Zhou Xiu walked into the office, she found the teacher in her class, and asked, "I have a math problem but can't write, is the teacher free?"
Teacher Huang teaches mathematics in class 24. He himself has taught ordinary classes for more than ten years, and he has never moved his position. Although the benefits of teaching the rocket class and Wenna class are high, it is not as leisurely and worry-free as the ordinary class.
He closed the stocks he was browsing, and asked without interest: "What question do you want to ask?"
Zhou Xiu pointed to the finale question.
"It's useless for you to study this question, so you don't need to write it. Do you have anything else to do?"
Mr. Huang's hesitant eyes moved back to the stocks on the webpage.
He didn't think the students in class 24 were capable enough, they played games and slept in class every day. The funny thing was that there was a girl in the class who only knew how to put on makeup all day long.
Rather than wasting patience on them, it is better to watch the stock market more.
"Why is it useless?" Zhou Xiu asked.
She couldn't ask the final question, so she decided to ask a geometry question instead.
Teacher Huang glanced at the test paper. This is a difficult problem deliberately set by the mathematics team leader, which is far beyond the level of the students in Class 24. It's not that he looks down on Class 24, in fact, Class 24 is a place where a bunch of rubbish rich second generations gather to dawdle.
He frowned and said, "Do you know the properties of harmonic quadrilaterals? Please recite it to me."
Zhou Xiu shook his head.
Teacher Huang handed her a pencil: "Find out what's wrong with it?"
Zhou Xiu shook his head again.
After asking three questions, Teacher Huang put away his contemptuous attitude and flew into a rage: "I don't listen carefully in class, and I pretend to be diligent after class. The teacher's precious time is wasted by students like you. Go back and copy this property theorem a hundred times." give it to me!"
Educational resources in the countryside are scarce, and Zhou Xiu has never been exposed to this knowledge point.
She met the teacher's contemptuous gaze, and the indifference in that gaze was embarrassing.
"Teacher... I..."
"Are you still making excuses for your mistakes?"
Zhou Xiu said seriously, "I haven't."
She silently clenched her fists in her sleeves, and walked out of the office with the test paper in hand.
[Young man, to change others’ perception of you and let the world recognize you, you need to change yourself first.]
Zhou Xiu stopped at the door of the office.
The system also said: [Persistently, the rotten wood will not be broken; if you persevere, you can carve gold and stone. The vast majority of people have mediocre talents, but they can often make up for it through acquired efforts. Do you want to give up, young man?]
Zhou Xiu gripped the test paper tightly, turned around and walked into the office again.
Zhou Xiu walked towards Teacher Huang's place, and when Teacher Huang was about to teach someone with a straight face, he passed him by mistake.
She saw a leisurely male teacher in the corner of the office, so she boldly handed the test paper to him in the corner.
"Hi teacher, I can't write a few questions, can you teach me?"
"Oh, show it to me?"
The old teacher, who is over fifty years old, seemed a little surprised, but quickly went straight to the topic and talked about the topic.
He didn't seem to care whether Zhou Xiu was his student or not.
Teacher Huang opened his mouth.
Half an hour later, Zhou Xiu solved his confusion in a stumbling manner. It took her ten minutes to sort out her thoughts, and filled the test papers on the next table.
When the test papers were filled, the system did not announce the completion of the task.
Zhou Xiu clenched the pen tightly, took a deep breath, and asked the kind old teacher with the cheek.
"Can the teacher correct the paper for me?"
Not only the old teachers were surprised. Teacher Huang was also dumbfounded, he was angry and angry.
He thought it was this poor student deliberately showing him off. Otherwise, she would look for no one but the teacher with the weirdest temper in the grade group.
The old teacher asked: "Does the score matter?"
Of course it is important.
This is related to whether Zhou Xiu will walk or go back by car tonight. She knew that she couldn't count on Teacher Huang, who was addicted to stocks, to correct her test papers.
The old teacher didn't struggle for long, picked up the red pen and quickly corrected Zhou Xiu.
A test paper with 100 points, no more, no less, exactly 80 points.
The bright red eighties fell, and the system immediately dropped the sound of completing the task at that moment. Zhou Xiu felt that there was no music in the world more beautiful than it.
[Ding—Ms. Wang's math test paper (32A) has a correct rate of 80%, please receive a 5RMB reward.]
Zhou Xiu put his hand in his pocket and touched it.
Touched a thin bill.
She smiled knowingly: "Thank you teacher."
…
After Zhou Xiu left, Teacher Huang complained to the old teacher as if shirking responsibility:
"That student is too ignorant, did she delay you a lot of time? This kind of student is too difficult to teach, and the theorem I just said a few days ago was forgotten."
Teacher Huang didn't even know that Zhou Xiu was in class today.
The old teacher said calmly: "How could it be? Although her foundation is a bit weak, her logic is not bad. She got 80% on the paper."
Eighty points
The smile on Teacher Huang's mouth suddenly froze.
Volume A has always been written for the students of Rocket Class and Winner Class, especially the last few finale questions, which are completely played by the team leader, and occasionally used to select seedlings from the competition class. Although Zhou Xiu took advantage of it and asked the teacher the solution to the big problem.
