Reborn Xueba, she is beautiful and sassy

Hou Ye ignored the doubts and smiled brightly: "I admit that you are the first wave of students I have brought, but since Hongcheng No. 1 Middle School dares to use me, it makes sense, and I am willing to accept your challenge at any time."

Hou Ye spoke very confidently, but it was still difficult to convince the public.

Dong Yuyang curled his lips disdainfully, "Teacher, you are not a few years older than us, are you? You should be younger than my brother!"

Dong Yuyang has a half-brother who is thirty years old this year and is very outstanding. He is a typical "other people's child". He has always admired his brother and always showed him off.

Hou Ye continued to smile and looked at Dong Yuyang with clear eyes: "What does age mean? Even if your brother is older than me, there is no guarantee that I can't do what he knows, and I can do what he can't."

Hou Ye seemed to be telling a tongue twister. Dong Yuyang stood up and walked to the blackboard in a swagger: "In that case, I will test you on the debut question. No one around me except my brother has been able to answer it."

Dong Yuyang's handwriting is just like the person he is. His handwriting is not very beautiful, but it is free and easy, and he writes a topic eloquently.

This question covers a wide range of topics, including Chinese, mathematics, physics, and chemistry. If you want to answer this question, you must be an all-rounder.

In fact, he himself doesn't know how to solve this problem. He accidentally saw it in an academic magazine. He still hasn't figured out the solution to the problem. It is said that even graduate students in related majors may not be able to solve it. After all, there are too few all-rounders.

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He just memorized this question and used it when he was trying to make others pretend to be B in the future. Today, he just used it to amuse the class teacher.

After Hou Ye read the question, he smiled: "It's interesting!"

Hou Ye thought for a moment, then picked up a piece of chalk and started writing. His handwriting was very beautiful, as if printed on a copybook, while Dong Yuyang's handwriting looked a bit ugly in comparison.

Ten minutes later, Hou Ye finished solving the problem and wrote neat chalk words on most of the blackboard, as if the standard answers were printed in a book.

He put down his pen, patted the dust on his hand, and asked Dong Yuyang, "How is it?"

Dong Yuyang was a little stunned. It was similar to what his brother wrote, but in comparison, the problem-solving steps written by Hou Ye were more concise and should be considered superior. They were exactly the same as the answers in the journal.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "It's not bad, but that doesn't mean anything. Maybe you've seen the answer! And there are several solutions to this question. It's not that great if you only answered one."

Although he said this, Dong Yuyang knew very well in his heart that if Hou Ye hadn't read the answer, it would be very difficult.

"Report!" A sudden voice at the door interrupted Dong Yuyang's embarrassment, and he turned back to his seat.

Others didn't know the mystery and were just watching the excitement. Now that they saw the people at the door, their attention immediately shifted, and for a while the classroom was filled with sighs.

At this moment, there is only one vacant seat in the class, and it is obvious who the latecomer is!

It's just that no one expected that this "dark horse" is so beautiful. Beautiful people have been prone to prejudice since ancient times. Now the speculation about her "cheating" is even stronger.

Hou Ye also looked at the door, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Let me guess, you should be the first in our class, right? The 'dark horse' academic tyrant who has attracted much attention in the city this year!"

"Tsk, this 'dark horse academic master' should be called a 'dark horse copycat master'."

This strange sarcastic sentence attracted ridicule from half the group of people.

Hao Xin was questioned, and Hou Ye was also not favored. Naturally, everyone became arrogant and did not know how to avoid taboos.

Hou Ye frowned slightly and glanced at everyone. His sunny face showed a bit of coldness that should not be underestimated.

Hao Xin, on the other hand, was not the least bit surprised. She had heard too many controversies. She would feel tired if she was rebuffed one by one!

She looked at Hou Ye seriously and sincerely, "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm late."

Before Hou Ye could reply, he made another rude sarcasm: "You are late on the first day, do you really think you are so big? There is a real god of learning, Shang Siyi, what the hell are you doing?"

"Oh, shut up now. Be careful of people holding grudges. Didn't you hear just now? Get rid of the dean of their school!"

"Tch, am I afraid of her? In Hongcheng No. 1 Middle School, strength speaks for itself. She is still a bad student. This is not their No. 6 Middle School."

Hao Xin's eyes darkened: Sure enough, this counterattack is not going to be easy.

Hou Ye pointed to the empty seat in the last row: "Okay, take a seat in the empty seat at the back."

Hao Xin glanced at the last row. She was stunned by Shang Siyi next to the empty seat. She didn't expect to see him again so soon!

After a vacation, Shang Siyi recovered from the injuries sustained in the car accident. He was sitting in his seat as usual, lowering his head and reading a book attentively, completely unaffected by the people around him.

Hao Xin walked towards the classroom. After walking a few steps, he was attracted by the question on the blackboard that Hou Ye was about to erase. He suddenly called out: "Wait a minute, teacher, can you let me try it."

Hao Xin saw the questions on the blackboard only after she entered the door. Now she is very interested in learning. She read a lot of books during the holidays. The more she delved into it, the more obsessed she became, especially the challenging questions.

Hao Xin's behavior became a sensation in front of a group of arrogant academic leaders, and some people couldn't help but start talking:

"Let me go, she is really fed up. She thinks she can solve any problem and is addicted to being a god of learning!"

"I bet she can't figure it out."

"You can do it just by looking at it? You're kidding! I bet she can't answer it."

"I always think she is putting on a show, I hate this kind of person!"

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Hao Xin picked up the brush and started writing. Her handwriting was different from Hou Ye's "copybook". It was a very special font, a bit like self-made, and there was an intriguing charm wherever the pen touched.

Her problem-solving steps were different from Hou Ye's. After a problem was solved, everyone gradually stopped talking and began to study it with half-understanding.

She put down her pen, looked at the entire blackboard full of writing, and said to herself with some unfinished thoughts: "It's a pity that I can't write anymore."

Hou Ye rubbed his chin with his fingers and stared at Hao Xin's steps to solve the problem. In the same fifteen minutes, Hao Xin gave two methods to solve the problem, and the knowledge points used were beyond the scope of a high school student.

and……

Why does this word look familiar?

He suddenly remembered a painting and calligraphy hanging in his grandfather's study, but the spirit of the characters was more rigorous and cold and arrogant, while the spirit of Hao Xin's characters was more free and refreshing, two completely different styles of writing.

But the fonts are so similar, could it be that she...

Hou Ye retracted his thoughts and was full of curiosity about the girl in front of him.

Dong Yuyang, the only one who knew the answer, was also in the trap. The special issue gave two answers to the problem, one of which was written by Hou Ye, and the other one was in Hao Xin's answer. As for Hao Xin's second answer

He hasn't seen it either.

At this moment, this question refreshed his knowledge. He had tested this question on many others before, and except for his brother whom he admired, he had never met anyone else who could solve it.

Not only did the class teacher answer it well today, but even Hao Xin, a "student scumbag", answered it right. Could it be that the circle he knew was too weak?

"Okay, classmate Hao Xin, please go back to your seat first!" After Hou Ye reminded him, Hao Xin turned around and walked to the seat next to Shang Siyi...