Teacher, he wants to do problems on the blackboard

At the end of the live broadcast, a wave of high popularity can be harvested. Cheng Jibei said that he didn't know what this operation was.

"The first question is the simplest air pressure judgment question. Except for 'I'm just looking at it casually', the other four students have done it right. I don't have any objections to this student, but if you insist that 970 is greater than 1000, then I will I have nothing to say, I hope your math teacher will not be sad when watching this live broadcast, you have to know that there are always a few people who made small mistakes in their teaching career." Facing so many new viewers, Cheng Jibei still did not change his venomous nature , Analyzing the problem while chastising the students, "Isobars are lines connecting points with equal air pressure. Is there any problem? If you don't understand this well, I can only hope that the Chinese teacher will not be sad when he sees the live broadcast."

"Let's look at the second question again—three of the five students answered this question correctly, so let's take a look at the drafts of two of them and see how they answered it," Cheng Ji said. Bei transferred the non-answer area of ​​two of them to the main screen, "Well, let's take a look...it's Ying Que Siting, Wan Jiang, and Northeast Brother Rocket. Brother, you are really good at this question. All done right."

The bazooka brother shyly posted a barrage, and lost another 100 votes: "I'm sorry, teacher, I was blind. If I know how to explain the idea of ​​the question, I will definitely do the question seriously."

This time, the non-answer area of ​​the Office of Ying Que was filled with words, and he even thoughtfully marked the question number before the solution ideas of each question, so don't look for it too quickly.

"The direction of the horizontal pressure gradient force is from south to north. Under the action of the geostrophic deflection force, the wind direction is deflected to the left and will gradually become parallel to the isobar. At this time, the wind blows from east to west, so the aircraft flies with the wind."

It can be called a textbook model of thinking, and Cheng Jibei almost wants to applaud loudly for the Department of Yingzheng.

"Student Ying Que's thinking is very correct. If you want to cultivate geographical thinking, you must learn to think about a phenomenon comprehensively like him, taking into account various geographical factors." Cheng Jibei praised Ying for the second time today. Que Siting, "You can see that he has a very comprehensive thinking on each question. If some students don't understand, you can take a screenshot of his draft today to match the question and have a look. I believe it will be of great help to you. help."

In the barrage, there was another "66666" lamenting that the Yingque Division Hall really won the favor of Teacher Jibei alone, and some people even speculated that "this Yingque Division Hall knows everything and can't be the one who produces the test papers."

With the written version of the problem-solving ideas of the Yingzheng Office, Cheng Jibei's analysis is also more effective. From time to time, new friends in the barrage praise, "If I can meet such a teacher in high school, my geography grades will definitely be higher. 20 points higher".

Before he knew it, he had reached the last multiple-choice question. Cheng Jibei flipped through the answers of the five people and said, "This question is the only one that Wanjiang got wrong. It is a question about the influence of various forces on the wind direction. Then let's take a look at what Wanjiang's problem-solving thinking is like."

The screen cuts to the non-answer area of ​​Wanjiang, and Cheng Jibei feels that if the black lines on the back of his head can materialize at this moment, then they should already be able to be used as strings.

——This friend of ID Writing Bowl Sauce read as IN01CP station, wrote a fan micro-fiction of Yingkesiting and Mose Live Management 001 in the non-response area.

The new viewers were also shocked. There are local tyrants like the May [-]rd editorial board and fans who are familiar with the rules of fan circles in this live broadcast room. .Cheng Jibei felt that he wanted to cry a little bit, even the anchor himself didn't know how to spend the next second in the live broadcast room or not.

Cheng Jibei quickly switched the screen to the non-response area of ​​Yingke Division Hall without changing his expression and heartbeat: "Okay, let's take a look at the correct way to solve the problem."

Then, in order to prevent further accidents, Cheng Jibei finished all the questions according to the problem-solving steps of Yingquesi Hall, and waved to everyone in this live broadcast room with 40 online viewers in a joyful and peaceful atmosphere. goodbye.

After turning off the camera, Cheng Jibei wiped the sweat from his forehead and began to disassemble the live broadcast equipment.Just as he was struggling with the turning screws of the whiteboard, the door of the study was opened from the outside, and Ying Ke walked in with a cup of steaming milk.

"Are you tired?" Ying Ke put the cup on the desk, walked to Cheng Jibei's side to take over his work, "I'm afraid that the whiteboard will suddenly slip down when you are giving a lecture, and the screws will be a little tight... yours Had a good class."

Seeing Ying Ke dismantle one side in twos and then deal with the other side, Cheng Jibei quietly hid his swollen red fingers behind his back, and said modestly: "I can only teach some simple knowledge. Two CAD is probably not enough."

"The knowledge points in high school are all basic content, and it is not easy to lay a good foundation for students," Ying Ke put the disassembled whiteboard back into several neat parts, and stopped Put the milk in Cheng Jibei's hands, "Drink some milk first, the supper is still in the pot."

He actually made supper, he is indeed a caring and good man who is necessary for home travel.Cheng Jibei once again lamented Yu Yingke's thoughtfulness, and almost blurted out "Boss, I really want to marry you".

Counselor Cheng Jibei certainly didn't dare to face life so straightforwardly, as soon as the word "boss" came out of his mouth, he changed the subject sharply: "...I'll take care of the rest."

Ying Ke smiled and patted Cheng Jibei's head: "Okay, I'll go see if the porridge is ready."

Ten minutes later, Cheng Jibei, who originally planned to eat only one mouthful, couldn't help but ran to the kitchen to add a second bowl of fresh shrimp porridge.