But it doesn't mean that she can solve all the problems she did before.
"Hehe, then you must have made the paper easy this time. Xi Shaoyuan, who is in Teacher Wang's class, is probably a perfect score if he writes casually."
The old teacher said indifferently: "He, he has zero points."
recess time.
Although he earned the travel expenses back to Xi's house through opportunism, Zhou Xiu still spent a little time to thoroughly understand the knowledge points of these big questions. The notes filled two pages.
Moments at the same table woke up, saw Zhou Xiu working so hard, yawned and asked, "Your grades are so good, why didn't you go to the rocket class?"
The basis of her judgment is very simple and rude, and she must be a top student who can come to Yude to study in a difficult family.
Zhou Xiu corrected her honestly: "My grades are average."
Trivia: "Cut."
Xueba is really hypocritical.
After school, Zhou Xiu, who got on the subway bus and returned to Xi's house smoothly, received a call from home.
The aunt of the Xi's family informed her with a strange expression: "Xiuxiu, your family has called you."
Zhou Xiu answered the phone.
"Zhaodi, you have fallen into the nest of blessings now. You can't enjoy the blessings forever. I heard that the Xi family is very rich, so don't just focus on studying—"
The cold and hard voice came from the microphone, which startled Zhou Xiu.
Hearing this, Zhou Xiu hung the microphone in the air, not listening to the chattering and greedy voice inside. When Zhou Xiu was forced to drop out of school some time ago, this shrill voice said:
"What's the use of girls reading so many books! Why don't they marry someone else in the end!"
In the dream, the Zhou family repeatedly emphasized to "Zhou Xiu" that she should have a good relationship with the Xi family, especially Xi Shaoyuan.
"Xiu, you have to cling to that young master of the Xi family. If you follow him, you will be prosperous in this life."
Xi Shaoyuan's driver had come back early to pick him up. At this time, he had already finished his run and came back from the outside, just in time to see Zhou Xiu on the phone.
The girl from the country hung the microphone impatiently with a cold and impatient face, not wanting to listen to her family's calls at all.
It's completely different from flattering and flattering your family members.
Xi Shaoyuan's eyes stayed on her for a while.
Zhou Xiu listened to her family members urging her to please Xi Shaoyuan, raised her head and saw his cold and lazy eyes.
Zhou Xiu was a little lucky, fortunately, Xi Shaoyuan couldn't understand the native dialect spoken by her grandmother, otherwise she would have to find a crack in the ground to get in.
Zhou Xiu hung up the phone. With a chill in my heart, I became vigilant: it seems that I should listen to such brainwashing calls less in the future.
Isn't it good to study hard? She will not be as naive as "Zhou Xiu". She can get rich by studying, why should she rely on men.
[Well said.]
[Congratulations to the boy for establishing a correct worldview.]
kitchen.
When the Xi family's aunt was cleaning up, she muttered, "Zhou Xiu's family is very strange. They inquire everywhere. Not only about the wife, but also about the young master. I can't wait to get to the bottom of it."
They don't care much about their children. The face of greed is undoubtedly revealed.
Auntie Niu and Zhou Xiu are half-citizens, and can understand some of Zhou Xiu's hometown dialect. She answered the phone call from Zhou Xiu's family just now.
Aunt Niu was disgusted.
She was worried about this suddenly extra country girl.
Auntie couldn't help becoming vigilant: "Madam is too big-hearted, and she doesn't avoid suspicion of the child's age. They are still in their teens and play together..."
Poor girls have seen wealth and honor, and I am afraid that they will not be able to get rid of them even if they are beaten or scolded.
The butler smiled, and said gently, "If the young master is so easy to approach, he wouldn't be the young master."
"I hope that the young master can be more cheerful, have one more person in the family, and be more angry. Don't you think it's very good? I think Madam probably thinks so too."
Aunt Niu suddenly fell silent.
They watched the young master grow up, and it's pitiful to say the least.
His parents divorced when he was five years old, and he grew up with his mother. Mrs. Xi didn't care much about him either, the mother and son's way of getting along was very strange. Sometimes she is so busy that she almost forgets that she has such a son.
The butler said, "If you're really worried, we can beat it."
In fact, there is no need to beat.
Zhou Xiu hung up the phone ahead of time and wanted to get some water when he heard such words. It turns out that Xi Mu is the only one who is slow, and the others have long been vigilant.
Zhou Xiu swallowed, suppressed the desire to drink water, left the kitchen silently, and went back to her room to do her homework.
[System, I want to preview my homework!]
[Come on boy!]
When Zhou Xiu was in the country, she had already preliminarily studied one-third of her mathematics. Her best subject was mathematics. During the days when she was forced to drop out of school, she had nothing to do and frequently looked through textbooks.
Zhou Xiu finished the regular homework for tomorrow.
At the same time, a ding sounded in her mind, [The correct rate of daily homework reaches 90%, and a 15RMB reward will be received.]
Zhou Xiu touched her pocket, and there were indeed two banknotes lying in it. She found a cardboard box and packed them with care.