Song Yumeng had gone through a lot of hardships. At noon, when everyone was sleeping, she was still copying Su Xiaoxiao's math homework, cursing Yi Ran in a low voice.
"Damn easy nerves, sick?"
After speaking, she turned her head and hated Yi Ran at the other end of the classroom. Seeing her sleeping soundly behind a stack of books, Song Yumeng felt unbalanced!
Why is Yi Nerve able to sleep while he has to work hard to copy his homework! ! ! You know, she hasn't done math homework for hundreds of years.
Song Yumeng stopped copying her homework.
No, why did she listen so easily to the nerves, saying that if she wants to finish it, she has to finish it? ?
Looking at her workbook on the table, Song Yumeng fell into contemplation.
never mind! Anyway, there is still the last question left to copy, and you are done!
By the time Song Yumeng had finished copying the last question, the wake-up bell had already started to ring, but everyone was still lying on the table, not wanting to wake up.
Song Yumeng shook her sore hand. Seeing that Yi Ran tilted her head and continued to lie on the table lazily, she picked up the exercise book and walked over.
Holding Yi Ran's wrist, she retaliated and pulled her off the table, then walked out of the classroom with her head sullen.
The classmates were still sleeping, and Song Yumeng didn't want to disturb them.
Yi Ran slept soundly, but was woken up by the bell, and her brain was still in chaos. At this time, Song Yumeng was pulling her away. Yi Ran glanced at the wrist she was holding in a daze, and didn't resist, just like that. Was pulled to the empty classroom next door.
Song Yumeng immediately let go of Yi Ran's wrist.
Yi Ran didn't react much, rubbed his hazy eyes, and said lazily, "Please, why are you crazy if you don't sleep at noon?"
"How dare you say I'm crazy???" Song Yumeng pointed at herself, full of shock, and then pointed at Yi Ran and scolded, "You are obviously crazy, you have to let me finish that math homework, otherwise I have Is it because the illness came to pull you?!"
"Oh, what about your homework? Finished?"
"Why not? Will this miss still give you a chance to file a complaint??" Song Yumeng was a little proud.
Yi Ran stretched out her left hand towards her with a light expression, "Check the exercise book for me."
"Take it to you." Song Yumeng rolled her eyes and handed the exercise book to Yi Ran.
Yi Ran blinked twice, her eyes suddenly clear, she carefully checked the exercise book, and a small hill gradually rose between her brows.
Song Yumeng played with her hair beside her, sometimes stirring her hair with her fingers, sometimes smoothing the ends of her hair, and kept paying attention to Yi Ran's micro-expression. The homework thing was discovered by her.
These two pages are full of homework, every formula step is correct, Song Yumeng's math level is Yi Ran, don't you know, besides, this guy didn't do well in math class yesterday, just copy it at first glance of.
Yi Ran closed the book, looked up at her, and mercilessly exposed: "Tell me Miss Song, whose homework did you copy?"
The eldest lady who was dismantled pretended to calmly retorted: "Don't talk nonsense! This is clearly what this lady did!" Don't look at her so imposing and true, her face blushed.
Song Yumeng's blushing Yi Ran could see clearly, but she didn't expose her, smiled and opened the exercise book again, pointed to a question on it, and asked, "Then tell me, this trigonometric function problem. How to do."
"..." Song Yumeng curled her lips, and had no choice but to look at it, "This question, uh, just go first, just go first..."
"Let's do it first?" Yi Ran tapped her head with her fingers while speaking. Song Yumeng said, "Oops."
Song Yumeng's face turned even redder, like a ripe red apple. She held her arms, tilted her head, and pouted, not wanting to pay attention to this annoying easy-going nerve.
Well, in fact, the eldest lady has nothing to refute.
Seeing Song Yumeng's dissatisfaction, Yi Ran sighed and said, "Wait for me here."
After speaking, she turned around and left the empty classroom. While Song Yumeng was still wondering what she was going to do, Yi Ran had already returned with an extra red pen and a draft book in her hand.
"Why are you still standing there, come and listen to me." Yi Ran tapped the empty table with a red pen.
Song Yumeng pouted, leaned over reluctantly, and looked down at her writing the steps.
Yi Ran stood and bent down, pressing the draft book in one hand, and holding a red pen in the other hand to write the formula on it, and while writing, he said: "This kind of trigonometric function is enough to set the formula, first use the sum and difference angle formula to expand, Just use the double angle formula to simplify, understand?"
Even though the eldest lady listened very seriously and didn't even move her eyelids, in fact, she couldn't keep up with Yi Ran's rhythm for a long time.
What are the formulas for sum-difference and double-angle? ? ? She is still thinking about it.
After Yi Ran finished all the questions, seeing that she was still ignorantly reading the formula in the draft, she tapped her head lightly with a red pen.
"Aiya!" Song Yumeng stared at Yi Ran resentfully, "Yi Neng, why are you beating me? Just say it if you want to be beaten!"
"Stop pretending to be you." Yi Ran pursed his lips and smiled and asked, "Well, let me ask you, don't you even know what the sum and difference angle formula is and what the double angle formula is?"
