There would usually be lots of people in the back field after school.
However, it was different that day.
It was especially quiet on No.1 Middle School’s side.
Zhao Jianjian had a nagging sense that something was amiss. During class, he did not forget to throw a note at Brother Nan. The contents were very simple and crude. “Brother Nan, No.1 Middle School is definitely thinking of giving you trouble! You gotta be careful!”
Mo Bei did not tell him that it was not No.1 Middle School that was causing trouble.
She had an arranged fight with Almighty K.
Given his influence, he could easily make sure the students of No.1 Middle School did not go to the back field.
Mo Bei did not do anything else after reading the note.
However, the mathematics teacher lecturing up ahead had long locked her eyes on this bad student. “Mo Nan, come up here and answer this question.”
The mathematics teacher hated Mo Nan. Although their school was indeed not much and ranked last in the province, his teaching standards were still passable.
His worst students in the other classes could at least pass.
Only this bad student had caused him to miss the selection of outstanding teachers this year.
“If you can’t solve it, you don’t have to come to class in the future.”
The mathematics teacher looked somber.
Most of the students were waiting to watch the show.
Zhao Jianjian frantically started to ask his desk-mate for the answer, wanting to help Brother Nan.
His desk-mate, who was the top student in the class, sneered with a face full of zits. “Why should I help him? He’s a gay guy who was kicked out by his club and has a terrible personality. So what if he games well? I simply hate such jerks who try to sell a fake image. Doesn’t he love to show off? Let him go solve it and see what he can do.”
“You!” Zhao Jianjian was so infuriated that he wanted to kick him right there and then.
However, he saw that the youth had already stood up with a hand in his pocket. His legs were slender and long as a walking pictorial. His right hand reached out and picked up a piece of chalk from the teacher’s desk.
Mo Bei’s fingers were indeed very suitable for playing eSports. Not only were they slender, but they were also prettily and distinctly jointed.
Then, there was her hand speed.
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As lines of steps that would answer the question appeared on the blackboard, the female students seated below noticed the natural, smooth movements of the icy youth.
Meanwhile, the mathematics teacher froze in his tracks upon seeing the solution.
It was actually correct!
He had even used a method that he’d never taught them before!
The mathematics teacher felt very conflicted deep in his heart.
This was really absurd!
How could a student who had scored twenty marks at mathematics possibly answer this question?
Zhao Jianjian, who was an academic dreg, did not know that Brother Nan had answered the question correctly. He actually thought that the mathematics teacher was mad with rage based on his expression.
He gave Brother Nan a look, planning to quickly put in some good words.
However, Brother Nan seemed unable to receive a signal. His handsome face turned as he asked in an indifferent voice that was naturally cold, “Teacher, can I return to my seat now?”
Oh no.
Brother Nan was really done for this time.
Zhao Jianjian inhaled deeply, too afraid to watch the upcoming scene. He even covered his own eyes.
However, he heard a cough from the front. “Go back.”
Huh? Huh? Huh?
Zhao Jianjian was dumbfounded.
What was going on?
Brother Nan was allowed to return.
Shouldn’t he have been directly sent outside to stand there for a period?
The mathematics teacher pushed the spectacles on his face, ready to explain the second question.
The top student did not understand why the mathematics teacher had let Mo Nan return either. After all, the answer to that question was very unfamiliar. It was completely different from what the teacher had thought.
“Teacher, since this person’s solution is problematic, don’t let him continue disturbing the other students. I suggest sending him out of the classroom.”