Chapter 492

Fu Zhi went out of the classroom with his mobile phone, and a wechat phone in the group dialed out.

Group voice phone was connected quickly, she reached out to put the headphone line on her face, the noise almost pierced the eardrum.

The voice of the voice over there is very disorderly, "was stolen?"

"She remembers that we have a small group?"

"Why don't you talk? Is it really stolen? "

"She's not a hacker?"

"It's not impossible to make a slip"

"teacher? are you there Are you squeaking

"Don't make a noise," said one Fu Zhi went to the bathroom, put his mobile phone on the black marble platform, turned on the tap and washed his hands.

The earphone cable is half hanging in the air, which makes her voice a little hazy.

There was a moment of silence in the group.

Then the next second, almost after a long wait, Bai Ji's voice was a little excited: "teacher, you finally think of your wechat password?"

When he said this, he was still a bit aggrieved and complained, "I'll handle the QQ group business for you, and you haven't found me again. Do you know how long you haven't taught us? It's been three years and three months! "

Fu Zhi turned off the tap, flipped through the mobile page with one hand, and said with a smile, "it's been more than three years?"

Bai Ji with a bit of complaint to "well" a, "you are busy in a city in the end what secret experiments ah, you say that we can also give you a hand!"

"No experiment," Fu said, "just go to school and prepare to fight for the college entrance examination."

Bai Ji

Ha ha.

What a funny joke.

For a moment, Bai Ji had a sense that a man of full rank would go to the novice village to kill dogs and waste his time.

"Forget it. If you don't want to say it, don't say it." Bai Ji looked squarely at her face: "but, teacher, what's the matter with you calling?"

"Ah, this," Fu Zhi said slowly as he went out from the bathroom and returned to the corridor, "you can let he Ming and Chen Xin come to a city later. The final exam is coming, and no one is taking the children in the class."

****

when Fu Zhi came back to his class, song Fangzheng, who had strong recovery ability, took his classmates to sort out the notes of various subjects.

Song Fang's life motto is very simple.

There must be a way for a car to get to the front of the mountain, and a boat to the bridge.

The last self-study class in the afternoon passed quickly.

The school bell rings at night.

Zhou zihuai finished the physics problem, came down from the platform with a non new exercise book in his hand and came to Fu Zhi, "I roughly estimated that the worst subject in our class is mathematics. Wang Yu and song Fang's grades are all average. My math grades are about 138, but I didn't pass 130 in the final exam."

Fu Zhi is turning the books in his seat.

Her desk and bag have a lot of messy gadgets, less valuable, basically some scrap metal.

Wen Yan threw the badge to one side, raised his head, and said in a clear voice, "is the math problem in the final exam very difficult?"

This is not difficult for Fu Zhi, but this figure is not friendly to Zhou zihuai, "do you know Hu Lei? When he came back from Cambridge University a few years ago, when he worked out math problems, it was the two years with the highest probability of jumping from a building for college entrance examination students in China. "

"Pause," although in order to avoid the jump rate, he is now not a problem, but the well-known mathematical problem groups all over the world like to follow his tricky style

Fu Zhi searched Hu Lei in his mind.

After thinking for a long time, I didn't think of anything and didn't have any impression.

This person should not be the student she took, Fu Zhi casually put his hand, "it's not important, everything is based on the direction of the college entrance examination."

****

at the same time, the other side.

Director Liu with a flashlight in the back of the school in the woods successfully arrested two puppy love students, in the small book after the name, cold hum a, "let your parents come to school tomorrow! How dare you kiss in the woods after the final exam? It's just that the world is in decline and morality is in decline! "

A couple caught shivering.

Director Liu took out his motorcycle key from his office.

After greeting the doorman, he got on his beloved motorcycle.

The pink scooter, a hearse, drifts to the school gate.

A black nanny car also stopped.

Down above came a man in a long black coat. On the bridge of his nose was a golden spectacle frame. It was a school of scholarly atmosphere, as warm as jade.

The scooter chirped twice.

Director Liu turned out the leather gloves in his bag. When he wore them, he glanced at them at random and then stopped.

Because class 21 was late after school, Ma Mingquan had to accompany him.At the moment, Ma Mingquan's little bike is just blocked by the little electric donkey.

"Director Liu, what's the matter? Are you going or not? " He saw director Liu as if he was in SINOPEC.

Director Liu smashed his mouth, then mechanically turned back, saw Ma Mingquan, thought about it, quickly waved and lowered his voice, "that, do you think he looks like Chen Xin?"

