After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

After leaving the classroom to Jiang Fuyue, Meng Zhijian walked away without looking back.

As soon as he entered the office, he bumped into Yu Wenzhou.

The latter was startled: "Didn't you go to class? Why did you come back? I was just about to send the papers..."

"No need to send it." Meng Zhijian waved his hand, "You put your things back."

Yu Wenzhou Nahan: "What's the situation? Can't go to class?"

"I'll let Jiang Fuyue take the class." Meng Zhijian smiled like an old fox, "Let's go out."

"Who do you ask for the class?!"

"...Jiang Fuyue."

"Lao Meng, do you have a fever? Your brain is wata? Let the students teach the students?!"

"Hey, don't get excited, listen to me first, Jiang Fuyue and Liu Bowen have written a note, which is full of..."

The old brothers just talked and walked, the further they went...

Early the next morning, before class time, Hou Siyuan ran to the last grade office.

At that time, Meng Zhijian was angering Xu Jing with Jiang Fuyue, and his posture was almost like pinching his waist and raising his chest and raising an orchid, referring to him as a "big room".

Xu Jing, who has become a "second room" with a slightly weaker momentum, is not easy to provoke, "...It's in your hands now, it doesn't mean that it will be in the future!"

"That...Should I come back later?" Hou Siyuan stood at the door, neither entering nor retreating, he was at a loss.

"cough!"

The two of them immediately made a frontal hole, and their majesty returned.

Opposite, Yu Wenzhou quietly pouted, unable to express his disgust.

"Come in." Meng Zhijian slowly lifted the lid of the cup and took a sip of hot tea, "What's the matter?"

"Are you going to a meeting today?"

He was stunned, "What's wrong?"

"No...that is, if you want to go, can you let Jiang Fuyue continue to take the class?"

Meng Zhijian's eyebrows moved slightly, but he said, "Why? I wanted Ling Xuan..."

"No no no, Jiang Fuyue is fine, no need to change people!"

"Is this your opinion alone, or..."

"We all have a share!" Suddenly, a dozen heads protruded from the door frame.

Meng Zhijian: "!"

Seeing this, Xu Jing couldn't help but snorted: "Lao Meng, it seems that you can't do it."

In view of the unanimous opinion of the masses, Meng Zhijian, who did not have a meeting at first, went out for a meeting and called Yu Wenzhou by the way.

Jiang Fuyue didn't expect that she would be a teacher for a day, but when she did, there was no difference between once or twice.

"Then... continue to focus?"

"Okay!" The eyes of everyone in the audience lit up, and their notebooks were on standby.

Focusing on the focus in the morning, and betting on questions in the afternoon, Sister Yue's class is so "unremarkable".

"This knowledge point..."

The crowd pricked up their ears.

Jiang Fuyue: "No test. 50% of the next knowledge points may be tested this year. The previous year was combined with the unit circle. Last year, the trigonometric function was used to cover the skin. This year, no accident, it should be a sequence, and the proportional sequence is more difficult. See example 9..."

After two days of pruning and sorting, Jiang Fuyue reduced the knowledge points to one-third of the original, and cut off half of the example questions.

Liu Bowen listed the "68 questions for the competition in the competition" from high to low according to the possibility she said, and it was widely copied.

At the beginning, someone asked: "How do you know whether to take the test or not? What if you guess wrong?"

"So I talked about the possibility in every question. In a more professional language, it is - probability."

The man asked again: "Where do you get your so-called probability? Just imagining it and making it up at will?"

"In the past five years, the comprehensive analysis of the preliminaries of the physical competition in various provinces, municipalities and autonomous regions across the country is convincing. If it is not enough, there is a vertical comparison of the preliminary examination questions of the Linhuai City in the past ten years, and the questions issued by this city this year. Prof. Zhang Zhongwei's analysis of all original physics exam questions in the past three years. Do you have any questions?"

"No, no..." I dare not have it!

