General Man: My Days Are Not Too Ordinary

This No. 1 school in Chiba Prefecture called Sobu High School.

Kususuke Nakamori is a math teacher.

He has a strong teaching ability, using a very humorous, relaxed and useful new teaching method and interactive with students, in so many years, the class has never been bored, always actively listened to the lecture, and answered questions seriously.

As long as it is the class he teaches, the math score is among the best.

In the first few weeks, he was very satisfied with the enthusiasm of the students of the first year F class.

But on Monday, two thorns suddenly appeared in the class!

One looks out the window without listening to the lecture, and the other even sleeps on the table!

It made him angry.

Of course, he also understood that the two students wearing other school uniforms were exchange students.

And, taking care of the face of the always shy female student, he did not embarrass the sleeping student.

And just now, he was specially ordered by the head teacher of this class to let him take special care of the male student named "Mulin".

So.

How dare not listen to the sacred and great rational math lesson!

Difficulties have always been intellectually grinding, but it must be a great sense of accomplishment to let me help you complete this difficult problem in front of so many people!

This sense of accomplishment will definitely make you regain your interest in mathematics!

So, Nakamori Kususuke projected the problem on the computer onto the projection screen.

"Okay, give you five minutes, think about this question, you can discuss it freely, and I'll let people come up to answer it later, and I'll treat you to lunch."

"Hey? Nakamori-sensei treats guests to dinner?!

Some of the girls were very excited, after all, Kusuke Nakamori was also a handsome guy, and they began to discuss this topic with great interest.

All of a sudden, the class chattered non-stop.

There are only three quiet corners in the classroom.

One is the position by the front door, one is the rear window position, and the other is in the middle of the rear row.

The three may have no friends, and can only think about this problem on their own.

Or look at the scenery outside the window from afar, so as a deep vicissitudes of youth.

Or a beautiful black silk girl sleeping on her stomach.

The loudest discussion was the position of the blond boy in the back row.

I saw a large group of people talking around there, but if you listened carefully, you could hear that only the blond boy was thinking, and the others just nodded in agreement.

"Huh? Can think of this step, Hayama is very powerful!

"Wow! I don't have a clue! It is worthy of Hayama.

"Don't lift me up, this question is obviously a bit out of the ordinary, I can only go so far, but according to this line of thought, you should be able to solve the answer."

Miura Yuko praised: "It's already very powerful!

Yubihama Yui scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Yes, in other words, I can't even read the topic." Hey. Hayama

thought of taking care of the two exchange students, so he stood up and walked towards the woods.

"Mu Lin, you have good grades in science, right? Let's discuss this together, shall we?

"No, I won't do that." Mu Lin Tou didn't reply.

"Yes, yes?" Hayama scratched his head in embarrassment and returned to his seat.

"What kind of attitude is this?" Someone is fighting for him.

Yui Hihama explained: "No, he said his emotional intelligence... Anyway, let's understand him.

"Hmph~ What a kind Yui." Miura's tone didn't know if she was ironic or telling the truth.

But Yubihama heard that it was the latter, and waved his hand: "No." "

Soon five minutes passed.

The students sat back at their desks, secretly praying that the teacher would not order them to go up and make a mistake.

Because no one will.

Fortunately, Nakamori Kusuke's words made everyone secretly relieved, and looked pitifully at the person who was pointed.

"I heard that there are two exchange students in our class, right?"

"I heard from Mr. Hiratsuka that there is a science student named Mubayashi who has good grades, where is Shimokinin-san?"

Everyone turned their heads to the window in the back row.

And the boy was looking unknowingly at Shihe and into the distance.

His short hair was blown by the autumn breeze, and even though his appearance was not as tall as Hayama's, his vicissitudes of side face still made some girls with a little heartbeat.

"Call you." Yuko Miura on the side reminded.

The voice was a little cold, after all, as the central figure in the class, her justice made her look down on this teenager who did not listen carefully to the class, but just looked at his melancholy figure, and her tone was still a little relaxed.

"Huh?"

Mu Lin, who came back to his senses, then noticed that he was locked by many eyes.

"Mulin-san, please come up and answer this question." Kusuke Nakamori smiled.

Mu Lin slowly stood up and said without shame at all: "I won't."

"Well, it doesn't matter if it doesn't, you just need to show your train of thought."

"I don't have any idea."

"This, how can you not have a thought? This question is actually not beyond the syllabus, according to the current teaching progress, even if it cannot be done, there will be ideas.

"I have no idea, I really don't know this."

Regardless of the strange gazes around him, and regardless of Shiyu Kasumigaoka who sat up in shock in his dying illness and showed a good look of drama, Mu Lin said the words of waste from the bottom of his heart.

Nakamori Kususuke was a little embarrassed, but finally said: "It's okay, you come up and try it first, and I'll teach you how to do it step by step." "

Eh.

Sighing secretly, Mu Lin planned to go and think about the blackboard.

But just a few steps away, there was a voice from Hayama behind him.

"Teacher, since Mu Lin said so, then let me come, even if I haven't solved it, I still have some ideas."

Hayama didn't want to embarrass Mu Lin, after all, the exchange student days were still long, so he let him lose face on the first day, how to live in the future.

However, Nakamori Kusuke nodded and said, "Just right, then both of you come up, Hayama, you first tell Mu Lin your thoughts."

"Okay."

Hayama nodded and went to the podium with Korin.

Under the sound of oily pen scribbling and drawing, is Hayama, who is busy explaining and writing his own ideas.

On one side is Kusuke Nakamori, who nodded repeatedly and frowned from time to time.

Finally, it is Mu Lin, who has bored eyes, as if he is in a trance, and is in a very embarrassing situation in the eyes of others.

A moment later.

"Okay, teacher, that's all I have on this subject."

"Hmm...," Nakamori mused for a moment, "It's good to think of this step, but there are still some problems—Korin, do you understand?"

"I didn't understand." Mu Lin was calm.

Even if the pile of handwriting in front of him was so wrong, he didn't bother to correct it.

"Then I won't say it again?" Hayama said kindly.

"No need, let me teach you how to do it."

Nakamori Kususuke said so, and let Hayama wipe the blackboard, holding an oily pen and about to write.

Suddenly.

There was a cold girl behind her.

"Teacher, Mulin classmate is hiding."

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone looked at the beautiful girl sitting in the middle of the back row.

Her vermilion eyes revealed a playful look.