Chapter 3546

"Don't cry." ranbai is tired of listening to the cry. She has always had no feeling for children. She glances at the boy indifferently, not light or heavy.

The eyes are very light, but they seduce the soul. They have a sense of distance for no reason.

The little boy stayed for a moment and sucked his nose. His sudden desire for survival made him instinctively stop crying.

Song Yu was a little embarrassed. She smiled and whispered, "be gentle with children."

"Sister, can I follow you?" the little boy was also very discerning. He could see that Song Yu was obviously closer, so he pulled Song Yu's hand and begged Song Yu.

"Of course." Song Yu was bored at the bottom of his heart and even felt dirty, but his face was still immortal. "The child is so lovely. How could he leave you here alone."

"First tell me what you're doing?" ran Bai said quietly, chewing gum.

The little boy hid behind Song Yu timidly.

"Anyway, he is also a child. Don't ask like that." Song Yu rubbed the boy's head and blocked it in front of him, making it like dyeing white bullying.

"OK." ran Bai smiled and didn't care. "If you think it's unnecessary, it's unnecessary."

Song Yu pursed her lips and felt wronged.

"Take a child for no reason?" Han zhe raised his eyebrows, glanced at the boy's face, felt very funny, licked his lower lip and walked directly upstairs.

Third floor.

Outside the classroom.

Han zhe looked subtly at the door that had been knocked over by someone. He paused for two seconds and asked: "... Is it uneasy that the broken door of this classroom is put there?"

The culprit Bai didn't speak.

Shen Jiao solemnly agreed, "yes."

After entering the classroom, Shen Jiao found that it was different.

The previously blank blackboard now writes a math problem with chalk that occupies half of the blackboard.

No answer.

Finally, a separate question mark was drawn.

You can see what it means at a glance.

They have to solve the problem!

Looking at a completely strange math problem, Shen Jiao's eyes were completely black.

What is this?

Does math look like this?

What is mathematics?

Questions from the soul.

Promise couldn't help laughing and joked: "I didn't expect that the program group was so considerate that we felt the fear of being dominated by mathematics again."

"Yes, raise your hand." Shen Jiao retreated silently. "It's none of my business."

"I can try." Song Yu was afraid of being robbed of the opportunity to be in the limelight by others. He spoke almost the next second when Shen Jiao's voice fell.

This is a good opportunity to suck powder.

The female Xueba's personal design is also good.

And before that, the director told her that there would be such a link, and directly told her the question and answer. She just had to pretend to write a few formulas on the blackboard and finally write the answer.

No one will pay attention to those details.

The little boy followed them all the time, his eyes silently stayed on the bloody school uniform, took back his eyes and stared at his toes.

Shen Jiao listened to Song Yu's words and said oh.

"That's troublesome." promised with a curved eyebrow, "come on."

Song Yu nodded demurely.

She stepped forward, picked up the chalk put aside, and began to write up according to the formula in her memory.

In fact, she has no impression of mathematics, but the answers always have to be memorized.

Song Yu carefully wrote on the blackboard, and the blackboard writing he had deliberately practiced before also looked particularly beautiful.

Ran Bai leaned aside, the tip of her tongue against the gum, full of mint fragrance. She raised her eyes and looked at the topic on the blackboard. She half narrowed her eyes and said, "are you sure?" ran Bai looked at her with a smile.

That kind of eyes made Song Yu feel guilty subconsciously, but more angry at being questioned.

The atmosphere stagnated for a moment.

"The formula is wrong."

At this time, a voice as cool as water suddenly fell.

There is no emotion, just calmly stating the facts.

Song Yu looked at Ji ran with a stiff face.

Ji ran was still clear and meaningful. He looked at the formula on the blackboard indifferently, "the original formula is written backwards."

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

If you make a mistake about math, everything will fall apart.

When this formula is completely wrong, it is impossible to establish the conditions and draw a conclusion.

So how can Song Yu calculate the answer from a mathematical problem with a bug and no answer?

"Hahaha, it's not a big problem..." promised to make things right. "Maybe the staff made a careless mistake for a while. It's nothing. Let's continue."

There was a crash among netizens in the live broadcasting room.

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After a few seconds of silence, someone finally began to talk.

[do Song Yu fans slap in the face?]

[used to spray people there to greet their parents. Now do you slap your face?]

[does your face hurt, elm babies.]

[Song Yu's clothes are very good. I'm afraid the program team didn't operate the stone hammer in a dark box]

[ah, I was ready to spray song Bai, but now I'm suddenly surrounded by powder. What should I do?]

Finally, the program team also took the initiative to admit the mistake. After modifying the formula, dye Bai directly wrote an answer, which passed.