Today, the students felt very strange. The teachers felt that they were not far from death.
Today's class is very quiet. The students of class 1309 keep their heads down and take notes carefully. No one dares to make a sound.
The teacher in front of the blackboard was writing Physics Formulas on the blackboard trembling with chalk and textbooks.
The middle-aged physics teacher was trembling like an old man.
He pushed the glasses hanging from the bridge of his nose and read the physical formula.
The physics teacher felt that he had never felt so difficult and scared in class as he is today in his thirty years of employment.
In the back of the classroom, the boy who should have been lying on the table to sleep early, was surprised to sit in his seat, take a pen, take notes and listen carefully.
If any student could live such a serious life, the teachers would be happy to cry.
But if this person is Xie JiuHeng, the teachers will only cry in fear.
What new ideas did the ancestor come up with to harm people?
Yi Nan sat in front of Xie JiuHeng. It was only one day after he said to change himself and study hard with brother Heng last time. I didn't expect brother Heng to make up his mind so soon.
Looking at Xie JiuHeng, who is very serious, Yi Nan is very pleased.
His heart was inspired.
Brother Heng began to study hard and wanted to fight for a good future. As brother Heng's younger brother, he must work harder!
Yi Nan cheered himself up, turned around confidently, and looked seriously at the physics teacher on the stage.
He tried to concentrate, trying to keep up with the physics teacher and understand what he said.
Tenacious resistance for three minutes, Yi Nan gave up.
He really doesn't understand.
The above formula is just like astronomy. I can't understand a word.
Yi Nan looked at Xie JiuHeng strangely. He muttered in doubt.
Mingming brother Heng, like him, has never heard a class and has no foundation at all, but why can brother Heng understand, but he can't understand?
Yi Nan scratched his head.
The physics teacher tried to ignore the young man with strong atmosphere and full sense of existence behind the classroom.
He adjusted his mood, took the pointer in his hand, knocked on the blackboard and asked, "I've explained this question, so who will?"
No one raised as like as two peas in the audience. The teacher frowned, looked displeased, and hid iron from steel. "This is exactly the same way of thinking as the one I just mentioned. Even the formula can directly put that formula. How can you not?"
As he spoke, the physics teacher knocked on the table. The sound was a little gnashing of teeth. It was full of the meaning of hating iron but not steel.
Looking at the students whose heads are getting lower and lower and are about to hide their heads in the table, the physics teacher is almost angry and high blood pressure is coming up.
Today's physics teacher doesn't remember that the big man who listened carefully sat behind him, his whole angry chest fluctuated, pointing at the people with a whip, "If no one answers this question today, don't leave class for me and stay! I can't even do such a simple question. I'll be promoted to senior three next year and the college entrance examination the next year. What should you do?"
"Teacher, I can try."
At this time, a dull voice came slowly.