True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

Lu Fang immediately gloated and said loudly, "Did you hear me, the teacher asked you to go to the back and stand in the back."

This open class has a total of two hours, and it has only started for ten minutes.

Being punished to stand, still in front of all the seniors, Ying Zijin was embarrassed.

As for her bottom learning level, what questions would she do?

Still want to compare with Zhong Zhiwan?

It doesn't matter if you are qualified or not.

There are nearly a thousand students in the lecture hall, and the noise is getting louder and louder.

"Quiet!" The old professor patted the table and was very angry. "This classmate, either you come up and write this inscription, or stand behind."

Several boys in the elite class who have a good relationship with Lu Fang all look like they are watching a good show.

The ordinary class and the key class also joined in the fun, and they all started shouting.

Under all eyes, Ying Zijin stood up.

Xiu Yu wanted to hold her, but was stopped by her raising his hand.

However, she was not walking towards the back of the classroom, but towards the blackboard.

"..."

The voices in the classroom stopped for a moment, and then there was a bigger explosion.

Among them, many voices are from the elite class.

"No, no, no, scumbags dare to do questions on the blackboard?"

"Tsk tsk, that's because in our class, the teachers didn't want to care about her when she was sleeping. No wonder she was kicked out of the elite class."

"In my opinion, Class 19 is quite suitable for her, garbage for garbage, a garbage dump."

Jiang Ran raised his head, picked up the chemistry book in his hand, and smashed it directly at the elite class student who said this.

His eyes were a little red, and he sneered: "Shut your dog's mouth."

Several students suddenly fell silent.

No one can provoke Jiang Ran.

Jiang Ran has been restrained in school, and he is a real bully outside.

He has a very violent temper, and with the mysterious power behind him, most of the students are reluctant to confront him.

Especially Jiang Ran is still a black belt in Taekwondo, he is really angry, he will beat people.

Zhong Zhiwan bit his lip and watched Jiang Ran vent his anger to Ying Zijin, feeling terribly uncomfortable in his heart.

She didn't understand.

Ying Zijin has only one face, she doesn't want anything, why are the people around her starting to turn around Ying Zijin?

Xiu Yu supported his forehead, speechless: "Dad Ying is so lucky, so many people have small moves, why are they just staring at her."

Next to him, another student had fallen asleep and snorted.

The old professor didn't even see it, damn it.

"Sister Yu, you don't understand this, right?" The younger brother looked inscrutable, "It was written in the book that powerful people will always be missed, and Ying father is so powerful, so it is her who is missed. "

"Excellent explanation." Xiu Yu gave a thumbs up, "The expert is by my side."

Little brother: "..."

He suspected that Sister Yu was mocking him, but he had no evidence.

**

in front of the blackboard.

Ying Zijin picked up a piece of chalk and took a step back.

A pair of phoenix eyes were half-squinted, looking at the question written by the old professor on the blackboard.

This is a question on the principle of chemical reaction. To calculate the rate of chemical reaction, it is the content of Chemistry Elective IV.

But obviously, this question involves the knowledge points of university chemistry, which is far beyond the outline.

The old professor originally retired from the university, and the questions he asked were naturally very difficult.

Zhong Zhiwan was also looking at the question, his brows furrowed slightly, and soon they relaxed again.

This question is easy for the students of the elite class, but it is impossible for Ying Zijin to solve it.

The elite class has always been published separately, and it will also expand university knowledge.

But Ying Zijin's IQ is not enough, and he sleeps most of the time in class. What did he listen to?

Thinking of this, Zhong Zhi finally spit out the suffocation that Mr. Zhong felt at the art festival a while ago.

One second, two seconds... Five seconds passed, and Ying Zijin was still standing with chalk, without any movement.

Seeing this, Lu Fang sneered: "If you can't do it, you have to be embarrassed by it, and you have a thick skin."

Ying Zijin raised his hand and wrote a series of numbers on the blackboard.

3.479mol/(L·min)

After writing, she put down the chalk and went back to her seat.

This answer, the voice of the discussion is even louder.

"What the hell is this number? Make up an integer too, right?"

"Goddess Zhong just wrote the formula, and she can write the answer before calculating it? It's enough to pretend."

"This classmate wrote it right." The old professor pushed his glasses, and his expression softened. He was very relieved. "But please pay attention. Next time, you'd better write the steps, otherwise other students will not understand."

"..."

All the sarcasm was gone in an instant.

Lu Fang was even more stiff, unbelievable.

correct? !

Zhong Zhiwan was shocked, his fingers subconsciously clenched the scratch paper, his lips pursed, and his heart was numb.

She really only wrote two formulas, and she didn't bring in the data, let alone figure out the answer.

The problem is complex and will take at least five minutes to solve.

