Kicked out of the rich family at the beginning

eight o'clock.

The other students in the lecture hall began to tidy up their things, and left with a sad face. It was obvious that the exercises left today were too difficult, and half an hour was not enough for them to draw the picture of the first question.

Ning Xiao packed up his things as soon as he arrived, and looked back at Bai Po.

Bai Po found the dispersion curve in Jiang Fuli's notebook, and figured out the minimum deflection angle.

Slowly arrange the pen cap, book, and notebook one by one.

Ning Xiao lowered his face, moved his pale fingers, and seemed to have the urge to tidy up for her right away.

The two went out one after the other, Tang Ming also raised his head from the question, he quickly tidied up a pile of messy things, his voice raised slightly: "You two go first, I will come right away."

Beside, Zhu Jiaren naturally didn't understand the question.

She stood up with her forehead pressed, packed her things and went back to the dormitory, seeing Tang Ming like this.

She raised her eyebrows, as if she wanted to laugh: "No, Tang Ming, you didn't really do the questions she gave you, did you?"

The quality of the questions given in the training class was so high that they couldn't understand them at all.

Where there is still time to read the questions given by Bai Po, it is better to go home and do two more sets of ten-year simulations.

Tang Ming opened his mouth, "Actually, the title still has some gold in it."

"Forget it," Zhu Jiaren put her schoolbag on her back and shook her head, "You can do what you want, of course, don't blame me for not reminding you, this is a waste of time, our performance in the training class will be credited to the usual points."

Everyone knows what this training class is for.

The most important thing is to cherish the time of the training class in a few days.

**

Tang Ming catches up with Bai Po and Ning Xiao.

Jiang He was still sitting in the innermost corner of the milk tea shop waiting for Bai Po, still playing with his Rubik's Cube.

Not to mention how shocked Tang Ming was when he saw what kind of Rubik's Cube Jiang He was playing, even Ning Xiao took a second look at Jiang He.

Jiang He has always disliked crowded places and strangers, so Bai Po didn't introduce Jiang He to the two of them.

After sitting down, she didn't say anything, but handed them the answer in the backpack.

It was the answer to the exercises left by Jiang Fuli last time.

Ning Xiao took the answer, put today's exercises aside, and began to study the answer.

The answer was not written by Bai Ke, but a little clear, each and every handwriting floated on the paper, and most of them were replaced by symbols. He suspected that the person who wrote the answer might think the answer was too simple, so it was so scribbled.

Tang Ming took out the questions written by Bai Po in his backpack, and he just casually looked at the answers Bai Po gave them.

Because he actually felt that it was a bit of a fantasy for Bai Po to talk to them.

The previous question was a bit convoluted, and there were too many knowledge points, so I read the first small question.

Tang Ming, who was about to take a look at it, suddenly sat up straight, took out a pen and paper and started to calculate like Ning Xiao.

Even if Tang Ming's grades are not as good as Ning Xiao's, he can tell.

This question has a higher gold content than the electromagnetic question left by the teacher last time.

When Jiang Fuli arrived at the milk tea shop at nine o'clock, the two of them were still studying that question.

Some people have air conditioners on their bodies. As soon as he came in, the temperature of the whole milk tea shop seemed to drop by two degrees.

As soon as Ning Xiao and Tang Ming looked up, they saw a pair of pale eyes with cold eyes.

The milk tea shop is small, so there is a small square table for four people. In the past, Jiang Fuli sat opposite Bai Po and Jiang He, but now there are more Ning Xiao and Tang Ming.

Jiang Fuli glanced at Jiang He.

Jiang He paused, then silently packed his things and sat on the table behind Bai Po.

"What homework is left for today?" Jiang Fuli sat down gracefully, wearing a black windbreaker neatly and spotlessly clean, and took the questions handed over by Bai Ke with his slender and fair fingers.

He obviously didn't say anything else, and the pressure on Ning Xiao and Tang Ming was greater than that of the class teacher.

"Optical crystal," Jiang Fuli glanced at the question and knew it, and casually turned on the skills to the two people facing him, "The first question can determine the propagation direction of e-light and o-light according to Huygens' principle, which can be seen at a glance , you two should know it, right?"

Ning Xiao, the student god of No. 1 Middle School, was suddenly a little silent.

Tang Ming, an ordinary schoolmaster, dared not speak.

Jiang Fuli glanced over coldly, he opened his mouth, just about to say something.

