The first class in the afternoon is the physics teacher’s class.

The physics teacher is a busy man. He often works part-time at Anseong cram school. The salary he earns in a month is much higher than his own job, so naturally he is not too interested in this job.

Of course, he will definitely not resign. After all, this is an iron job.

He is not very tall, has small eyes and wears glasses.

At the moment, he was giving a lecture on the podium. After finishing a question, the physics teacher looked at the listless students below and felt a little moved, ready to brag about his son who was both excellent in character and academics and made him extremely proud.

The physics teacher subconsciously wanted to speak. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Cui Yu and Meng Gui, and instantly recalled the last time when these two students sang in harmony in class, implying that his son looked nothing like him.

Once bitten by a snake and afraid of well ropes for ten years, the physics teacher thought for a while and saw Xue Yuantong awake in the southwest. He suddenly had an idea.

The physics teacher adjusted his glasses and said to the class: "You students, can't you look at Xue Yuantong? He has the best grades in the school and is still studying hard. If I look at you again, you will only see degradation!"

Cui Yu heard this and threw away the textbook: "If you work so hard to get better grades than me, then what's the use of my hard work?"

Meng Gui also put the book into the hole in the table and said: "It is better to lose at the starting line than to lose at the end, saving you a meal."

Duan Shigang also threw away the textbook: "I won't study anymore from today on!"

The physics teacher was stunned. Are today's students so fragile physically and mentally?

He just said one thing!

However, he was only halfway through and still had to continue with the process:

"Speaking of being number one in the school, I think of my son. In their senior year of high school, they were number one in the school again."

The physics teacher smiled.

The whole class didn't need to guess, they all knew that what followed was another minute-long contrasting attack.

Wu Xiaoqi held the basketball and sneered.

The physics teacher noticed this scene, his eyes flashed, and he continued:

"It doesn't matter if my son has good grades, the important thing is that he's taller. He's 1.87 meters. Hey, he's awesome at basketball! He can touch the basket with just a little jump! Some students can't even touch it in their whole life!"

Wu Xiaoqi continued to sneer.

The physics teacher thought to himself: "You are not convinced, are you?"

He continued: "He usually just plays casually. Didn't the school hold a league game last time? My son's team won second place!"

Cui Yu took the lead in applauding: "Okay!"

Meng Gui: "Okay, okay! Congratulations to the physics teacher's son for winning second place!"

Wang Longlong booed: "Ouyang's son looks like a ball king!"

In the blink of an eye, thunderous applause resounded throughout the classroom.

Why does the physics teacher think that's weird? Shouldn't these students look ashamed after hearing about his son's excellence?

Then he encouraged him a few more words and was satisfied.

The physics teacher felt that the class was out of control.

Miao Zhe was originally joining in the fun. Suddenly, Wu Xiaoqi glanced at him, then at his basketball, and raised five fingers.

It means 50 yuan.

Miao Zhe understood the idea and asked in public: "Teacher, since Senior Ouyang is the second place, who is the first place?"

The atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became quiet.

Wu Xiaoqi held the basketball and stood up slowly, "That's right."

The corner of the physics teacher's mouth twitched. He took a deep breath and sighed deliberately: "Well, you said it's hard for little girls nowadays to study. Every time my son plays basketball, there is always a crowd around him and drinks are given to him."

Speaking of this, the physics teacher couldn't hide the color on his face. He suppressed a smile and deliberately kept a straight face:

"But study is very important now. I can't let him fall in love. Alas, I'll blind him with his 187-meter tall man. But it will be fine when he waits until college. He has good grades and is tall and big. I don't know how many relationships he can have. , I have to keep a check on him from now on!"

The physics teacher looked at Wu Xiaoqi again.

Both little eyes were filled with pride, "Little turtle grandson, are you damaging my face?"

Wu Xiaoqi looked at Miao Zhe again, and this time he raised five fingers.

Another 50 yuan.

Miao Zhe shook his head. His talent was not enough and he couldn't think of any countermeasures.

Wu Xiaoqi was a little worried. At this time, Wang Longlong on the other side of the river raised a finger.

Wu Xiaoqi made an OK gesture.