How could Ying Zijin write the answer in five seconds as soon as he went up?

Meng?

But it was too accurate.

"Please wake up the classmates who are sleeping, and let's continue the lecture." The old professor tapped the table with the triangular board. "You learn more from this classmate, do the questions faster, and don't dawdle."

This sentence made several boys in the elite class who had ridiculed the most powerful face panic and buried their heads.

But still don't agree.

"This question is not difficult anyway, it's not that we can't do it, right?"

"She must be blind, who can be so fast?"

"It happened to be right, it's just luck." A girl bumped the arm of Zhi Wan, "Isn't it, Zhi Wan?"

Zhong Zhiwan was absent-minded. Hearing that, she just smiled faintly: "No matter what, cousin, she has also improved. Unlike before, she only sleeps in class."

"Can this be called progress?" The girl was very annoyed, "Is this what every student should do?"

"Don't say that." Zhong Zhiwan frowned, "Cousin she falls asleep in class because of her poor health."

The girl snorted and said nothing.

The open class ended soon, and the classes dispersed.

Ying Zijin slowly stretched, and went back to sleep for a self-study class after getting ready, so as to replenish his energy.

"Let's go, Dudu." Xiu Yu patted the teacup pig's tail, "I have prepared some good corn kernels for you."

Everyone from Class 19 followed suit.

At this moment, Lu Fang ran out of breath and stopped in front of the girl.

"Ying Zijin, you are not allowed to leave, I have something to tell you." He spoke quickly, for fear of being rejected, "The mid-term exam is at the end of April, and I want to make a bet with you."

"Seven science subjects, you have to do the papers for the elite class. If you can pass one subject, I will live broadcast on the campus forum to eat shit, how about it?"

Lu Fang didn't notice it at all. After he said these words, all the students in Class 19 looked over.

Looking at his eyes is no different from looking at a fool.

The younger brother hesitated for a moment: "Then what, you... Are your brains okay?"

He looks like a dog, how can he be mentally retarded?

"What's your business?" Lu Fang ignored his younger brother and sneered, "Ying Zijin, do you agree? If you don't agree, you are not allowed to bully Zhi Wan in the future."

Lu Fang thought that he would still be ignored.

Who knows, this time, the girl actually stopped.

She tilted her head, the sun softening the contours of her face, but the face was still beautiful and aggressive.

A pair of phoenix eyes lifted slightly, and the floating light turned slightly, which was already breathtakingly magnificent.

Breathless.

Ying Zijin glanced at him, and said slowly, "Okay, remember to broadcast live."

"Father Ying, why did you agree to him?" After returning to Class 19, Xiu Yu was still very puzzled, "Usually you really ignore it."

But she knew that their father Ying looked cold, but in fact they were very close.

And she gave Ying Zijin a cookie, and Ying Zijin would give her a new lipstick shade.

"Oh." Ying Zijin took a sip of Coke and said calmly, "Because I prefer dog blood scenes."

Xiu Yu: "???"

"You said—" Ying Zijin pondered for a moment, "I will send the video of him eating that food to my grandfather, will the number of retweets greatly increase?"

Xiu Yu: "..."

Dare because of this?

"It's good if I can improve." Ying Zijin pressed his head, "I don't need to buy retweets for his old man."

I don't know what Mr. Zhong's hobbies are. The forwarding of the new Weibo must be higher than the previous one, but he doesn't want zombie fans yet.

I hope Lu Fang can mention the performance of Weibo to Mr. Zhong.

She also saved a fortune.

Good.

**

After five full days of psychological torture, Lu Zhi's spirit was still in a state of extreme collapse.

From morning to night, she lived in a daze.

As long as she thinks of the humiliation she suffered in Shaoren Hospital that day, it was brought to her by Ying Zijin, whom she had always looked down on, and Lu Zhi felt like an ant gnawed at her heart.

She went to other hospitals for interviews, but most of them didn't want her so young Chinese medicine practitioners.

And because she deliberately raised the price of medicine last time, the pharmacy was taken back by Lu's father, which made her out of work.

The reason why she didn't stay in the imperial capital was because her graduate student failed to graduate successfully.

Lu Zhi was restless and regretted to death.

If she hadn't stumbled upon Ying Zijin at that time, would she have been able to stay in Shaoren Hospital?

But regret is useless, it's done.

Lu Zhi thought about it for a long time, but in the end she couldn't hold back and called Ying Luwei.

Ying Luwei was taking care of Mrs. Ying in the hospital. She glanced at the phone and went outside the ward to pick it up: "Hello? What's the matter?"

"Lu Wei." Lu Zhi pursed her lips, "Do you know who the genius doctor you are looking for is?"

Ying Luwei took out her lipstick and said casually, "Who is it?"

A bit of Calvin, first three thousand words, and three points two and three together.

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