Rebirth to a Military Marriage: Good Morning Chief

As Zheng Lingling said, after Jonan refused a senior high school student that day, a few days later, he went to a high school senior, Jojun Nan, to go to www.wuxiaspot.com~Qiao Nan, I read high school, know better than You have a little more, in fact, there are problems, we can explore together. It is not necessarily a good idea for a person to build a car behind closed doors. ”

This schoolmaster is much smarter. He knows that Jonan values ​​learning and starts with learning. He wants to talk about Joanna.

In the past, Joanna didn't care, so many things were ignored.

Since the last reminder by Tang Mengran, Qiao Nan has been much more sensitive this time.

When this high school student appeared, Qiao Nan obviously felt that many of the people in the class had their eyes on their own bodies, especially in the classroom door of their class, and they secretly surrounded many people who came to see the good drama.

"You have a high school?" Qiao Nan wrote a knock on the desk.

The high school boy showed a confident smile, and the white teeth were revealed: "Yes, I am a high school. I am like you, very interested and confident in learning. I have never been bad at all. The first ten in the new year. So, we both read the book together, there should be a lot of questions about learning that can be discussed together."

Tang Mengran touched Zheng Lingling’s shoulder: “This schoolmaster, I am a bit impressed, the family’s ‘great’ has money. The watch in his hand is four digits. You said, will this be successful?”

Zheng Lingling drank her mouth: "I am definitely disappointed. I didn't see Nan Nan's impression of him. He just like a passerby. It is strange to succeed. I am curious, this time, Nannan will refuse this high school." Master, come once and for all."

Qiao Nan picked up his eyebrows and glanced at the position next to Zhu Baoguo.

After the last reminder of Tang Mengran, Qiao Nan slowly found out the law.

These boys who came to the library together to go to the library ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ usually pick Zhu Baoguo when they are not in the classroom: "The seniors are just right, I just met a problem, a bit confused, a math problem, Don't give me a look at the seniors?"

"Yes." The boys laughed. The most worrying thing was that Qiao Nan didn't respond. As long as Qiao Nan spoke, he had a way to let Qiao Nan nod.

After hearing the consent of Gao Sansheng, Qiao Nan did not say anything. He tore a piece of clean paper from the book, and then wrote a math problem, and then handed the pen and draft paper to Gao Sansheng: "Schoolmaster, help solve the problem." ""

"No problem." Gao Sansheng took the question with confidence.

He is the top ten of the third year, the title of the third year, he is not in the words, let alone the topic of the district high school, pediatrics!

"Then it is troublesome to learn." Qiao Nan leaned back to Zhu Baoguo's position and left enough space for Gao Sansheng.

Soon, the high school students turned from the beginning of self-confidence into doubts, and then troubled, and then began to frown and deep lock, eyes contemplative, and then the pen in his hand continually wrote. After a while, the entire draft paper was full of calculations. The problem is that the answer to this question has not yet come out.

When the boys found that there was no place on the draft paper to let him drop the pen, Gao Sansheng hesitated: "Can you give me another draft paper?"

"No problem." Qiao Nan generously gave Gao Sansheng a whole draft paper: "Use it casually."

With the draft paper, the senior high school has room to play.

I saw Gao Sansheng kneeling in front of Qiao Nan’s desk. It took about a quarter of an hour and was filled with three draft papers. The answer was like a dystocia. It was delayed: “This question...”

"If the schoolmaster can't do it, it doesn't matter..."

"No, I will do it, it is done in your classroom, not the environment I am familiar with. I am not used to it. Otherwise, I will take it back, wait for me to answer, come back to you, and teach you how to Do?" Gao Sansheng's blush is red, and the excuses for himself are more crappy.

Not in your own classroom, unfamiliar environment, the idea of ​​doing the problem is not smooth.

If this is the case, then the boy will not use the exam later, not to mention the college entrance examination.

At the time of the college entrance examination, changing the classroom is light, and there are changes to the school.

"Yes, absolutely no problem." Qiao Nan nodded, very generous to say.

With the consent of Qiao Nan, Gao Sansheng did not say anything and left with the question.

Fang Fang licked his mouth: "Nan Nan, what kind of problem, I want to do it, can I?"

"Yes." Qiao Nan smiled: "Let's do it. I write the topic on the blackboard. If you are interested, you can do it. You can also discuss the discussion. This is the meaning of the school."

After that, Qiao Nan walked to the blackboard in a big way.

Xiao Nan, who rarely writes on the blackboard, has a chalk head on the blackboard, and a beautiful board of books jumps into the eyes, making people shine.

"Rely, Nannan's blackboard is so beautiful? I heard that many people have good-looking words on paper. They are not used to writing blackboard characters. The word is old and ugly." He Yun was amazed, and this is Jo Nan. The handwritten blackboard is more beautiful than the teacher, and the printed body on the book ran to the blackboard.

"It should have been accustomed to it. Nan Nan is a versatile person who simply refuses to give us a living path." Tao Zhenqin grinds his teeth and loves and hates Qiao Nan.

"When the topic is finished, I will do it quickly." He Yun picked up the pen, but she wanted to see what the title of the high school students could be.

When most of the students in the high school class were solving this problem, several other classes and even other grades of students copied the question of Qiao Nan and spread around.

It seems that just for the scene just now, everyone feels that only those who can solve this problem are qualified to go to the library with Qiao Nan~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

"My Scorpio, I didn't do it, my brain cells are almost dead, this question is too difficult. Nan Nan, what kind of ghost problem you have, want to be a dead person."

Tang Mengran was the first to give up.

Tang Mengran knows his strength. Like this difficult question, let alone give her a day, even if it is ten days or ten years, she may not be able to do it.

This kind of very difficult problem, she does not believe that it will appear in high school for three years.

Tao Zhenqin was the second to give up, and Fang Fang was the last to give up.

Regardless of the order of giving up, the final result is that the students of the high school class, the time of a self-study class has not ended, and they have given up.

Everyone is not a child, not knowing their strength.

Can this problem be solved, and a few turns in the belly, in fact, I understand.

Such a difficult question can be made by a ghost.