Song Yumeng had no arrogance and stared at Yi Ran unconvinced. She wanted to refute something and find a way back, but she couldn't find any reason in her mind.
She really doesn't know these two formulas yet.
With a smile in Yi Ran's clear eyes, he wrote down all the formulas of the trigonometric functions one by one in the draft, and also specifically noted which formula was called by what name and how it came from.
Yi Ran tore off this page of scratch paper, put it in Song Yumeng's workbook and handed it to her, saying, "Take it, I've written all the formulas for you. If you can't remember the formula, take it out and read it. Look."
Song Yumeng glanced at Yi Ran in surprise, and finally took the exercise book from her and the scratch paper in it.
Yi Ran said again: "Did you understand what I just told you? If you don't understand, I'll tell you again."
"Okay, okay, you are willing to talk about this, but Miss Ben is not willing to listen!" Song Yumeng regained her momentum, "Also, don't be so nice to me, or I will think you are conspiring."
Still conspiring, Yi Ran burst out laughing, "You are also worth my conspiracy? Please, I'm a math class representative, so I should be responsible for you."
When Yi Ran said the word "responsibility", Song Yumeng blushed inexplicably, and scolded directly: "Fuck you! Who wants you to be responsible for me?! But you are not allowed to take care of this lady's affairs in the future. Do you hear me?"
"Okay, okay, I don't care about you, Miss." Yi Ran shrugged helplessly, and then added, "But I can tell you that this kind of trigonometric function is the key point, let alone this exam. Even the college entrance examination has a question every year, you will definitely not lose if you learn it.”
Song Yumeng slid her hand in the air in a particularly exaggerated way, and said, "Cut! As far as you know there is an exam this time, even Tang Seng will not bet on you."
Yi Ran clasped her hands and watched Song Yumeng say nothing, with a smile in her clear eyes.
Song Yumeng was embarrassed by her, so she took the exercise book and lifted her legs and walked away. When she walked to the back door of the classroom and was about to leave, she turned her head and glanced at Yi Ran inexplicably.
Seeing Yi Ran's mouth curling up a little, Song Yumeng turned her head back and walked out of the classroom with her footsteps.
What is this easy to laugh at? ?
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The third class in the afternoon is a weekly class meeting. Usually, everyone attends self-study or themed class meeting, but in today's class, Tang Xiangping used it to reselect class cadres.
"Students, in this class, we will vote to re-elect the class cadres." Tang Xiangping said from the podium, "The class representatives of each subject will not be re-elected. The objects of this re-election are the study committee members, class leaders, and League Party Secretary. ."
The rules for re-election are very simple. If you want to be a class leader, you can go up and give a self-speaking speech. If there are multiple people competing, then other students will vote.
It took a little time for the class cadres such as the study committee member and the party secretary to be elected, and the last class leader was left.
There are many people competing for the squad leader, about ten or so, including making a wish.
The other students finished their speeches one after another, and when it was their turn to make a wish, there was a burst of warm applause from the class.
Although the class is a science class, the fifty students are mixed, there are a lot of boys who like to make wishes, and there are also girls who hate making a wish, but there are only a few, and most of the girls are still in the middle.
"Cut, the best white lotus flower in No. 1 Middle School." Song Yumeng leaned against the wall with her arms in her arms and rolled her eyes, but her voice melted into the applause and no one could hear it.
Song Yumeng's disdain for the wish on the stage could be clearly seen, the corner of her mouth was only slightly hooked, she bowed 90 degrees, and then began her speech.
The voice of making a wish is very nice, like a gurgling stream, and its appearance is also very pure, which can easily arouse the desire to protect others, which is also the reason why making a wish is sought after by many boys in school.
During the wishing speech, Liu Luoyang stared at her the whole time, and wishing also responded to his eyes from time to time, which had to make Liu Luoyang think more: Does wishing also like me
And Song Yumeng is also crazy below, why is this green tea girl staring at her brother Liu Luoyang? Must be seducing people again! ! !
Yi Ran had nothing to do, and the sky outside the window was about to be seen by her. Tang Xiangping glanced behind her to see if she had noticed Song Yumeng's gritted teeth by chance when she was deserting.
Across the distance, Yi Ran rolled her eyes, but Tang Xiangping happened to see them. She thought the white eyes were for herself, so she glared at Yi Ran.
"..." Yi Ran hurriedly turned around and sat in an orderly manner, speechless.
Don't Seng Tang think I'm rolling her eyes? Unlucky.
After the wish-making speech, there was another round of warm applause, and Liu Luoyang drummed very seriously.
Just at this time, the get out of class bell rang, and Tang Xiangping said, "Take advantage of the get out of class time, you can discuss who to vote for, and you will vote as soon as the class starts."
After speaking, Tang Xiangping left, Yi Ran breathed a sigh of relief, thinking: Fortunately, Tang Seng didn't come to trouble me. But when her heart hadn't calmed down, she saw Song Yumeng approaching her aggressively again.
Yi Ran's first reaction was that there must be something wrong.