When the fast-wearing boss got the female supporting script

The wooden shadow in the audience would turn his head to look at the beautiful girl from time to time, and even the Demon King's class no longer felt difficult.

until……

"Muying..."

Zhang Lao held his glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose and glanced downwards with a pair of chaotic eyes.

He looked at Mu Ying in a daze, looking completely confused.

A smile flashed across Luo Shui's eyes and he touched her arm with his elbow.

"Mr. Zhang is calling you." She indicated with her eyes that the big devil was still scanning.

"What?" The face that was still acting like a nympho suddenly straightened up.

"Me?" She put her index finger on the tip of her nose with a slightly embarrassed expression.

When he saw the girl nodding affirmatively, he was so shocked that his head suddenly hit the table, and his whole body exuded a feeling of despair.

God will kill me...

My Hawaii, my seven-day trip to France...

"Isn't Muying here?" the old teacher asked doubtfully.

Zhang Lao expressed some surprise that some people skipped his class.

It is true that his class has the highest attendance rate in the school, and almost no one is absent.

Thinking about it, he pushed up his glasses and planned to put a big cross in front of Muying's name on the roster.

"arrive……"

At this moment, the girl who was called finally stood up neatly.

"Are you Muying?" Mr. Zhang asked directly without raising his head.

This kind of thing is common in universities. Someone who has not responded after being called for a long time suddenly stands up. Everyone is wondering if it is him.

"yes."

"What were you doing before?" the old professor asked curiously.

Are today's children's ears bad at a young age? Not as good as an old man like him?

Sure enough, he was still going strong as ever. Thinking of this, the little old man couldn't help but feel proud.

"The professor's lecture was very good. I was just thinking about the problem, so I didn't hear it for a while." Muying said seriously.

No one can doubt that this is not a good student who studies seriously.

The old professor nodded, "It's a good thing to think more."

I don’t know if I believe it or not.

"In the past, Saint Kong had seventy-two disciples. How many were crowned? How many were boys?"

Then the old professor asked casually, the question completely breaking away from what was being said, as if he asked it suddenly as he thought of it.

No matter how nice the words are, you still have to ask the questions that should be asked, and the principles cannot be abandoned.

Mu Ying was confused when he heard this question, he was so confused that he had no idea what was going on.

How the hell do you answer that? How does she know how many are masters, how many are crowned, and how many are young? It's great to guess that this sentence comes from "The Analects of Confucius"? !

"Think it through before answering."

The old professor adjusted his glasses and looked at her through them as if he were watching a show. These young people...

How many people are serious about learning? With so many people, one or two is considered too many.

He understands the shortcomings of modern education rationally and clearly, so he hates that iron cannot become steel and treats students harshly.

For a moment, Mr. Zhang's slightly cloudy eyes were full of wisdom and open-mindedness.

The big devil's terrifying voice, like a reminder, made the expression on Mu Ying's face even more complicated.

"Don't say that my old man is merciless. You can find a helper."

Seeing the female classmate scratching her head and head anxiously, he Shi Shiran continued.

After all, it was just a casual question. As long as someone answered and let him find a good idea, he could stop pursuing it!

Hearing this, Mu Ying's eyes lit up.

The sky is full of spirits and the earth is full of spirits. I hope she can pass the test. This is related to her entire summer plan!

As her thoughts raced, her eyes glanced at some familiar people.

This is not good, she is worse at studying than she is...

This won’t work, it’s a mortal enemy of myself…

Well... let's forget it, so as not to end up with her.

——

I looked around and looked around, but no one looked reliable.

Mu Ying instantly deflated like a deflated balloon.

If she had known she would read more books, now she knows the benefits of reading more books, at least she won't be confused by questions!