Chapter 497

Hu Lei, standing on the platform, is still picking people.

Under the stage, song Fang got up and directly pulled the exercise book of the front row: "is this the original question he gave? I'll take yours and copy it. "

Waking up, he turned his head and said in a good voice, "it's not the original question. I haven't seen it in the exercise book."

Song Fang

It's a dog's day.

All the students in the classroom were sighing.

I can't help complaining while pretending to be dead.

"I grass, don't look this way, I can't do it together!" Wang Yu pulled the math book from the desk and stood up, completely blocking his face.

Fat Sports Committee directly under the desk.

If only fan GAODA's strict teacher asked questions, he would be punished for writing.

Who is Hu Lei?

Well known professors at home and abroad have a higher status than he Ming, who was vice president of the Qing University.

He can't write the title, so he always thinks it's not very good.

Hu Lei's line of sight in the last line around two circles, and then killed a shot in the arm, "just the boy, his right hand with a mobile phone girl, you come up to write."

Good. The dust's settled.

The sound of "Hu -" came out clearly from the whole hall.

Everybody relax.

Wang Yu raised his hand and drew a cross from Song Fang's forehead to his chest. "Amen, may the Lord bless you, my child."

Song put a clap to open his hand, "dead."

Wang Yu went to see the fat Sports Committee, "he is fierce to me."

"Don't talk nonsense. He doesn't have a chest." The fat Sports Committee picked up the peach stones from the garbage bag and said, "I know you don't believe in God, son."

He stopped, pulled the palm of song Fang's hand, put the peach stone in, "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, I hope you will step into the Western Paradise as soon as possible."

Song Fang's forehead was full of green tendons. "Are you two going to die together?"

Oh, I don't believe in Buddhism.

Wang Yu and fat Sports Committee turn their attention to Ye Jiu again.

Ye Jiuzheng understood and asked him: "you don't take medicine or injection when you are sick?"

Song Fang nodded firmly.

How bad it is to take medicine and injections. The body has taken antibodies.

Ye Jiu stepped back one meter and frowned, as if seeing the essence clearly through the phenomenon: "classmate, do you believe in Dafa?"

Song Fang

Wang Yu and fat sports commissar shiver, fat sports commissar neck Jade Buddha shaking down to song put hand, "heirloom, heirloom! Believe in Buddhism with me, brother. The cult is terrible! "

Song Fang: "# @ # * * @"

Song Fang took a deep breath: "go away."

"Well." Wang Yu slaps fat Sports Committee and ye Jiu nimbly, and several people make room for song Fangfang to let him go out of his seat.

Song Fang

Hu Lei did not know when to sit on one side of the table to look at the transcripts of the three classes.

Song Fang stood in front of the platform, holding a white chalk, and Fu Zhi was on his left.

The problem he took was the simplest of the two.

Nevertheless, song Fang couldn't hold a word out.

Why don't you just kneel down and apologize to Hu Lei?

Song Fang thought, some not very nice touch nose.

He has always been a poor learner. Besides, such a big problem itself is a proof problem, and there is no formula to go up.

"Solution, f (x) = ex, f (a) = 2ex..."

A cold voice came from the left.

Song Fang was stunned for a moment.

Then he turned his head and looked at Fu Zhi, who was also holding a piece of chalk.

The little girl's expression is very indifferent, a stroke in writing Hu Lei's title, look at the expression, it seems that just words is not what she said.

White chalk on the blackboard across, issued a dull sound, holding chalk fingertips slender, white wrists clearly visible cyan vein.

"Look what I'm doing. Write the questions."

In a word, success brings song back to life, and he nods busily.

Looking at the report card, Hu Lei took time to ask, "who is Fu Zhi?"

Under the stage, the monitor of class 19 pointed to the platform, "over there."

Hu Lei's eyes follow the direction of the girl's fingers.

This is the first time that he has given a substitute course to a school in a small place, or to a group of middle school students. He doesn't pay attention to this group of students, but Fu Zhi's achievements are still brilliant.

Hu Lei's current psychology is to find food in the garbage.

He noticed that Fu Zhi was the one who started to play mobile games after he came to the class, but only one of them didn't listen to me. He didn't care about one or two students, and even thought that Fu Zhi was too complacent to attend class when he had a little achievement.