As a teacher of the college entrance examination two years ago, Chen Xin is nothing more than a pronoun of "abnormal", "unconventional" and "tricky".

Some students scold him for being mean and impersonal, but few students really pay attention to Chen Xin's private life, including what he looks like.

But the teachers of No.1 middle school are different. Although the development of a city is not as good as that of Beijing, it is a little famous. Previously, the Education Bureau organized the directors and excellent teachers of No.1 middle school to go to Beijing to listen to Chen Xin's class.

Just two years ago, it was said that Ma Mingquan, as a teacher in the physics group, did not pay attention to the teacher who gave the Chinese test paper.

But Xiao Liu is not the same. As the director of the school, he has to listen and see.

Chen Xinyi's face doesn't have much characteristics. The main thing is his scholarly style.

It's unforgettable.

Ma Mingquan naturally would not remember a Chinese teacher. He looked at him carefully for a moment. "I don't know whether it looks like it or not, but it's just a public face without me and Fu Zhi's standard."

Director Liu

No need to insult Fu Zhi all the time.

When it comes to public face, director Liu is not sure. He has only met Chen Xin.

Chen Xin, who has given questions to the college entrance examination, thinks that many noble schools in the capital want to invite him to teach a big lesson in the school, even if it's a little chicken soup, but they don't even care!

How can such a big man come to No.1 Middle School in a city?

Thinking about it, director Liu raised his mobile phone and was about to take another picture to compare it. However, the man who was standing in the same place didn't know when to get back in the car.

The nanny car drove away slowly.

****

the plane of Chen Xin and his party was late. He didn't bet on Fu Zhi at school, so when he got back to the bus, he sent a message to Fu Zhi asking if she had time to come out.

Naturally, the recovery there is extremely slow.

Several men sitting in the car are staring at Chen Xin's mobile phone, except for a man leaning on the back of the car chair. He lifted the blanket in front of him and said in a cool voice, "when on earth do you start to make up lessons? I can't wait to get back to my experimental research. "

His tone was cool and full of impatience.

Chen Xin put down his mobile phone and held the frame down. "We need to contact the school first to prepare the venue, and..."

"I don't care how you prepare," Chen Xin's words were interrupted by Hu Lei, a man's angular face reflected thin anger, "my time is not to waste on a group of children who don't know what to say! I only promise you to teach you seven classes, but what you promise me is to recommend an excellent mathematician to discuss knowledge with me. I hope you will do what you say and don't fool me with rubbish, otherwise you will know the consequences! "

The atmosphere in the car condensed for a moment.

"It's natural." Chen Xin is still a good man. "I've contacted president Ouyang. If you are tired, I'll send you back to the hotel first."

Hu Lei nodded irritably.

Nanny car quickly stopped at the gate of a five-star hotel near No.1 middle school.

Hu Lei opened the door and walked out of the car as if he couldn't bear it.

The door was closed slowly.

"Bang --" with a bang, Qian man knocked down his glass. "What's his attitude? waste material? Who is he calling this trash? Chen Xin, do you hear me? He insulted our master. What did you just stop me from doing? "

After a pause, he kicked in the back of the car seat, "if it wasn't for him, we would be late for the flight and delay meeting with the teacher? He's good at studying abroad? My teacher is Fu Zhi. Have I told the world? If you want me to say that, you should call the teacher out and let him down! "

"You're so excited."

Chen Xin patted Qian man on the shoulder. "It's too troublesome for the teacher to call the teacher out and hit him in the face. When he goes to teach, he will naturally know the gap between him and the teacher."

"Better!"

****

the next day, No.1 Middle School of a city.

Since the first few good classes are not willing to borrow 21 notebooks, this matter has basically become a hot topic in the school.

It seems that they want to borrow the new questions from the good students in class 1. Now when they walk on the campus, they can see that many classes are keeping a distance from class 21.

Even the students of grade one and grade two in senior high school feel that class 21 is holding the sadistic script.

After dinner, a few people were in groups, talking about class 21 and class 1 being against each other. They were unwise and lost their key notes. The test results were predictable.Especially in the early days, the class representatives represented by Xiang Yushen and Xu Tongtong, each with a copy of the small half of the exercise book, were sent to class 3 to class 18.

Each class expressed their gratitude and invited several class committee members of the first class to dinner.

When Xiang Yushen and his party went back, Xu Tongtong's smiling eyes were bent, "with this relationship, let alone class 21 can't borrow good notebook copies, even in the final exam, the grades of our classes depend on these exercise books to improve, and class 21 can't even beat Class 19!"

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