"Boss, your cooking skills are really good," Cheng Jibei gave Yingke a thumbs up while eating, "I'm so envious of people who can cook by themselves."

Ying Ke doesn't have the habit of eating supper, but in order to accompany Cheng Jibei, he also put a bowl of very shallow porridge at hand, stirring the spoon from time to time to let the heat escape: "Just make it casually, if someone is willing to cheer I'm so happy that it's too late, I'll tell my brother in advance what I want to eat in the future."

Feeling the delicious taste of the prawns exploding in his mouth, Cheng Jibei nodded movedly.

Cheng Jibei contracted three quarters of the last pot of fresh shrimp porridge, and Ying Ke froze the remaining quarter and put it in the refrigerator.Cheng Jibei, who knows how cannibalism is soft-spoken, consciously ran to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and tidied up the cooking counter by the way.

"Thank you, Junior Brother."

Cheng Jibei devoted himself to tidying up, and suddenly heard Ying Ke's voice coming from behind, he turned his head only to find that Ying Ke was leaning against the kitchen door and looking at him with a smile in his eyes.

Being praised by Ying Ke, Cheng Jibei felt that the red scarf on his chest became more colorful.He shyly put down the seasoning jar in his hand: "I'm always embarrassed to just eat and do nothing."

Ying Ke walked up to him, coded the bottles of seasoning jars that Cheng Jibei couldn't distinguish clearly in the order of the labels, and walked towards the bedroom with his shoulders hooked: "I'll clean up the rest tomorrow, it's already late today , go to bed first."

Seeing that Ying Ke's steps tended to move towards the master bedroom, Cheng Jibei was startled—oh my god, the boss is going to sleep with me, right?He even started to imagine the situation where the two of them were lying on the not-so-spacious bed and looked at each other.

"Boss, Boss," Cheng Jibei stopped halfway with a stiff expression, "Where do I sleep tonight?"

Ying Ke seemed to have suddenly remembered something, with an apologetic expression: "Ah, the dog in the old house was fostered at my house for a few days ago, and it bit a small gap at the foot of the bed in the guest room, so I have to be wronged tonight. You slept with me."

If he was a straight man with a big heart, it would be fine for his seniors to just make do with it all night, but he is a gay guy with a ulterior motive, and his ideal type is next to him and he has almost zero distance contact... I can't control it at all, okay!Before Cheng Jibei could speak, his face turned red three points, hesitatingly said: "I... I can sleep on the sofa."

"Ah, the air conditioner in the living room is broken. If you want to sleep on the sofa, it's not good to catch a cold." Ying Ke rejected Cheng Jibei's application with reason.

Well?Is that so?Cheng Jibei recalled that two weeks ago, he was still blowing on the hot air conditioner on the sofa and eating chicken feet. After holding back for a long time, he said with emotion: "The quality of the current air conditioner is really bad..."

"Yeah, when the exam week is over, you can accompany your brother to buy a new one. More people's opinions are always good." Ying Ke's expression didn't seem to be joking, "Go to sleep first."

So Cheng Jibei half pushed and half stepped into Ying Ke's bedroom again, and lay down on Ying Ke's bed again, and what was different from the last time was that this time Ying Ke himself slept next to him.

Taking a sneak peek at Ying Ke who was sitting on the bed and watching "All Possible Worlds" with glasses, Cheng Jibei never imagined that the way things would develop would be like this.

——In a sense, I fell asleep to Ying Ke smoothly.

Thinking about it this way, Cheng Jibei, who was originally as calm as a rock, felt his heart start beating wildly again.

"What's wrong?" Feeling Cheng Jibei tossing and turning beside her, Ying Ke put down the book and slightly dimmed the light of the bedside lamp, "Did the light affect you?"

"No...no," Cheng Jibei felt that his throat was a little dry, and swallowed unconsciously, "I just thought there was something I hadn't done... Ah yes, I have to go up and post a goodnight blog."

As if to prove the truth of what he said, Cheng Jibei quickly reached out from the bed and took the mobile phone by the bedside, and with his back to Ying Ke, he logged on to Weibo to say good night to his fans.

@墨色直播-向北师V: Spent an unforgettable night with everyone, good night everyone, I hope everyone can eat what they like and sleep until they want to sleep.

Relying on the fact that he doesn't have any three-dimensional friends on Weibo, Cheng Jibei let himself go and froze for a while.

Before he had time to review the comments, WeChat first alerted Ying Que to send a message.

Y: Did you eat something you like, or did you fall asleep to someone who wanted to sleep?

As expected of a boss, he grasped the real point of this sentence at once.Cheng Jibei turned his head slightly and glanced at Ying Ke, and found that the senior was still concentrating on the book, so he turned his head and started typing again in peace.

Qian Chaoduo: Can't we eat delicious food and sleep with people who want to sleep? [proud]

He heard Ying Ke behind him chuckle, as if he had seen a wonderful episode in the book.

Y: Then I wish you can eat delicious food every day in the future, and sleep until you want to sleep:)

There is too much money: I borrow your auspicious words, and you are also [shake hands][shake hands]

Y: [shakes hands]

Sleeping on Ying Ke's bed and still sending WeChat with another person, Cheng Jibei felt a little inexplicably embarrassed in the excitement, and hurriedly said to the local tyrant, "It's getting late, I turned off the phone", and quickly Put the phone back on the bedside table.

Lying back on the pillow, Cheng Jibei closed his eyes and counted the sheep for a while, and finally fell asleep with the sound of flipping books in his ears.

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The suffocating operation is to sleep together (