Hu Lei folded his report card and put it back on the table. Facing Fu Zhi in front of the blackboard, he said calmly, "three minutes, I can't do it. I don't need to do it. I'll go back and write it."The chalk in Song Fang's hand broke into two pieces.

Fu Zhi's voice is slow: "simultaneous binary linear equations, a = 15..."

Song Fang wrote, and then worried: "teach me to write, how do you do?"

As he spoke, he looked nervously at Fu Zhi.

Then I saw that Fu Zhi had already written half of the answers on the blackboard.

Song Fang

He's stupid, really.

He's just a chicken trying to worry about Fu Zhi.

Fu Zhi said a few more steps, song Fang answered, and soon walked down from the platform.

Fu Zhi's steps finished, and then sat back.

Hu Lei sideways, looked at the two people's answer steps, "there is no big problem, the exam just write according to this line, but Fu Zhi this way, her method is too complex, there are simple algorithms, from this step, you can draw a picture, specific after class to find the answer, don't talk about, a waste of time."

Students under the stage

Well, if you're a professor, just be happy.

Wang Yu pushed down song Fang's shoulder, "OK, brother, can you do it right? Did you go to cram school behind my back? "

Song Fang waved his hand, "I want to learn secretly, and then surprise all of you quietly!"

"Pull down," fat Sports Committee rolled a white eye, "I saw sister Zhi read you the answer."

OK, song was too lazy to pretend. He sighed, "even if you say you can study well, you can still use it with one mind. You can do your own questions and read me the answers at the same time. In the same way, she must be able to deal with love affairs very well. She is really a little sea king who masters the four oceans. "

Fu Zhi

Fu Zhi didn't bother to pay attention to him. He turned out the milk tablets in his schoolbag and gave them to several people around him.

It's probably that Hu Lei always talks about something profound and incomprehensible. He even talks about high school mathematics, college calculus and even mechanical heart. The students in the hall are sleepy, and the last few boys in the row don't know when they find their mobile phones playing games.

For a time, few students attended the class.

Fu Zhi lay on the table, ready to drift with the tide.

In the middle of Hu Lei's talk, he realized that no one was listening, and even some students were sleeping on their desks. His face sank, and a piece of chalk flew over and hit Fu Zhi's hand.

After that, he knocked on the blackboard, and the heart figure accurately depicted fell down with chalk dust. His eyes were deep, and his tone was angry, "look at the blackboard, look at the blackboard! A group of high school students don't know how to look at the blackboard in class. Do they need to be reminded by the teacher? Do you know what it's like to have someone out of the world? Some students should not think that their top grades in No

Fu Zhi looked up at him.

Hu Lei threw the rest of the chalk into the pencil box. "If Professor he hadn't invited me, you would never have been able to come into contact with the field of black technology in your life!"

What he said is the fact that those who can participate in the research of mechanical heart have to be professors or above.

Looking at Fu Zhi's eyes with strong dissatisfaction, he is accusing a group of students represented by Fu Zhi of being poor and not enterprising.

Fu Zhi laughed.

Well, this smile directly makes Hu Lei's dissatisfaction reach the peak.

The man also laughed angrily and asked her, "what are you laughing at? Do you think I'm wrong? Or have you heard of such professional knowledge, and no one needs to teach it? "

Fu Zhi really nodded, "I've heard that."

Hu Lei pats the chalk on the desk, "then you say, I'll go?"

Of course, this is just angry words.

Fu Zhi stood up and patted Lu yubai on the shoulder.

Lu yubai

"Professor Hu is leaving. He asked me to talk about the topic. Please let me out."

Lu yubai said He may just want you to save him, so he's playing hard to get. "

Fu zhimingxian didn't eat this and went to the blackboard.

Hu Lei rolled back his sleeve.

He would like to see how to weave this Fu Zhi!

The heart chart on the blackboard was erased with chalk. "What Professor Hu just said," she said, "you can listen to it casually. Don't worry. It's all wrong. Besides, it's a waste of time not to take the college entrance examination."

