The physics teacher was angry. When he heard someone choose to try, he immediately subconsciously answered, "come on, come up and do it."
Before he could see the person, the physics teacher directly began to praise, "look at you, just let you do a topic. It's not what you're asked to do. What are you so reluctant to do? Why are you so young? You should learn from this classmate and have the courage to choose -"
While talking, the physics teacher turned and looked at the people who came to him. When he saw the people clearly, the whole person was stunned and stopped suddenly.
He seemed to be still there, like a rigid sculpture, looking at the young man with ruffian eyebrows and exquisite and wanton appearance in front of him.
"Teacher?" the other party smiled and gently picked the tip of his eyebrows, joking and leisurely.
The physics teacher swallowed his saliva with difficulty. The air field that had just risen suddenly went down, and immediately from his heart, "thank you... Thank you..."
Xie JiuHeng picked up the chalk on the desk and turned to the blackboard.
When the boy stepped up the steps to the blackboard, everyone subconsciously swallowed saliva, afraid and curious.
But they were stunned when they saw the boy standing in front of the blackboard.
The mood at that moment was startled, but it seemed natural.
It's normal not to do it. If you can do it, it's abnormal.
It is an incredible miracle that the boss of No. 1 middle school, who has never attended classes, can seriously listen to the whole class in today's class. If we can make problems and absorb knowledge, it is estimated that the weather will change soon.
The physics teacher was relieved at the moment. When Xie JiuHeng came up, he couldn't believe that Xie JiuHeng really could do it.
At the moment, looking at Xie JiuHeng's delay in writing, he seems to be difficult to get the title. The physics teacher thinks this is the real way to open it, which can make them feel that this should be the case.
The physics teacher looked at the boy's quiet side face and slightly pursed his thin lips. He didn't know what he was thinking.
He suddenly felt a little frightened and had an ominous premonition.
If Xie JiuHeng listened carefully to a class for the first time, but couldn't do it for a rare time, would he be angry and throw things away in class with his character?
The physics teacher shivered and shivered and hugged himself.
Maybe I'll beat him if I see him getting in the way.
The physics teacher swallowed his saliva hard and opened his mouth tremblingly, "well... Thank you, if... If you can't do it, it's nothing --"
The physics teacher's words stopped suddenly, because the next second he spoke, he saw the slender, leisurely young man in front of him begin to write with the chalk in his hand
The young man's fingers are slender, with distinct joints and a touch of white.
Those beautiful fingers, who always clenched their fists and fought, were grasping the white chalk and began to write on the blackboard.
When the first number formula fell, everyone breathed and stared at the blackboard without blinking to see how Xie JiuHeng solved the problem.
But in the end, they found that they couldn't understand every problem-solving idea behind Xie JiuHeng.
They were amazed and puzzled.
It was right at the beginning. They can understand it. The idea of solving problems should really start like this, but what is behind?
Is it difficult... Xie JiuHeng won't do it and began to scribble?