The Adventures of My All-Rounder Wife

Chapter 125: Learn from scum, learn from foam, learn from water (plus more)

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There was endless quarreling in the classroom, and it happened that Lu Mian walked in.

She seemed to have a self-dispelling function. Those male students who had gathered at the back door all automatically gave way to her, as if welcoming the queen. From the moment she stepped into the classroom to the time she sat in her seat, the whole process Quiet.

As for the topic just now, it is difficult to continue at this time.

Everyone knew that Fat Hao and Shou Hao belonged to Lu Mian, and they couldn't offend Lu Mian, so they could only laugh at the two low school students behind their backs, but they didn't dare to say anything publicly.

Besides, Lu Mian got a perfect score in the physics competition last time, but he is the student on the head teacher's heart.

Lu Mian has long been accustomed to the gaze of others, walked all the way to the seat, stuffed her schoolbag into the desk, and started a day of reading novels.

Fat, thin, and shrugging his head, he returned to his seat, rarely saying hello to her, and there was still a layer of dark clouds hanging over his head.

"What's wrong with you two?" Lu Mian raised her eyes and asked.

The two brothers looked strange and fearful, cautious.

"Brother Mian, are you sober?"

"Well, I'm awake."

"I didn't expect you to look like that when you're drunk...it's scary."

Lu Mian frowned slightly, "Scary? Am I scary when I sleep?"

"Sleep???" The two brothers collapsed.

"It's true that I don't drink well, but I usually go to sleep when I'm drunk. I remember you two helped me down yesterday, and I happened to meet Director Qi, who kindly sent me home."

"!!!"

Look, is this human

Did you eat up the two-hour class

Neither of them dared to say anything, nor dared to ask anything.

The troubled brothers hugged each other, forget it, forget it, never drink with Brother Mian again. The first class is math class.

The thin and thin middle-aged female teacher stood on the podium, holding a triangular ruler, and knocked on the table: "The after-school problem I assigned last Friday, if you do it, raise your hand."

Swish, swish, everyone in the class raised their hands positively.

Fat Hao anxiously turned Shou Hao: "Which question? I forgot!"

"Ham, I don't know either!"

Looking back, I wanted to ask Lu Mian for advice, but I gave up. Brother Mian didn't even find a math textbook.

The flustered look of the two had already caught the eyes of the math teacher Pei Suzhen. Only three people in the class did not raise their hands, yes, just the three of them in the corner.

Third to last, second to last, first to last.

Famous for learning scum, learning foam, and learning water.

Pei Suzhen was furious in her heart, and pointed at the fat and thin brothers with the triangle ruler, "Guo Zihao, Yuan Hao, it seems that you both know how to do it, come and do it on the blackboard!"

Seeing their dazed looks, she gritted her teeth and reminded: "The last question on page 32."

Sadly, the brothers had no choice but to take their textbooks and went to the blackboard dejectedly.

A group of people under the podium were waiting to see the good show.

Pei Suzhen glanced at Lu Mian who was still looking for textbooks, shook her head and sighed.

"Some students, don't think that if you do well in one subject, you are invincible in the world. No matter how good you are in the test, you can only get 100 points if you are the best. During the college entrance examination, the marking teacher doesn't care whether you are biased or not..."

She said a lot of blah blah blah, and everyone could hear that she was talking about Lu Mian.

It's a pity that Lu Mian, the client, seemed to have not understood. He lowered his head and finally found a brand new math textbook in the gap between the desks.

Opening the textbook is her greatest respect for this subject.

At this time, Fat Hao and Shou Hao on the podium flipped through the textbook and glanced at the topic, and the two of them involuntarily exchanged glances.

Tsk, this question...