The head teacher's mood is like a roller coaster, the last second is still at the highest place, which will instantly fall to pieces.

First grade, Fu Ting?

After a few seconds of shock in the classroom, everyone looked at Fu and listened.

Are they crazy, or is the world crazy?

Su Luoshui was the first to come back to life and kneaded his little face. His mother was very pleased. "My son is really smart. He also knows how to save money for my school."

Xu Tingting's pupil shrinks, "how is it possible? How could Fu tin be the first in grade? Miss Zhu, are you wrong? First of all, isn't Huihui

Fu Huihui's face was as ugly as eating excrement. She was elegant and cracked. She couldn't help asking, "didn't the head teacher say that Fu listened to math all wrong? How did you get the first place? "

"Well, you've got the point." Mr. Zhu turned out Fu Ting's test paper, poked it with his hand, and looked at the immortal. "I have taught for more than ten years, but it is the first time that I have seen such an advanced solution. From my own poor perspective, it is naturally wrong, but the answer is correct. I immediately went to the headmaster and contacted several Beijing Professor Cheng Aoshu carried out a night's research on this, and finally came to the conclusion that Fu Ting's students have excellent IQ, which opens up a new way for us to analyze Olympiad Mathematics

The head teacher's face was painted like a white wall. No wonder she couldn't understand Fu's way of solving problems and thought that Fu's writing was a fool.

But is she the fool?

The headmaster kindly and gently said to Fu, "Fu listen, do you still have those problem-solving methods? Fang is inconvenient to disclose it to our school. I will agree to any request. "

Su Luo Shui propped up on the table with one hand, and with a smile on his side, "headmaster, if you come a few steps late, my son will be driven away by the head teacher. Don't you give me an explanation?"

"What's going on?" The headmaster turned his head, and his benevolent face was as cold as ice, and his eyes were like a sharp blade toward the head teacher.

"Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding." The head teacher's legs were almost soft, and his heart was full of remorse. He forced a smile and said, "I don't know that Fu listens to her classmates. She's so smart. This child is really, not a fool. Why didn't you say it earlier?"

The headmaster angrily scolded, "ridiculous, as a teacher, your duty is to teach and educate people. How can you comment on students? Are you a fool not worthy to come to class?"

"I don't mean that..." Class teacher na na na way, almost want to vomit a mouthful of blood.

If she had known that Fu tingniu was forced to please the headmaster, she should have confessed Fu ting in advance!

She came to listen to Fu very wisely, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry to listen to the students. It's the teacher who is wrong. She almost wronged you. The teacher apologizes to you."

Fu can look into the eyes of the head teacher, "the object of your apology is my father."

The head teacher subconsciously retorted, "I misunderstood you. I can apologize. Why should I apologize to a loser who only knows how to fight and pay nothing? Is he worthy? "

"Do you deserve it?" Fu listened to his eyes as warm as the immersed jewel, and his voice was quite calm, "my dad, his grades are not good, fighting is not right, but as a teacher, you should be treated equally, are you qualified to look down on him?"

The head teacher said, "I'm just educating him. Did I do something wrong?"

"Your education is a piece of rubbish, attacking your students with the most vicious language." When Fu Ting was angry, his face was whiter than usual. He was cool and had a different kind of soft and cute feeling. "Poor students are also human beings. They have their own ideas. What about their poor grades? Who stipulates that the loser is the loser? Do you know how many successful people out there have never read high school at all. What do grades represent? "

"Do you know that campus violence is not only caused by students, but also by teachers. Have you ever thought about what it will bring to adolescence just because of your contempt?"

The teacher in charge of a class was so confused that he couldn't stand up.

Fu listened to the voice as light as fog, "he will be looked down upon by other students, will be treated with different eyes, a part of the people will be inferior to drop out of school, and some people, in order not to be bullied, he can only go to fight, so as to protect himself from being hurt."

Fu Pei raised his eyes.

The girl's petite figure blocks in front of him, obviously soft he can crush to death with one finger.

But at this time, with their own strength, efforts to protect him.

Has always been invulnerable heart, suddenly like someone stabbed a hole.

The sun poured in, and my heart burned.

Fu's throat is moving. This little fool, how can he be so good.

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