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C3820 External Head External Head but You Can!

"Gao Fei, Qin Hao, you two don't even make a sound when you walk. It's a ghost!" Yu Jiajia was given a fright and her expression changed. She did not know if she had heard what she had said about Shen Xiangyang.

"How long have you been following us?" Xiao Lin asked out of curiosity.

"Who followed you? I happened to hear you two talk about the last mathematics question. " Gao Fei said, "Aren't we the same math teacher in our two classes? The progress of our two classes is the same, and so is our mathematics homework. "

"I didn't do that question either. " Qin Hao said, "I guess Shen Xiangyang is the only one in the two classes who can do it. "

"That might not be the case. . . " Yu Jiajia's tone was somewhat peculiar.

The three of them felt somewhat uncomfortable hearing this. However, none of them said anything.

After all, they had known each other for so many years. They knew that Yu Jiajia's mouth was just a little broken.

Yu Jiajia was the one with the best results among the three of them. Whenever there was a problem that she did not know after class, Yu Jiajia would seriously explain it to them. Although she would say that they were too stupid, she would still say that they were too stupid.

Yu Jiajia did not care about what the other three were thinking. She only looked at Shen Xiangyang's back unhappily and ground her teeth.

The first class in the afternoon was mathematics. The math homework that they had received in the morning was also distributed to the class.

"I saw everyone's mathematics homework. Class A's knowledge is really good. " The mathematics teacher pushed the glasses on his nose bridge and said, "This question is printed by the mathematics group. The difficulty of the last question has indeed increased, so I won't talk about this question. The class representative will write the answer on the blackboard after the class is over. Just take a look. "

"In addition, the mathematics group purposely put a problem that everyone can't solve in the middle school examination last year. It's because there was a problem that was beyond the scope of the exam last year, and it involved some high school mathematics knowledge. "

"Some students were stunned when they found that the question was beyond the scope, and the results caused the other questions they knew to be uncertain. "

"When facing an exam, the accumulated knowledge is one aspect, and the mental quality is another. Don't be stumped by the questions. If you know how to do it, don't lose your marks. If you don't know how to do it, it's very likely that no one will know. "

After a pause, the mathematics teacher felt that his words were not very serious, so he pushed up his glasses again and said, "Throughout the year, only Shen Xiangyang managed to answer this big question by himself. "

"Wow. . . " Everyone immediately looked at Shen Xiangyang with envy.

"Everyone, give a round of applause to encourage him. " The mathematics teacher said.

Yu Jiajia, who was seated in the front row, secretly rolled her eyes. Although she was unhappy, she still gave a perfunctory round of applause.

Shen Xiangyang pursed his lips and revealed a faint smile.

Shen Xiangyang's deskmate was a round-faced girl. With her hair tied together, she quietly lowered her voice and said, "Xiangyang, you are amazing. I am not good enough. I am too stupid. "

"Nothing. You have done very well in the history of Yuying. " Shen Xiangyang said in a low voice.

"I only know how to memorize. I am not very smart. That is all I can do. " The girl pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "Xiangyang, can you tell me about the math problem after class?"

"That question is really out of class. It involves high school matters. If I were to talk about it now, I would only be able to explain half of it. " Shen Xiangyang replied seriously, "I won't take the exam for the middle school examination. "

"But the teacher said that he also surpassed the scope last year. " The girl said in a low voice.

"It's fine, no one knows. " Shen Xiangyang said.

Otherwise, the teacher would not have deliberately asked such a question to train everyone's mentality.

Last year's Superclass question was only a multiple-choice question, and to say that it was a superclass question was actually a detour. It could be solved by using the middle school method.

It was not much of a difference. This time, he deliberately made it into a big question and put it in his homework. Instead of taking the monthly test, he was already taking care of some of the students who were weak in their hearts and giving them a shot to strengthen their hearts.

This question involved a lot of knowledge points. If she really wanted to talk about it, she would have to talk about half a book on mathematics in her sophomore year.

When the time came, she would talk a lot. If she couldn't absorb it, then even the knowledge in junior high school would be messed up.

The loss outweighed the gain.2

"But you only know how to do it. " The girl looked at Shen Xiangyang and said with a worried tone.

. . . "" Shen Xiangyang blinked. She did not know how to explain it.

The girl seemed to realize that she had said something wrong. And she said it in a hurry. It seemed that everyone at the front and back tables had heard her and were looking at her now.

The originally fair skin had turned even redder. She apologized and explained, "Xiangyang, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. "

"It's fine. " Shen Xiangyang shook his head. Seeing that the girl seemed to really care about it, he thought for a moment and said, "How about this, I'll write you a few formulas. You go back and check it yourself. If you really don't understand, then come and find me. "

Zhang Ya taught her like this. Shen Xiangyang also liked this kind of teaching method.

. . . "" The girl's face was flushed red until it reached her ears. Her voice was like a mosquito as she said, "Thank you. . . "

"It's fine. " Shen Xiangyang did not take this matter seriously. He only focused on the direction of the podium.

The girl beside him quietly looked at Shen Xiangyang. There was some envy and other things in her eyes.

It was really good to be a smart person. If she could also be a smart person, she wouldn't risk her life to study every day and still end up with this kind of result that was neither good nor bad.

When class ended, the class representative wrote down the answer on the blackboard. The students took out pen and paper and copied it.

Shen Xiangyang also tore down a convenience note and wrote down a few formulas on it. Then, he handed it to his deskmate.

"Xiangyang, thank you. " The girl smiled at Shen Xiangyang and took the note. She folded it and placed it in the middle of the page. Then she got up and went to the bathroom.

Shen Xiangyang smiled and packed his book. He then took out the book for the next English class and placed it on the table.

The book was spread open. On the page that he was going to talk about today, there was a large 'Death' written on it by a blue-oil pen.

Every stroke was very sharp, and even the page was broken, as if it contained a great amount of hatred.

"Sigh. . . " Looking at this page, Shen Xiangyang sighed. He used his fingertip to brush the scratch on the page and the words Zhang Ya had said to him echoed in his mind.

[In the face of fear and jealousy, people are very fragile. They will pour all their evil intentions on you. You must know that it is not your fault. Being excellent is never a mistake. It is precisely because you are not wrong that you can live with dignity. You don't need to care about those people, a person who doesn't even have the courage to stand in front of you and fight you fair and square. This kind of person is destined to live in the fear that you fabricate for the rest of your life. Lowly and pitiful.

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