I wish good times to be good times

The math teacher can use this reason to change the topic with A Shuang next time. The math teacher watched A Shuang pat her on the shoulder with his hand, and motioned for her to go down first and sit down on the seat.

So he turned around to check whether Xuanwu did the math problem correctly, but at this moment, the math teacher unexpectedly discovered that Xuanwu was so serious and standard in writing when doing the problem, and the math problem he wrote was completely correct. And speaking from the perspective of thinking, Xuanwu's question can convince these people in the field of mathematics even more.

But if you put it in the classroom, this question will be as difficult as the sky for other students.

The math teacher was stunned when he saw Xuanwu's problem-solving process, and stared blankly at the blackboard for a while.

Xuanwu reached out and closed the math teacher's jaw with his hand. Fortunately, the math teacher didn't let his saliva flow down. Xuanwu shook his hand in front of the math teacher and said, "Teacher? Teacher, you see that the question I wrote is correct. ?"

Only then did the math teacher come to his senses, and he smiled and said, "Student Runze, what you wrote... no... yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes..."

The math teacher didn't know how many times he said "right". After a long time, the math teacher changed the subject and said quickly, "I'm sorry, Run Ze, if you can solve this math problem, then the extracurricular books you read must be good." Less, and there must be a lot of math problems outside of class!"

When he said these words, he didn't mean to ask, but said, in fact, you read a lot of books.

Xuanwu looked at the math teacher with a chuckle, stared at the math teacher with twinkling eyes and said, "There are many in Athens."

When the math teacher heard Xuanwu's answer, his brows suddenly frowned. He looked at Xuanwu, his face full of doubts. He seemed to be wondering if he had read too little.

The math teacher looked at Xuanwu in disbelief: "Huh? Have you read Athens? Is Athens a book? Is it an explanation of math problems? Why haven't I heard anyone mention the content of this book before? I didn't even hear them tell me that the book existed."

When Xuanwu heard the math teacher say this, he closed his eyes and kept shaking his head, as if he had a thousand words in his heart that he wanted to say, but he couldn't.

Xuanwu knew that no matter how he explained it, he couldn't explain it clearly, so he picked up the chalk again, shook his head, and his face was full of helplessness.

He wrote his thoughts on the blackboard, and filled up the blank space on the blackboard. These words were: "A little too much..."

Then I followed these words with several periods, as if I wanted to use this method to express the unspeakable emotion deep in my heart.

When the whole class saw Xuanwu writing these three words on the blackboard, some students read it aloud: "It's a bit too much!!"

As if wanting to pick off Xuanwu, he raised the voice of these words very high.They want to raise their voices so that everyone can hear the same thing, but it seems that the person they want to hear is the math teacher.

When the math teacher heard the whole class read these three words in unison, his face turned livid.

Wishing to stamp a footprint on the ground, the math teacher seemed to have suddenly thought of a remedy, looked at Xuan Wu and raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly.