The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

She smiled slightly and was generous,

"The professor is so insightful about this model, why don't we talk about it together, and you can also share your views? In this way, we, the younger generation, can also understand the differences in your views and Mr. Abbott's, and maybe we can come up with new ideas. The spark can also correct my shallow understanding.

No one expected that Gu Weimian would say this.

Her humility, her generosity, and her tolerance for different scientific opinions.

It was an eye-opener for everyone.

No one could have imagined that Gu Weimian could have such magnanimity at such a young age.

Does Gu Weimian really have such magnanimity?

The smile on her face never changed, she was always smiling like that.

It's just that his eyes are a little dark.

Professor Yan Da's eyes widened, his nose quivered, and he breathed heavily.

He opened his mouth.

The mouth that used to talk endlessly was now unable to spit out a single word.

Everyone has noticed the professor's abnormality.

His students looked even more nervous.

"Teacher, are you okay? Why don't you just tell them..."

But the muscles on Professor Yan Da's face trembled rapidly, and he said...what?

Back the magazine with the wrong print?

That would obviously be another joke.

Gu Weimian frowned in confusion.

"Professor? What's wrong with you? Or... can you comment on my problem-solving process? You gave me a zero score for this question. I have always been a little unable to understand it. I thought you must have your reasons.

It is an attitude of humbly asking for advice.

Professor Yan Da's eyelids kept trembling as he glanced at the papers on the table.

Even under normal circumstances, it would be difficult for him to understand this, let alone in this situation.

His head was buzzing.

How could it be possible to see why.

Even under normal circumstances, it would be impossible to tell anything in such a short period of time.

Not to mention the current situation.

There were already whispers in the auditorium:

"What was he thinking when he corrected the paper? Is it so difficult to tell him?"

"Albert has already admitted that Gu Weimian's method is right, so there must be no problem. He didn't even notice it when he corrected the paper. How could he notice it this time?"

"Perhaps he was confused by the standard answer before. He has been told that this process is correct and more concise. He should be able to see it, right?"

These are passers-by.

Gu Weimian's fans all had sneers on their faces, but they were reserved and didn't say much.

They have no good impression of this professor at all!

If you're not good enough, you're still fooling around.

If they hadn't experienced enough and stood firm enough, wouldn't they have hurt Gu Weimian's heart again just now?

Thinking of this, their hearts twitched.

Their husbands are so pitiful.

Always provoke such inexplicable villains.

Maybe this is the price of being too talented...

Everyone sighed sadly.

Time passed by, but there was still no response from Professor Yan Da.

His orange-skinned face was getting redder and redder, like a shrimp that was about to be steamed, and his eyes were getting bigger and bigger, almost bursting out of his eye sockets.

Passers-by became more and more suspicious:

"You don't understand it at all, do you?"

"Let me go. If he didn't understand it, how could he correct the paper? Because he didn't understand it, he gave it a zero mark?"

"I'm going to...this shit..."

That's a bit shameless, right?