All of you: --

She said so, no doubt is to abandon Hu Lei's face. Hu Lei watched his research being pointed out by Fu Zhi. He doesn't think that Fu Zhi is unworthy of saying that he is not good, or that he doesn't care what Hu Lei is in other people's eyes, but academic research is different. This is the mechanical heart that he has spent countless efforts in research, and is the most cherished research in his life! No one knows this knowledge better than him. "You see clearly, I've won an award for the design of this mechanical heart!"

Hu Lei got up from his chair with deep eyebrows.

Fu Zhi casually pointed to the center of the mechanical heart, "the life of the mechanical heart is only five years. Because of the immature technology, it is impossible for people to survive if it is placed in the human body, unless there are other designs in your mechanical heart. However, as far as your sketches are concerned, due to the incomplete understanding of the human body, the mechanical heart designed by you will also damage the liver function of the human body and accelerate death. "Fu Zhi said word by word, in the face of Hu Lei such a prize to get soft Professor, not polite. The monitor of class 19 was silly. Several girls in the front row frowned and winked at Fu Zhi, indicating that she would stop talking.

Don't you see Hu Lei's green face?

The monitor of class 20 tried to mediate the atmosphere, "ah, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. Let's continue to talk about the math problems."

Mechanical heart is not mechanical heart, they don't understand!

The girl beside her also nodded, "yes, Zhizhi, don't argue with him, otherwise other classes will wear shoes for you when they know, and ask him to tell us about the math textbook again..."

How bad it is to quarrel over such a small matter! Don't be Professor Hu. He's really angry. They can't explain to the school!

But it's too late. After hearing what Fu Zhi said, Hu Lei suddenly gets up from his seat. In his opinion, such a category is no longer Fu Zhi's grandstanding and public questioning. This is chiguoguo's provocation, a blatant teaching accident!

So instead of standing under the platform, Hu Lei stood up and pointed to the heart structure diagram on the blackboard and debated with Fu Zhi.

Two people, the former fight to blush, the latter calm, a few words to Hu Lei to the autistic.

Hu Lei

The courses set up by the professor are not allowed to be followed by other teachers except students to listen to lectures and record videos. At present, the biggest official position of a group of students is the monitor of the three classes. After two words of persuasion, the monitor of class 19 directly sneaks out to find director Liu.

On the stage, Fu Zhi continued: "in addition to the theory you said, there are also two math problems on the blackboard. This knowledge point is the knowledge point of the second half of the third year of senior high school, which has not been mentioned by the teacher of No.1 middle school. The school invites you to come, and the students listen to your lectures. What they listen to is knowledge, not a waste of everyone's time. What do you think, Professor Hu

"I waste my time?"

Hu Leishen's face can't be described as difficult, "do you know how many successful people in the industry are waiting for my class?"

Fu Zhi said without expression, "who will attend your class is not my responsibility. But you are now giving lectures to high school students. Please be professional. Don't put the cart before the horse by talking about the knowledge outside the academic field

Hu Lei's face is livid. "Do you mean I'm talking nonsense?"

Fu Zhi: "isn't it?"

Hu Lei's eyes moved to a group of small heads under the classroom.

Song Fang, who was sitting in the back row, was the first to say, "your knowledge points are too fast for us to keep up."

Wang Yu: "also, what we want to hear is a little basic knowledge. What you said is that a class of students can't understand it..."

"Teacher, you are very good. It's better not to say something so profound."

"If you don't talk about the knowledge points we listen to and the peripheral knowledge we don't understand, you have already talked about half a class. Our final exam is very important."

“……”

With the rhythm of Wang Yu and song Fang, the students one by one suppressed the dissatisfaction of a class, and the scene was very chaotic, which really reflected the teaching accident in Hu Lei's mind.

Hu Lei's face became more and more ugly. "OK, you think there is something wrong with what I said, and what Fu Zhi said is OK. Let Fu Zhi tell you!"

"Really? Great I don't know which honest man under the stage should say, "in fact, I think what Fu Zhi said is clearer than you."

“…… Good! How kind of you Hu Lei took out his exercise book, and before he left, he said, "I will tell Professor He exactly what happened today. Even if I jump down from here, I can't give you another lesson!"

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