As proud as Ling Xuan, it was inevitable that he would be horrified.

She actually finished so many questions silently, and she also took into account the level of the questioner, it's just...

frenzied! not human!

Also shocked were Meng Zhijian and Yu Wenzhou, who stood quietly outside the classroom and eavesdropped.

"Lao, Lao Meng, what are you shaking?"

"It's obvious that you are shaking!"

Yu Wenzhou swallowed his saliva: "You said if this continues, will we both be honorably unemployed?"

Meng Zhijian thought about it very seriously, and replied, "...very likely."

"!"

In order to avoid going home early and eating by themselves, two teachers, Meng and Yu, who had been meeting for two consecutive days, finally stopped the meeting on the third day.

But when they picked up the lesson plan, stood on the podium conscientiously, and prepared to show their enthusiasm and become "gardeners", they found that the flowers they had worked so hard to plant were no longer the original ones...

"Mr. Meng, is this test not?"

"How likely is it?"

"What knowledge points are generally combined?"

"Is the problem difficult or small?"

"Mostly appear in fill-in-the-blank questions, or big questions?"

"Is it possible to finalize?"

"..."

Meng Zhijian: "?" Jiang Fuyue, what have you done to my "flower"? !

The progress of the class continued to advance, but the private notebook was copied and copied.

Liu Bowen took advantage of the natural advantage of being at the same table as the god of learning, and supplemented the content from time to time. After walking around the class, he could achieve synchronous serialization in less than half a day.

Hou Siyuan stopped throwing up, and another classmate didn't faint. The restless and anxious atmosphere in the class gradually calmed down.

It seems that the note is the confidence, I have one in hand, and I have it in the world.

The most intuitive change is the mental outlook of the competition class, more than a new look? It is not an exaggeration to say that it was turned upside down.

Meng Zhijian and Yu Wenzhou were both emotional and ashamed when they saw it.

For a long time, they are still not worth one Jiang Fuyue together?

After Xu Jing found out, he washed Meng Zhijian's face, and then praised Jiang Fuyue: "As expected of a good seedling that I dug up with my own hands!"

Meng Zhijian: It's shameless to get together, praise others, and praise yourself...

In this regard, Zhao Tiejun has a different opinion: "Betting on the question? To put it lightly, how many times do you see that there are so many famous Internet celebrity teachers every year, and how many times have they bet right?"

The office suddenly fell silent.

"You don't learn knowledge down-to-earth at a young age, and it's great to be opportunistic!"

"Director Zhao, are you talking about me?" Jiang Fuyue stood at the door, with a schoolbag hanging on her right shoulder, clasping her shoulder strap with one hand, her eyes slightly bent, a smile that was not a smile.

"Cough—" Zhao Tiejun clenched his fist and almost choked.

In fact, he didn't really want to be rude, he just said casually, who would have thought...

Jiang Fuyue didn't look sideways, and walked straight to Xu Jing's office, "Teacher, I'll get the papers."

"Oh! Here, there are two copies in it. The A seal is yours, and the B seal is Ling Xuan's. You take it to him along the way."

"Okay. Then I'll go first."

Passing by Zhao Tiejun, she paused: "Director, have you heard a word?"

"What?" Zhao Tiejun felt a sense of guilt when he met the girl's clear eyes.

In fact, he is quite a child, he is used to being serious, and he doesn't praise people very much...

Jiang Fuyue tilted her head and smiled at him: "This sentence is called - no matter whether it is a black cat or a white cat, if it catches a mouse, it is a good cat."

"..."

"By the way, how many questions do you think I can bet right?"

"..."

"It's okay, I'll let Teacher Meng tell you when the test paper comes out." Innocent and harmless.

"Okay!" Meng Zhijian answered immediately.

Zhao Tiejun: Shit is a good boy, he takes it back! Take it all back! snort!

Time flies fast, and in a blink of an eye, the first test of the competition is here...