Chapter 104

Lu Fang immediately schadenfreuded, deliberately said aloud: "do you hear me, the teacher asked you to stand behind."

There are two hours in this open class, and now it's only ten minutes.

Be punished to stand, still be in front of all high two's face, win Son Jin this next humiliate to throw big.

What questions will she do in terms of her low level of study?

Want to compete with Zhong Zhiwan?

I don't know whether I'm qualified or not.

There are nearly a thousand students in the classroom, and the noise is getting louder and louder.

"Be quiet!" Old professor patted the table, very angry, "this classmate, either, you come up to write this question, or, stand behind."

Some of the boys in the elite class who had a good relationship with Lu Fang all looked like they were watching a good play.

Ordinary class and key class also join in the fun, they all have to shout.

In full view of the public, Ying Zijin stood up.

Xiuyu wants to hold her, but she raises her hand to stop her.

However, she did not go to the back of the classroom, but to the blackboard.

“……”

The voice in the classroom stopped for a moment, and then there was a bigger explosion.

Among them, many voices come from the elite class.

"No, no, I dare to go to the blackboard to do the problem?"

"Tut Tut, that's because in our class before, the teachers didn't want to care about her when they saw her sleeping. No wonder they were expelled from the elite class."

"In my opinion, class 19 is quite suitable for her, garbage with garbage, a dump."

Jiang ran raised his head, picked up the chemistry book in his hand and smashed it directly at the students of the elite class who said this.

His eyes show a few dividends, sneer: "close your dog's mouth."

Several students were silent.

No one can offend Jiang Huo.

Jiang Ran has already converged in school, but he is really a bully outside.

His temper is very hot, coupled with the mysterious influence behind him, most of the students are not willing to compete with him.

Especially Jiang Ran is still a black belt of Taekwondo. He's really angry. He will hit people.

Zhong Zhiwan bites his lips and looks at Jiang ran to vent his anger on Ying Zijin. His heart is so miserable.

She doesn't understand.

Ying Zijin is a face, want what have no what, how her the person around, all began to revolve around Ying Zijin?

Xiuyu helped the forehead, speechless: "Ying dad, what luck, so many people have small movements, how to just stare at her."

Next to him, there was a student who had already died of sleep and snored.

The old professor didn't see it. Damn it.

"Sister Yu, don't you understand?" The younger brother looks like an enigmatic figure. "It's written in the book that a powerful person will always be remembered. Ying's father is so powerful, so it's her who is remembered."

"The explanation of the bull." Xiuyu compared with a thumb, "the master is by my side."

Younger brother: "I'm not sure."

He suspected that Yujie ridiculed him, but he had no evidence.

**

in front of the blackboard.

Ying Zijin picked up a piece of chalk and stepped back.

A pair of Phoenix eyes half squint, looking at the old professor wrote on the blackboard.

This is a chemical reaction principle problem, to calculate the chemical reaction rate, is the content of chemistry elective 4.

But obviously, this problem involves the knowledge of university chemistry, which is far beyond the outline.

The old professor originally retired from the University, so the problem was naturally difficult.

Zhong Zhiwan was also looking at the topic. His eyebrows frowned slightly and soon stretched out.

This problem is very easy for the students in the elite class, but it is impossible for Ying Zijin to do it.

The elite class has always been a separate paper, but also expand the university knowledge.

But Ying Zijin's IQ is not enough. She sleeps most of the time in class. What did she listen to?

At this point, Zhong Zhiwan finally vomited out the grievance he felt at the festival.

One second, two seconds Five seconds later, Ying Zijin still stood with chalk, no action.

Seeing this, Lu Fang sneered: "if you can't do it, you have to be shameful on it. You have a thick skin."

Ying Zijin raised his hand and wrote down a series of numbers on the blackboard.

479mol (L · min)

after writing, she put down her chalk and went back to her seat.

The answer is much louder.

"What the hell is that number? Make an integer, too? "

"Goddess Zhong has just written the formula, but she can write out the answer before calculating it? That's enough. "

"This classmate is right." The old professor pushed his glasses, and his voice and color were very kind, which was very gratifying, "but please pay attention, next time you'd better write down the steps, otherwise other students will not understand."

“……”All the sarcasm was gone.

Lu Fang is even more rigid and unbelievable.

By the way?!

Stunned, Zhong Zhiwan pinched the manuscript paper subconsciously with his fingers, sipped his lips, and felt confused.

She did write only two formulas, and did not bring in the data, let alone calculate the answer.

