."
Put the paper into your homework book and give it to me before school on Friday."
After saying that, she added in passing: "You are not allowed to ask your tutor to help you write. Sit down."
After scolding these students for not doing their summer homework, the teacher began to teach.
Jiang Shixin, who was sitting in the front row, suddenly turned his head quietly and looked at Lin Jiayi: "Boss, you helped Song Siqi write the homework, right?"
Lin Jiayi was a little surprised: "How do you know?"
"You can tell just by looking at the handwriting! You must have never seen Song Siqi's handwriting, right?"
As he spoke, he raised his chin towards Song Siqi: "Song Siqi, show your homework to the boss."
Song Siqi rolled her eyes and ignored him.
Jiang Shixin quickly grabbed it, opened a page and handed it to Lin Jiayi to read.
Lin Jiayi lowered his head and took a look. The words on the homework book were like earthworms crawling, separating the two places. It was like no one was convinced by the other, and he could only barely make out what was written.
She never expected that a girl could write like this.
And because most of the math homework is multiple-choice questions and fill-in-the-blank questions, everyone writes things like numbers and letters pretty much the same, so as long as there are few words, it's not easy to find.
This is also one of the reasons why Song Siqi asked Lin Jiayi to help him with his math homework.