MTL - Kicked Out of the Rich Family at the Beginning-Chapter 23 0 Treat differently, be fair and just

  Chapter 23 023 Treat differently, be fair and just

  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 organize the pen caps, books, and notebooks one by one.

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

  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."

Next to   , 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.

   It is most important to cherish the time of the training class within a few days.

  **

   Tang Ming caught 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 Tang Ming's astonishment 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 never liked crowded places or strangers, so Bai Po didn't introduce Jiang He to them.

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

   is 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 is not Bai Po's words, but a little clear, each handwriting floats on the paper, most of which are replaced by symbols. He suspects that the person who wrote the answer may think the answer is too simple, so it is 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 far-fetched for Bai Po to talk to them.

  The previous question was a bit convoluted, and there were too many knowledge points. After reading the first small question.

   Tang Ming, who was going to take a casual look, 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 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.

   Someone has air-conditioning on his body. As soon as he enters, the temperature of the whole milk tea shop seems to drop by two degrees.

   When 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 Ning Xiao and Tang Ming.

  Jiang Fuli glanced at Jiang He.

  Jiang He paused, then silently packed up 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 Qi 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 **** of No. 1 Middle School, was suddenly a little silent.

  Ordinary academic bully Tang Ming dare not speak.

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

  By his side, Bai Po unhurriedly uncapped the pen beside him and handed it to him.

  She was still wearing earphones on one side, and she was just reciting vocabulary words. Her thin hair brushed her forehead, and she rested her chin lazily on 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 title, and lowered his head to write a set of beautiful equations on the paper.

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

  Ming Dongheng, who was sitting next to Jiang He, 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 steps of the answer to this question, but analyzed all the principles, from shallow to deep, Ning Xiao and Tang Ming 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 Po has image memory ability and does not need to write it down in a notebook.

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

   It took nearly half an hour before Jiang Fuli finished 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 thin piece of paper with his fingertips, "Is there another member in your mutual aid group?"

   Tang Ming had a really hard time speaking to Jiang Fuli, so Ning Xiao nodded.

  Jiang Fuli put away the paper, folded it casually, and put it in Bai Po'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.

   "That's right," Jiang Fuli responded casually, got up and went to eat, "You don't need to let classmate Bai know."

  The topic is 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. Recently, she has a lot of questions, and she can't sleep. She often works on 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 hot?

   Waiting until Jiang Fuli was no longer in sight, Tang Ming asked Ning Xiao a sincere question: "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 about him not being admitted to Jiangjing University.

  The better the grades, the more he can understand Jiang Fuli's horror, and turn the difficult problem into the simplest way of speaking. Even the one and a half hours of Jiangjing University's tutoring class every night is less than the ten minutes he lectures.

  He is going to give a lecture, 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 say anything, 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 thinks that he is quite ordinary, but he looks at Lu Xiaohan and other people's eyes.

  She couldn't refuse, so she had to submit the sword dance.

   "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?

  Isn't everyone able to do this?

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

   "No, I have a training class tonight," Bai Po shook her head, and she emphasized repeatedly: "But I used to learn long swords really so-so."

   "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 Po 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 of them wrote it down in their notebooks.

   Six o'clock in the evening, training class.

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

   I started playing 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 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 process of answering the question, 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, and took out Bai Po's answer sheet, and he also answered each of the four small questions.

  The way he did it 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. The first sub-question has only one picture, 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 Chen gave him eight points, and the other two in her group only wrote three questions, and he gave seven points.

  Bai Po and Ning Xiao scored 10 points, Tang Ming's understanding was a bit weak, and although the answer to the last question was vague, I gave it 9 points.

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

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

   At 7:30, the screen recording is over.

  Ren Wanxuan, Chen Zhu, and the four 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, "Classmate Ren."

  Ren Wanxuan respects the teacher in charge, "Teacher."

   "Well," the head teacher of Class 8 held Bai Po'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 was written by Dr. Gao, with natural standards.

  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 Po?"

  The head teacher 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 a score, I am excited, I should have a 760, right?

   Good night~

  (end of this chapter)