Chapter 10

More than a dozen students in the classroom all looked at her, except rangani, who was sitting in the front row.

Others are either indifferent or gloating with a little malice.

Qi Enron's grades are lagging behind even in their class, especially in mathematics.

At the moment, the blackboard is a maximum and minimum function problem, such questions are used as the back of the test paper to open the top student score fatal problem.

Those top students in the first few years are not necessarily able to do it, not to mention Qi Enron, the poor student among the poor students.

Qi Enron glanced at the question on the blackboard, and the answer to the question came out spontaneously in his mind.

But in other people's eyes, she just couldn't do it at all. She was so scared that she was at a loss.

The math teacher also thought so. With a cold hum, he said sarcastically, "you people, you just can't get on the wall with mud! If you look at the students in the school next door, you can learn from one point and draw inferences from others. When their teacher tells each question at most once, it's almost enough. "

When the math teacher said this, he pointed to the students in the classroom, spitting and scolding: "look at you again, if you change the same topic a little, you will forget everything. It's all pig brains. Is it useful for me to tell you so much here? Is not one score lower than the other? I don't think you should stay in this classroom any more. Just stay at home, just like those little gangsters who are absent all day. Don't come to the school to make a fool of yourself and waste the school's teaching resources. Even if you are admitted to university, you will certainly be no better than those hooligans in the future. Where you go, you are all rubbish and moths of the society

The students in the classroom are livid, but they really can't say anything to refute this person, because they really do not do well, they really can't compare with those top students.

But because of their poor performance, we must let these people who ignore their efforts insult and trample on their dignity again and again?

Several girls with weak psychological quality in the class were red in their eyes when they heard the math teacher's words. Although the boys didn't cry, they all looked gloomy.

Qi Enron listen to the teacher, this can be regarded as insulting words, eyes is also a Lin.

Sitting in the front row, Zhuo yueqian had a calm face. As soon as he was about to get up and fight with the teacher, he was pushed back by Wen Ruiheng, who had seen through him earlier.

"Let go, this kind of rubbish teacher, look at me..."

"Ancestors, I beg you to bear with me. It's only a few months. Are you still going to be dropped out of school? No school in F City dares to accept you. "

"Then drop out and stop reading!" Zhuo yueqian shook Wen Ruiheng's hand away and was about to get up when a figure suddenly passed him.

Zhuo yueqian was stunned and looked at Qi Enron who went to the platform in surprise.

Mathematics teacher see Qi Enron come over is also a Leng: "what are you doing..."

Without looking at him, Qi Enron picked up the chalk and wrote on the blackboard.

The sound of the chalk falling on the blackboard made the students with red eyes and low heads raise their heads again. Because of this, everyone was stunned.

The original empty blackboard was full of formulas they couldn't understand. It was so dense that people looked sideways.

People at the bottom: "the steps of solving these problems look so complicated that they didn't understand a word!