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The noise was sparse, and there were women's sharp lectures coming from the front from time to time, like the sound of fingernails rubbing against glass, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Mu Zi'an, come up and answer the question."

After being hit by chalk, Mu Zi'an woke up from his sleep, looked at the angry math teacher, froze for a moment, then nodded, and then got up from his seat.

She quickly ran to the podium, held the chalk in her hand, took a deep breath, and wrote quickly, her delicate handwriting was still drawn across the blackboard, and she finished answering the question in a short time.

Looking at another empty question next to it, it was a question about plane geometry in the third year of junior high school. Looking at this question, Mu Zi'an frowned.How did the teacher come up with this one?

She paused, hesitated, and then began to write again.

Under the podium, the math teacher watched Mu Zi'an continue to write the second question, his face was bright red.This is an additional question she gave. She just wanted to mention it to the students in the rocket class, but she never thought of asking the students to do it.

This shameless trash fell asleep in her class, and deliberately recited the answers, slapping her in the face, okay!We are at odds! Anyway, she doesn't believe that Mu Zi'an answered the question by himself!

Mu Zi'an finished writing the last stroke, then patted the chalk dust on his body, and walked off the podium, and saw the math teacher's face was not good, staring at him as if he wanted to say something, and the next second, the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

Mu Zi'an walked on indifferently, and heard an uproar from the podium, and some people asked how to do this?However, Mu Zi'an was not obliged to give lectures to her current classmates. After sitting down, she wanted to see how the math teacher would react.

To be honest, Mu Zi'an also felt flustered. After all, when I thought back to my junior high school, I didn't have any talent at all, because I was too lazy to study, and I always passed math every time. A student who can only pass the math exam can only be judged by passing. Why? Not to be suspected?

Sure enough, the students sitting in front turned their heads and stared at her. Even though she was mature enough, she couldn't help feeling a little numb in her back, while the math teacher looked gloomy. After 30 seconds, she closed the Books, say something.

"get out of class is over." He left without looking back.

Seeing that the person left, Mu Zi'an continued to squint his eyes, lying listlessly on the desk, with his upper and lower eyelids closed.

Working all night had drained her energy.Unexpectedly, after drinking three cups of strong bitter tea, I still dozed off during the day...

When everyone was sure that the math teacher had completely left, the class erupted into a commotion. Guo Ze winked at Mu Zi'an excitedly, and exaggeratedly demonstrated the teacher's expression just now.

"Big girl, okay! Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger! Look at the female dinosaur~~~~"

Mu Zi'an stared at him weakly, thinking that Guo Ze was the culprit who caused him to be admitted to a third-rate high school, he felt furious, shook off his hand, and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.

"Such a mentally handicapped question, how could I not?"

After saying this, Mu Zi'an was a little embarrassed. It would be okay if such childish words came from a 12-year-old child, but it's really unreasonable for an old woman in her 30s to be so restless.

But fortunately, I am a child at this moment, so I fooled the whole class.She pretended not to care, and quickly added another sentence, "Don't disturb me, I have something to do tonight."

After finishing speaking, Mu Zi'an ignored everyone and fell into a deep sleep. She felt that the sleep was stiff, so she slowly changed her position, lay down on her seat, and looked down at the table.

Sure enough, because I never study when I go home, all the books are stored here.He took out a brand new textbook from inside, and opened it with trembling fingers.

Not a single note in it.

Mu Zi'an has always regretted that he didn't study hard before. The only thing that can be regarded as natural talent is his analytical logic ability and mental arithmetic ability, which were also discovered in college.

At that time, the instructor said to himself: Although your analytical ability is good, it is a pity that your child has a poor foundation and there is no way out in chemistry.The teacher gives you a suggestion, you should switch to mathematics major...

I have been a teacher for ten years, and my basic ability is absolutely passable.

So, if we start again now, what kind of result will it be?

Mu Zi'an suddenly felt a feeling of being out of breath.

When she was solving the problem just now, she discovered that although her soul is in her 30s, her brain is still a teenager with an amazing memory. Now she can write down the problem silently with her eyes closed.

She found the English book she hated the most. She didn't study anything seriously before, and English was the worst among them. Now that she has made the decision to study hard, she has no right to complain. She doesn't want to miss it anymore.

Looking at those familiar words, it was only now that Mu Zi'an was sure that he was really reborn.The only difference is that Gu Nan didn't come to the house to adopt her.

In this life, they are strangers.