Chapter 34 Mathematics Lesson
High school life is indeed a torture for Pan Hongsheng. He lay on the table boredly. Pan Hongsheng looked at Tang Jiajia, who was carefully previewed, and smiled and said, "Tang Jiajia, do you think my dress is much better today?"
"Uh-huh..." He answered gently. Tang Jiajia's face turned red and lowered her head shyly, while Pan Hongsheng lowered his head to the table and looked at Tang Jiajia's pretty face, which suddenly made the other party lower.
"Stop it. There are only a few minutes left for class. The math teacher is awesome!" Tang Jiajia couldn't stand Pan Hongsheng and pouted.
"All right, all right!" After playing today's new school uniform, Pan Hongsheng was more or less happy.
What's wrong with the school uniform? School uniforms are also new clothes! When he was in the village, he said to buy clothes. As a result, the old man actually picked up a few pieces of cloth from the cloth shop, and then he wasted the power of Jiu Niu Erhu. He integrated several pieces of cloth that were smaller than Su Xue's underwear into more than half of his sleeves, which made Pan Hongsheng almost spit out dog blood on his face.
You can imagine how happy Pan Hongsheng is in his new clothes.
Chen Fu's efficiency is indeed high. Pan Hongsheng got this dress this morning. Not only that, but also a pair of Nike sneakers on his feet were picked up by Chen Fu to pick them for Pan Hongsheng.
It's not that he spoils Pan Hongsheng, but that he wants him, a farmer, to enter the world of the two daughters of the Su family and make them friends.
However, Pan Hongsheng will not care about other people's good intentions. It is definitely a happy thing to have new clothes to wear.
The bell...
A harsh bell rang, and Pan Hongsheng quickly sat up straight.
Pan Hongsheng, who is not interested in learning, is the only thing that he thinks is useful is mathematics and physics. Looking at the schedule this morning, Pan Hongsheng knows that the first two classes are mathematics taught by a teacher surnamed Han.
Han Wei, a very man's name, is an aunt. Although Pan Hongsheng has been psychologically prepared, he can't help whispering when he sees this kind-looking old aunt.
Why do you look so much like the aunt who used to sell oil cakes in the west of the village?
"Okay, let's start class!" The math teacher's voice was very gentle. He looked at Pan Hongsheng, the new student, nodded with a smile, and then turned around and began to draw a function image on the blackboard.
Looking at the function that appeared on the blackboard, Pan Hongsheng's head suddenly became big.
"Tang Jiajia, where have we learned now?" While the teacher turned his head, Pan Hongsheng asked his deskmate Tang Jiajia.
"I learned Log, anti-trigonometric function. I talked about it at the end of last semester, but it turned out to be a holiday early. Isn't it just the beginning of school?" Tang Jiajia whispered, always looking at the teacher, and her small face was full of fear.
"Oh, I'll go, old man, you've cheated me to death!" Pan Hongsheng patted his forehead and muttered.
"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?" Tang Jiajia looked at Pan Hongsheng's reaction and asked quickly, and then looked at his arm: "Is your hand still hurting? I brought you a Band-aid today!"
"It's okay, I'm just a little sleepy!" With a forced smile, Pan Hongsheng picked up the math book and blocked it in his face.
Grass! Tears are on my face!
When I was on my fourteenth birthday, the old man held a large bunch of high school mathematics, who taught the version, the standard version, from the first year of high school to the third year of high school, and told him that this was his birthday gift, Pan Hongsheng hated to wipe his neck.
Fuck, just give me a book and let me read some new books, okay? This has made people tear up several pages. What do I think?
Pan Hongsheng looked at the pile of books but did not dare to have a trace of unhappy expression on his face, but even so, the old man smiled unscrupulously and said, "Do you want to practice your physique with me every day, or do you want to read a book? You can choose by yourself. You are 14 years old. I won't embarrass you!"
Isn't it difficult for me?
Even a bear can become a mouse who practices his physique with the old man. Pan Hongsheng did not have the courage, so a person got up early and began to read the textbook. Although he couldn't understand it, he recited it alive. It was not until three months later that the two eyes were blue that they gradually melted.
After another nine months of testing, Pan Hongsheng barely reached the old man's requirements for his mathematical and logical thinking ability. In this bloody year, Pan Hongsheng's body, which was not fat, lost ten pounds of meat.
"New classmate!" Han Wei drew a trigonometric function diagram on the blackboard, but in fact, Yu Guang could still see Pan Hongsheng's place. Originally, he thought he was asking his deskmate questions about learning, but he found that after a long time, the child covered his face with a book, as if he was about to fall asleep. He couldn't help but think of what Xu Shu said.
"Wh! Hello, teacher!" Pan Hongsheng stood up consciously, looked at the math teacher and nodded with a smile.
"Well, what's your name?"
"Pan Hongsheng!"
"Oh, Pan Hongsheng, have you learned this question on the blackboard before?" Han Wei smiled and pointed to a question on the blackboard with the highest error rate in the final exam last semester.
"Almost likely!" Pan Hongsheng scratched his head and said that he didn't know how many people with high scores in mathematics last semester had broken their eyebrows. Looking at the seemingly simple combination of functions, Pan Hongsheng said vaguely.
However, as soon as he said this, he immediately found that something was wrong. At least one-half of the students in the class cast a contemptuous look on him, and the other half were 'You just pretend to be this little boy'.
"Then you can go up and try to do it!" Listening to Pan Hongsheng's words, Han Wei was also slightly happy, and then nodded to Pan Hongsheng and said.
"Oh, good!" Get up and walk towards the podium. Pan Hongsheng looked at the question in the middle of the blackboard and began to write at the top of the blackboard on the left.
"Su Ya, do you have any thoughts on this question?" Han Wei asked Su Ya directly.
Suya's best study in the class. Except for physics, which is slightly worse, the rest are basically the first and second in the class. At the end of the last semester, only she got half of the points for this question, and all the students in the school did not do it.
"Come up and have a try!" Looking at Su Ya's hesitant look, Han Wei said with a smile and encouragement.
She knew that a student who was a good student would definitely find the reason for his mistakes and correct them, and after being a teacher for so many years, she could also see that Su Ya's eyes were proud, which obviously broke through this difficulty during the holiday.
"Okay!" After nodding, Su Ya walked to the podium like a butterfly, picked up a chalk and looked at Pan Hongsheng.
Pan Hongsheng's handwriting is very beautiful. He looks like a scribe, but he has his own style. It seems that he looks like a calligraphy. Even when writing numbers, he can see his own style.
The font is very small. Pan Hongsheng began to have a lot of dense proofs from left to right. The small font made the people with good eyesight in the front row narrow their eyes, but looking at Pan Hongsheng's proof was a tangled expression.
You can't write if you can't write. What kind of garlic do you put here? What a mess!
"Hey, can you!" Han Wei sat in Pan Hongsheng's position and watched Tang Jiajia pick up the papyrus to do the exercises. On the stage, Su Ya looked at Pan Hongsheng and asked.
"It's almost the same! It's a little tricky!" With a frown, Pan Hongsheng showed a smile, which made Su Ya angry.
Originally, I said I would show you my mine, but since you are so shameless, just wait for the embrage!
With a hum, Su Ya began to solve the problem fluently on the blackboard.