Wang Longlong cleared his throat and said: "Hey, Wu Xiaoqi can't do it. Although he is good at basketball, his grades are too bad. His family only has a few lake-view villas. I really don't know how many relationships he will have in the future. It can't be compared!" "

The physics teacher continued the class with a dark face.

…

After class, Wang Longlong flicked the red hundred-dollar bill, smiled happily, and asked Brother Ma:

"Does this count as realizing knowledge?"

In the south of the classroom, Chen Siyu frowned, his eyes full of thoughts about life.

Geng Lu looked at her and thought she was really stupid.

Chen Siyu spoke, "Lulu, you said in class just now, why did the physics teacher emphasize Xue Yuantong's hard work instead of emphasizing her talent?"

"I think her talent is more important than her hard work!"

Geng Lu told her: "Because only hard work can be learned. If the teacher says that Xue Yuantong is good at learning because of her high IQ, and you can't be as good as her no matter how hard you work, will this hurt the students' self-confidence?"

Chen Siyu was thoughtful.

The conversation between the two was normal, so Song Sheng listened. He touched the front table and said: "Chen Qian, did you hear that? Hard work is not worth mentioning in front of talent!"

Song Sheng's grades were good, he was in the top ten in the class, and he was not at the bottom of the top ten.

If you can't make progress yourself, then think of ways to make others regress.

Chen Qian was unmoved and said calmly: "So what?"

He clenched his fists secretly. Others thought he was studying hard all day long and relying only on hard work. Little did they know that he also had talent, and his talent was God's reward for hard work.

As long as you work hard, you will make progress!

The sounds of Dong Qingfeng, Jiang Yanan, and Shen Qing'e chatting could be heard next to them, and the occasional laughter proved that they were having a great time talking, and even occasionally mentioned his name during the conversation.

If it were any other boy, he would definitely turn his head when he heard girls talking about his name.

Who can resist that kind of temptation?

But Chen Qian stuck to his original intention and remained unmoved, concentrating on studying.

He secretly held a breath and continued to read hard. After he became the first in his grade, what should be his should definitely still be his!

This is Chen Qian's path, a path that uses knowledge to construct truth and then crushes everything.

Since ancient times, those who can walk this road are all saints!

At this time, Pang Jiao walked into the classroom carrying milk tea.

Since Pang Jiao was framed by Chai Wei last time and was sentenced to detention in school for observation, her sense of existence has been seriously weakened.

"Oh Jiaojiao, you bought milk tea again!" Wang Yanyan rolled her eyes.

Pang Jiao: "Don't worry, I only bought milk tea with half sugar in order to lose weight."

Wang Yanyan: "I'm crying, Jiaojiao, you work so hard to lose weight. Everyone else drinks full sugar, but you only drink half sugar."

Chen Qian heard the conversation between the two and looked up at the milk tea in Pang Jiao's hand. A string of numbers instantly popped into his mind, and a calculation formula was generated. Even if Chen Qian had no intention of controlling it, the calculation formula began to calculate on its own.

In the blink of an eye, an answer appeared.

The truth appeared in Chen Qian's mind.

The God of truth illuminated the direction of travel. At this moment, countless sages who had fought and dedicated their lives for the truth throughout the ages seemed to be blessing him.

Chen Qian: ‘I can’t control myself!”

In the dark, he suddenly raised his left hand and covered his mouth.

The truth is choked.

He closed it with his own hands

the door to truth.

However, his right hand suddenly raised, grabbed his left wrist, and aligned their strength with each other.

Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds, ‘There is a door in my body that cannot be closed!”

The ban was lifted. Chen Qian looked expressionless and said: "The capacity of an ordinary large cup of milk tea is 700 ml. According to the common milk tea sugar content on the market, if full sugar is 100% sugar content, half sugar is not 50% sugar content." %, but 75%, and Pang Jiao, the milk tea you bought is a bucket with a capacity of 1000 ml. Although it is half sugar, the sugar content is actually more than that of a normal large cup of milk tea..."

His rational and precise words resounded throughout the classroom, causing a terrifying silence.

Pang Jiao, who was originally in high spirits, turned violent with visible rage on her face, and roared: "You! Want! To die!"
To be continued...