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Chapter 9 [9] Mathematics teacher, please accept the next worship

Seeing that Ling Qi knew her name, Jiang Su felt a little proud for a while.

The beautiful classmate has only been here for a week since school started, yet she still remembers him.

It is enough to see how great his charm is!
If Ling Qi knew the little things in his heart, she would definitely tell the truth without hesitation:

Classmate, your name is engraved on your desktop.

Ling Qi sat down and tidied up her books.

She took out all the books in her backpack and stacked them on the table, then fell silent.

Jiang Su eagerly wanted to help check the number of books.

Nine majors.

Comes with a stack of books and workbooks.

Jiang Suben was still waiting for Ling Qi to continue to take the book, but she didn't move.

He poked his head around, only to notice that the only backpack Ling Qi brought was deflated.

Jiang Su reached out and leaned against the stack of books.

The sum of all the books is not as high as his raised palm.

He was surprised: "No more?"

Ling Qi turned her head silently, "Are you still missing?"

missing!

There is so much that is missing!
Jiang Su didn't speak, Ling Qi had already read his answer from his eyes.

The end of get out of class time flies by, and the class bell rang.

Jiang Su's heart tightened suddenly.

He made prayer gestures with his hands, closed his eyes, and muttered to himself.

Ling Qi's hearing is excellent, and she heard him say:
——"The math teacher is here, please accept the next bow, and don't pay attention to me during class!"

Suddenly, he didn't know what to think of, and quickly opened his eyes.

He reached out and quickly fiddled with the pile of books in front of Ling Qi.

Not finding the familiar green cover, he looked up at Ling Qi with sympathy in his eyes, "You are going to be a tragedy."

This lesson is for the math teacher.

In his class, distraction is fatal, not to mention not bringing books.

Ling Qi said, "It's okay."

Jiang Su thought of what she had done in the rumors and sighed.

Only when she said "nothing" was comforting herself.

In fact, whenever he changed a teacher, he would lend her the book.

But this is the class of Fatty Cao, the math teacher!

Forgive him for not daring.

At this time, a teacher stepped on the tail of the class bell and stepped into the classroom.

Ling Qi looked up.

This teacher is probably over 50 years old, with a slightly fat body and an obvious beer belly.

He is all over the body, and the most prominent feature is his Mediterranean head.

"Attend class!"

Cao Juming put the book on the desk, his voice full of air.

The students in the class stood up in unison, "Hello, teacher!"

"Hi students, please sit down."

The students sat down again.

Cao Juming did not procrastinate at all, and immediately started to give lectures.

The content of this class is the focus, and the capacity is very large.

Every part is hard!
Therefore, he made each part as detailed and understandable as possible.

However, even in this case, students still cannot concentrate.

About halfway through the class, many students' eyes were already dull.

Cao Juming coughed and turned his head suddenly.

He pointed to a dazed boy below, "Stand up and answer the question I just asked."

The boy stood up stiffly.

He didn't even know what question Cao Juming asked just now.

All he feels now is:
The mind is chaotic.

The heart is numb.

He is soulless.

Cao Juming frowned, "The students next to me stood up and answered."

The back of the classmate next to me tightened.

Standing up slowly, he knew what the teacher was asking. Looking at the pile of geometric figures on the blackboard, he felt dizzy.

He won't do it.

He faltered and hawed for a long time, but did not say a smooth word.

After waving his hands, Cao Juming said, "Both of you stand at the back with your books, and come back and sit when you're not sleepy."

Cao Juming repeated the question just now, and he got off the platform with his hands behind his back.

"Is there anyone who can do it? Raise your hand if you can."

There was silence in the classroom.

Cao Juming frowned, the fat on his face tightened.

It seemed that his face was a little ferocious and mean.

He walked from the front of the classroom to the back with the teaching stick, and the students on both sides of the aisle immediately opened their eyes wide, for fear that he would catch them and make them sleepy.

He randomly selected several students, but none of them answered correctly.

He was in a bad mood.

The air pressure around the body is getting lower and lower.

When he reached the last row, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

His eyes were sharp, his lips were pressed down, and the anger in his heart reached its peak in an instant.

Cao Juming knocked on the table in front of Ling Qi and said:
"My classmate, where's your book?"

(End of this chapter)