This problem is very complicated. It will take at least five minutes to solve.

How to win Son Jin a go up, five seconds wrote out the answer?

Mongolian?

But it's too accurate.

"Ask all the sleeping students to get up and let's go on with the lecture." The old professor knocked on the table with a triangle board, "learn from this classmate more, do the questions faster, don't dawdle."

This sentence, let previously ridicule the most powerful elite class a few boys face irritable, buried his head.

But I still don't quite agree.

"It's not difficult anyway. We can't do it, can we?"

"She must have been hoodwinked. Who can count that fast?"

"It just happened that you were right. Just lucky." A girl bumped into Zhiwan's arm. "Is that right, Zhiwan?"

Zhong Zhiwan was absent-minded. Wen Yan just gave a faint smile: "no matter what, cousin, she has also made progress. Unlike before, she only sleeps in class."

"Can this be called progress?" The girl is very tired, "this is what every student should do, OK?"

"Don't say that." Zhong Zhiwan frowned, "cousin, she is not in good health, will fall asleep in class."

The girl tut a, didn't say again.

The open class soon ended, and all the classes broke up.

Ying Zijin slowly stretched a stretch, ready to go back to sleep a self-study class, raise enough spirit.

"Go, doodle." Xiuyu patted the tail of the teacup pig and said, "I've prepared the best corn for you."

Class 19 also followed them back.

At this time, Lu Fang came panting and stopped in front of the girl.

"Ying Zijin, you are not allowed to leave. I have something to say to you." He said quickly, for fear of rejection, "the end of April is the mid-term exam, I want to make a bet with you."

"Seven science subjects, you have to do the examination paper of the elite class. If one of them can pass, I'll eat dung live on the campus forum. How about that?"

Lu Fang didn't notice. After he said this, all the students in class 19 came to see it.

Looking at him is no different from looking at a fool.

The younger brother hesitated: "what, you How's your brain? "

He looks like a dog. How can he be retarded?

"What's the matter with you?" Lu Fang ignored him and sneered, "Ying Zijin, do you agree? If you don't agree, you are not allowed to bully Zhiwan in the future. "

Lu Fang thought that he would still be ignored.

Who knows, this time, the girl actually stopped.

She tilted her head. The sun softened her face, but it was still aggressive.

A pair of Phoenix eyes slightly lift, floating light slightly turn, is soul stirring beauty.

It's breathtaking.

Ying Zijin looked at him one eye, voice slowly: "good, remember live."

"Father Ying, why did you agree to him?" After returning to class 19, Xiuyu was still puzzled, "usually you really ignore it."

But she knew that their father Ying looked very cold, but actually he was in good touch.

And she gives Ying Zijin a biscuit, Ying Zijin will give her a new red number.

"Oh." Ying Zijin took a sip of coke and said slowly, "because I like the drama of dog blood."

Xiuyu:

"You say --" Ying Zijin pondered for a moment, "I'll send the video of him eating that to my grandfather, will the forwarding amount increase greatly?"

Xiuyu: "I'm not sure."

Is it because of this?

"Just improve." Ying Zijin pressed to press a head, "I need not buy forward for his old man."

I don't know what Mr. Zhong's hobby is. The forwarding of a new microblog must be higher than the previous one, but he doesn't want zombie fans.

I hope Lu Fang can give Mr. Zhong a mention of his microblog performance.

She also saved a lot of money.

Very good.

**

after five days of psychological torture, Lu Zhi's spirit is still in the extreme collapse.

From morning till night, she was in a muddle.

As long as she thinks of the humiliation she suffered in Shaoren hospital that day, or the humiliation Ying Zijin brought to her, Lu Zhi feels that her heart is like ants.

She went to other hospitals for an interview, but most of them didn't want her young TCM doctor.

Because she deliberately raised the drug price last time, the drugstore was taken back by Lu Fu, resulting in that she had no work.

The reason why she didn't stay was that she didn't graduate successfully.Lu Zhi is anxious and regretful.

If she didn't trip Ying Zijin at that time, would she be able to stay in Shaoren hospital?

But it's no use regretting. It's done.

After thinking about it for a long time, Lu Zhi finally calls Ying Luwei.

Ying Luwei is taking care of old lady Ying in the hospital. She takes a look at the phone and goes to the outside of the ward to answer: "hello? What can I do for you

"Dewey." Lu Zhi pursed her lips. "Do you know who you are looking for?"

Ying Luwei took out her lipstick and said carelessly, "who is it?"