"Hey, you're here, too, kid."

Lin Yuanhang was holding a stack of data in his hand. He was slightly surprised when he saw Lu Qingyi.

"I'm a transfer student."

Lu Qingyi nodded gently.

Xu Boyan frowned, "did you find it?"

"Fourth brother, all the information is here."

Lin Yuan sent the information to Xu Boyan like offering treasure.

Dr. l appeared near Jincheng No. 1 middle school.

Xu Boyan frowned and looked at the information in his hand.

Maybe Dr. l used to be a student of Jincheng No. 1 middle school.

Lu Qingyi looked at them with a faint look.

Dr. L.

"How old are the children? Freshman or sophomore?"

When Xu Boyan looked at the information, Lin Yuanhang set his eyes on Lu Qingyi.

The girl is quite different, at least in his fourth brother's opinion.

You know, his fourth brother is famous for not being close to women. He seldom talks to girls at close range.

Lu Qingyi couldn't help raising his hand and touching his cheek: "senior three."

Does she really look like an adult?

She's nineteen now.

Lin Yuanhang was stunned: "the results must be very good?"

"What do you say?"

Lu Qingyi pursed her puzzled eyebrows.

"You have jumped to the third year of senior high school. Can you jump if your grades are not good?"

Lin Yuanhang took it for granted.

Lu Qingyi: "

She didn't know what to say.

"The children are adults."

Xu Boyan didn't lift his head and spit out a few words carelessly.

Lin Yuanhang is a fool.

The head is always one muscle.

His mother named him Yuanhang just in the hope that he would be smarter and go further in the future.

Who knows, these two goods are not smart, but one track minded.

Lin Yuanhang: "

Grown up?

Why does it look so small?

Xu Boyan closed the information and rubbed the center of his eyebrows: "there is no qualified one."

About 25 years old, long hair, like ancient clothes.

"Children, don't you go to class?"

She looked at the girl standing by eating lollipops.

Lu Qingyi shrugged: "ah, I don't want to go."

The classroom is so noisy that she is upset.

"Aren't you afraid of being punished?"

Children are so interesting.

"Fired? I don't care."

Lu Qingyi shrugged and looked indifferent.

However, if Lu Yao doesn't want to, she can stay in this school until she graduates from senior three.

The largest investor still has the right to speak.

"Sugar?"

Xu Boyan took out several colorful sweets from his pocket, grabbed them in the palm of his hand and spread them out in front of Lu Qingyi.

Candy is colorful. The wrapping paper is fluorescent and emits dazzling light under the irradiation of the sun.

It's pretty.

Lu Qingyi was not polite at all: "thank you."

Lin Yuanhang: "

Shit, that's aunt Xu's sugar.

Xu Boyan gave it to Lu Qingyi.

Xu Boyan's mother wanted Xu Boyan to take a girlfriend home.

Xu Boyan is cold. His mother is afraid that he won't coax girls. She always habitually fills him with candy.

The original words are like this: "when you meet a girl you like, if you are stupid and can't coax, give her candy. Girls are very simple. One candy can solve it."

Lu Qingyi yawned and said, "I'm going back to class."

I'm a little sleepy. I stayed up late last night to read a novel.

Although the classroom is noisy, it is also a good place to sleep.

"Are you Lu Qingyi, the transferred student?"

On the podium of class 20, an old male teacher was talking about exercises.

Under the podium, one was sleepy, but there was no one talking.

The math teacher raised his hand to the mirror frame, and his sharp eyes fell on Lu Qingyi at the door.

It's crazy.

Skip class.

Lu Qingyi gave a faint "um".

"You have solved this problem. If you can't solve it, just stand outside and go to my office to write a review after class."

The math teacher blew his beard and stared.

"I know all the words on this subject, but let me figure it out and I immediately feel strange."

"It's too hard."

"I can't even solve a simple univariate quadratic equation."

"Lu Qingyi has great courage. Lao Hu dares to escape his classes."

The math teacher is Hu Feng, one of the most severe teachers in No. 1 middle school.

You can listen to his class or not, on the premise that you can't talk and affect others' study.

He must meet his requirements in the exam.

Lu Qingyi picked up his eyebrow: "can you go in when you do it?"

Her eyes swept over the title on the blackboard.

Function.

Hu Feng stared: "yes. If you do it, you don't have to take my math class."

He knows everything about class 20.

I know nothing about mathematics.

"OK."

Lu Qingyi walked into the classroom with a slight hook on her lips and took out a piece of chalk from the chalk box.

Write and draw on the blackboard without thinking.

She moves so fast that she doesn't seem to need to think at all.

Two minutes later, Lu Qingyi threw down the chalk and patted the chalk crumbs on his hands. Without looking at Hu Feng, he returned to his seat.

"Shit, can't you really solve it?"

"Is this right or not?"

"Did you write it casually or really?"

Forgive them for not understanding, staring at the blackboard one by one.

Lu Qingyi's words are very beautiful, with dragons flying and Phoenix dancing, giving people a pleasant feeling.

Hu Feng looked at the blackboard in shock, and then looked at Lu Qingyi incredulously.

It's really written. The problem-solving process is perfect, which is much simpler than his own algorithm.

Is there really such a person in class 20?

If someone works out this problem in class 1, he will only feel gratified.

This problem is actually quite simple.

But it was completely different in class 20. He was shocked.

Hu Feng cleared his throat: "Lu Qingyi."

"Don't you mean I can do it without having math class? I don't want to listen to class now and want to sleep."

Lu Qingyi was named by Hu Feng as soon as she got down. She raised her head in some displeasure.

"The teacher asked you a question, are you the best at math?"

The results of the students in class 20 are not very good. The only explanation is that Lu Qingyi is seriously partial to the Department.

Lu Qingyi frowned: "no, that's it."

Her biology is more advanced.

"Qingyi, you are good at math." Jiang Yumeng looked at Lu Qingyi with envy.

Lao Hu's class, the math problems he wrote on the blackboard, no one in class 20 can solve them completely.

"It's just a function problem." Lu Qingyi shrugged and said indifferently.

High school knowledge, in her eyes, seemed to be multiplication within ten, especially simple.

nothing more?

Ah, hey, it seems that Lu Qingyi is a great God. There is nothing wrong. What she can't understand is just one in Lu Qingyi's eyes.