Zhou Yu stepped on the class bell to enter the classroom, and when he glanced over, he saw Yin Zhu talking to a few boys in front of him.
"It turns out that this question is calculated like this, thank you."
Yin Zhu: "No."
He pulled out the chair and sat down.
Yin Zhu watched him come back, leaned over, and at the same time pulled the exercise book over, "Zhou Yu, let's see how to solve this problem after class."
This class was a Chinese class, and he solved it shortly after the class, and he pushed back the exercise book to her.
His handwriting is beautiful, powerful, and comfortable to read, but she didn't expect that it took him half a minute to solve a problem that she couldn't think of for an hour.
"Is there anything else?"
Yin Zhu: "Yes, you successfully stimulated me and want to compare with your big Buddha."
Zhou Yu's mouth twitched slightly, "Come on."
Yin Zhu glanced at the Chinese teacher from Tiannan to Dibei, took out a math problem book she had bought before, and went over to discuss with him.
After half a class, Yin Zhu felt that the more he went down, the sooner or later he would be pissed off.
"Your thinking was wrong from the beginning."
"The most basic addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division can all be calculated wrong, buy you this elementary school math problem to practice?"
She stroked the pen directly, "Say one more sentence, believe it or not, I will punch you."
When Zhou Yu heard it, his eyebrows were pale, and he glanced at her wrist that had been dislocated not long ago.
Yin Zhu: "..."
It was unbearable. She was calm on her face, and at the same time stretched her hand over and buckled his head. Who knew she died halfway through, and she was forced to hold him. This backlash brought her forward and headed towards him. A bump in the chest.
The clothes rubbed against the ears.
Zhou Yu stiffened and stared at her hair.
She put one hand on his lap, and her head was a little dizzy.
Her face couldn't be stretched, she almost spoke subconsciously:
"You are too hard."
Then he straightened his body and slid his long hair out of his clothes. The Chinese teacher noticed the movement and looked towards them. Yin Zhu secretly kicked his foot and lowered his voice:
"Don't leave after school."
Zhou Yuxiao's shoulders trembled.
Yin Zhu still wanted to give him a kick, but Yu Guang gave him a casual look and saw a familiar figure.
Several school leaders and Yin Jingzheng happened to pass by their class. When Yin Jingzheng's line of sight was about to be swept over, Yin Zhu's heart got a bump.
Putting the jacket on his lap around Yu's head, he lowered his body by the way.
Zhou Yu suddenly dimmed before his eyes:
She turned her back and looked away, trying to make herself look like she was listening to the class seriously.
Yin Jingzheng had actually noticed her, took a look and then closed his gaze back.
When someone had already walked over, Yin Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, Zhou Yu took off his coat and stared at her.
Yin Zhu pulled down his hair, met his gaze, and said, "I'm nervous."
…
Gu Qi's news was also good, and the head teacher informed him that he had come to the principal's office.
He didn't take it seriously. When he got there, he caught a glimpse of a few men in suits who looked very formal and serious.
Principal: "Classmate Zhou Yu, right?"
Zhou Yu: "Well, I am."
The principal patted the desktop, "What do you look like as a student with a mobile phone in school?!"
"Students should look like students, and their attention should also be focused on learning. How can we ignore the school rules and regulations, and even not say hello to the mayor? A student like you will only undermine the good atmosphere of our school. !"
A series of words from the principal came down, and Yin Jing, who was sitting by the side, stood up and walked over.
"Principal Zhang, this little thing is unnecessary. This student is still young and it's normal to make some mistakes."