Beside him, Bai Ke uncapped the pen beside him and handed it to him in an unhurried manner.

She was still wearing earphones on one side, and she was reciting words just now. Her thin hair brushed her forehead, and she rested her chin lazily with one hand: "Mr. Jiang, I haven't learned much about dispersion curves yet."

Jiang Fuli withdrew his gaze from staring at the two.

He took the pen, didn't look at the topic, and lowered his head to write a set of beautiful equations on the paper.

"The wave velocity of a uniaxial crystal is simply..."

Sitting next to Jiang He, Ming Dongheng looked at Jiang Fuli in disbelief, not to mention him, Jiang Xijue, who was famous at Jiangjing University back then, was scolded by Jiang Fuli.

Why? ?

He admitted that Bai Po was smart.

But those two things opposite her, why?

Ming Dongheng coldly withdrew his gaze.

The three people here listened carefully.

Jiang Fuli did not directly write down the answer steps of this question, but analyzed all the principles, from shallow to deep, Ning Xiao and Tang Ming both held pens and wrote down the key points while listening.

When he explained the topic seriously, the coldness on his body was much less.

Bai Jian has image memory ability, so he doesn't need to write it down in a notebook.

She has been listening intently, and when she encounters a professional term, she will write it down in the small notepad prepared for Ji Heng, and plans to randomly select one to tell Ji Heng later.

It took nearly half an hour for Jiang Fuli to finish the four small questions.

After speaking, the other three people started to do the questions according to their own understanding. Jiang Fuli didn't talk as much as the course, but he didn't say a word of nonsense, and his analysis was very clear.

His explanation ability, even a physics scumbag can fully understand it.

Bai Po didn't eat at night, so when Jiang Fuli finished speaking, she took the vocabulary book and went to have dinner with Jiang He.

Here Jiang Fuli is still sitting opposite Ning Xiao and Tang Ming, with one hand on the table, lazily pressing a piece of tissue paper, "Is there another member in your mutual aid group?"

It was really difficult for Tang Ming to speak to Jiang Fuli, Ning Xiao nodded.

Jiang Fuli put away the paper, folded it casually, and put it in Bai Jian's black notes, then looked at the two, "I don't want that member to know what happened today."

Ning Xiao and Tang Ming are both smart people, and they understood Mr. Jiang's meaning in seconds.

"We know." Ning Xiao agreed instead of Tang Ming.

"By the way," Jiang Fuli responded casually, getting up to eat, "you don't need to let classmate Bai know."

The topic was a bit difficult, and the three of them didn't finish writing until eleven o'clock in the evening.

Bai Po is still working on the questions. She has a lot of questions recently, and she can't sleep. She often does the questions until two o'clock in the night.

Jiang Fuli sat on the side with a computer and processed documents.

Jiang He had already fallen asleep on the small sofa next to him.

After finishing the exercises, Ning Xiao and Tang Ming left the milk tea shop and looked at each other.

These two are so smart and still so curmudgeonly?

Tang Ming sent a sincere question to Ning Xiao when Jiang Fuli was no longer in sight: "Who was that person just now?"

If he had had Jiang Fuli give him lectures since he was a child, his mother would no longer worry that he would not be admitted to Jiangjing University.

The better his grades, the more he can understand Jiang Fuli's horror, and turn difficult problems into the simplest way of speaking. Even the one and a half hours of Jiangjing University's tutoring courses every night can't be compared with his ten minutes of lectures.

He wants to go out to give lectures, how many people have to line up?

Ning Xiao shook his head.

"I finally know why new students can enter the training class," Tang Ming sighed, "Both of them are scary."

Ning Xiao didn't speak, just acquiesced.

"Hey, good luck!" Tang Ming rubbed his hands.

**

the next day.

Lu Xiaohan and the study committee finally found an opportunity to talk to Bai Po about the school celebration.

Lu Xiaohan sat in front of Bai Po, turned around, lay down on Bai Po's table, and looked at Bai Po without blinking.

"Acting?" Bai Po wrote down a formula, raised his head, his almond eyes were closed in surprise, "but my talent is very average."

"It's okay," Lu Xiaohan hugged her arm, "Just stand on the stage and don't move. You are the signboard of our Class 15! Okay?"

"..."

Bai Po really felt that he was pretty average, but he looked at Lu Xiaohan and the others.

She couldn't refuse, so she had to report to Jianwu.

"Sounds so cool!" Lu Xiaohan and the entertainment committee were a little excited.

