The little girl's eyes are too hot.
Yan Zhi can feel it naturally, and his eyebrows jump.
The pen in his hand flicked slightly, and the word "carbon" he was writing suddenly stretched out.
Shaking off the unnaturalness that appeared in his heart, he turned his head to look at Jiang Yao, and said coldly, "Don't look at me, listen to the class."
Jiang Yao straightened up immediately.
glanced at the chemistry teacher furtively.
Seeing Maitreya Buddha is facing them, she leaned closer to Yan Zhi.
"I don't want it. The chemical equation is not as good as you."
Jiaojiao's dissatisfaction was mixed in her tone.
How can a headache-inducing formula smell like a brother?
The speaker is unwilling to listen to it.
Yan Zhi moved some distance aside.
Jiang Yao:...
Jiang Yao: Gan!
Does my brother dislike her?
The smell of milk on the little girl's body has faded a lot, the boy pursed his lips, and said with a steady tone: "Eighty-five."
Jiang Yao:! ! !
She forgot this!
again thought of his ambition not long ago, so he cried and said, "Okay."
reluctantly twisted back.
But this time I'm much more honest.
listen seriously.
"What is Hou's Soda Method?"
This was mentioned by the chemistry teacher just now.
Touching the blind spot of knowledge, Miss Jiang turned her head and licked her face to ask Yan Zhi.
"A method of combining the two processes of the ammonia-soda method and the synthetic ammonia method to produce both soda ash and ammonium chloride at the same time."
The boy's voice is cold and deep, and his intonation is soothing.
I don’t know if his voice is too nice, Miss Jiang has remembered it miraculously!
淦!
Strange knowledge has increased!
She asked some more questions.
Yan Zhi answered one by one.
"I think I can do it!"
Yan Zhi glanced at the excited little girl, "I said you can."
Jiang Yao:! ! !
She suddenly found the joy of learning!
Jiang Yao's enthusiasm immediately rose, and he regretted why he didn't do this earlier.
"Then let's write exercises!"
"Um."
The chemistry teacher just asked to do the exercises of "Famous Teacher With You", and she came out of the drawer Barra.
spread out.
The pages inside are so brand new.
Jiang Yamian does not change the color.
She turned to the page that the chemistry teacher said, and started writing while lying down on the desk.
When he met someone who couldn’t, he turned his head and asked: "Yan Zhi Yan Zhi, how do you write this?"
The boy glanced at him.
didn't tell her the answer, and instead popularized relevant knowledge.
finally spoke calmly: "Write your own."
"Okay." Jiang Yao bit the pen.
She is not stupid.
It just feels difficult, so I don’t want to use my brain.
The previous life of liberal arts is so dependent on her amazing memory.
Things that others have memorized by rote, she can write them down after a glance.
In the words of Miss Jiang, playing games can never lie down, and being a man can never work hard!
Jingle Bell--
The bell rang after class.
Jiang Yao unexpectedly sat firmly in the position.
pays attention to the little girl’s Tao Tao from time to time, rubbing her eyelids when she sees this.
stabbed Fan Xiaoyu with an elbow: "Hey, is it contagious? You are even studying during the break!"
Hearing the words, Fan Xiaoyu also turned to look.
showed the same shock.
"Damn, really!"
"Yan Zhi is amazing!"
He gave a thumbs up.
You need to know the previous Jiang Yao, but the one who is most unwilling to learn!
Tao Tao raised her cheek in distress: "Sure enough, are men more attractive?"
Fan Xiaoyu stretched out his hands helplessly.
Next is math class.
good fellow!
Jiang Yao listened with gusto for the first time.
Mainly Yan Zhi’s explanation is really amazing!
What she asked is not difficult, it is very basic things. I used to find it difficult to understand, but now Yan Zhi broke it and instilled it in her.
Although a large part of the reason is the change in Jiang Yao's learning attitude.
became willing to listen to Yan Zhi.
The last class on Monday.
is a regular class meeting.
Wu Liyan stepped in on the class bell.
'S serious gaze swept away, and the originally noisy classroom suddenly became quiet as a chicken.
"Next, let me talk about a few things."