Bai Po doesn't quite understand, what's so cool about playing a sword flower?

Doesn't everyone know this?

"Do you need me to borrow a venue for you to practice?" Lu Xiaohan asked shyly.

"No, I have a training class in the evening," Bai Ke shook her head, and she emphasized repeatedly: "But I used to learn long swords really well."

"It's okay, it's okay." Lu Xiaohan shook his head.

She doesn't need Bai Po's dance to be so good-looking, Bai Po just needs to stand on the stage and they will win class 15: "Whenever you have time, we will take you to the stage to rehearse."

"Okay," Bai Po pulled out the mathematics textbook for the next class, and lazily pressed the page to be reviewed with her fingertips. The large school uniform softened her overly gorgeous eyebrows and eyes, "You guys prepare one for me." long sword."

Lu Xiaohan and the study committee members looked at each other and compared each other.

Then write the sword dance of Bai Yu on the rehearsal list. There is no long sword in the props room of the school, so they have to go outside to order one, as well as clothes, which must be prepared in advance.

The two wrote it down in the notebook.

Six o'clock in the evening, training class.

The head teacher of Class 8 will accept yesterday's answer.

I started to play today's video, which is still physical, "Today's screen recording is more difficult than yesterday, and it will become more and more difficult in the future. Everyone, be prepared."

Basically, it has surpassed high school knowledge. The head teacher of Class 8 sat in the back and graded yesterday's questions while listening.

There are four small questions in total, and most people only do the first two small questions.

Until he turned to Ren Wanxuan's answer.

Ren Wanxuan wrote every small question, but the last question was written in a general way. In fact, it seemed obvious that someone should have written her the answering process, but she didn't understand the last question.

The head teacher of Class 8 was taken aback, and just wanted to write "10" on the usual score.

He remembered something, took out Bai Jian's answer sheet, and answered each of the four small questions.

The approach was completely different from the answer he got. The head teacher of Class Eight brightened his eyes and began to study Bai Po's answer, which was more detailed and clearer than the standard answer.

In fact, the standard answer is very simple. There is only one picture in the first question, but Bai Po wrote a standard analysis beside it.

The head teacher of Class 8, who was originally confused, finally understood the question after reading Bai Po's answer.

He made up his mind.

Ren Wanxuan told him that he gave eight points, and the other two in her group only wrote three questions, and he gave seven points.

Bai Po and Ning Xiao got ten points, but Tang Ming didn't quite understand. Although the answer to the last question was vague, I gave it nine points.

The head teacher of Class 8 pondered for a long time according to Bai Po's answer.

He had asked Bai Po last time that Ning Xiao and Tang Ming were on her team, thanks to who didn't need to say anything.

At half past seven, the screen recording was finished.

Ren Wanxuan and the four of them still did not stay in the hall, and left the lecture hall with excited expressions on their faces.

in the hallway.

The head teacher of Class 8 called Ren Wanxuan, "Student Ren."

Ren Wanxuan respected her head teacher, "Teacher."

"Yeah," the head teacher of Class 8 held Bai Jian's answer sheet in his hand, looked at Ren Wanxuan gently, and said, "Student Ren, I read your answer and it is more standard than the analysis."

This answer is written by Dr. Gao, the natural standard.

Ren Wanxuan smiled.

The head teacher of Class 8 changed the subject, "So, I want to give this answer to other students, is that okay?"

Ren Wanxuan stared at the head teacher of Class 8, and suddenly asked, "Including Bai Jia?"

The teacher in charge didn't speak.

"Teacher," Ren Wanxuan became even more depressed. I don't know why, every elder likes Bai Po very much. She clearly knows that Bai Po's grades are so poor, so she held back her sour tone, "We are going to grade in the end, right? The school Can you ensure that the whole process is fair and just?"

"certainly."

"This analysis was obtained by Dr. Gao, who my family worked so hard to find. It is our personal ability," Ren Wanxuan said, "They want a clearer analysis, a higher average score, and they can do it themselves. Going to someone to help them solve the problem, that's the real fairness, isn't it?"

The head teacher of Class 8 looked at her. He put away the paper in his hand, and after a long while, "Yes, I was thinking about it. Indeed, this is fair and just."

Ren Wanxuan looked into the head teacher's eyes and asked, "So, you won't give our analysis to anyone else, right?"

Po (serious): My studies are average.

The college entrance examination is about to give out points, I am excited, I should have 760, right?

good night~