Chapter 413 The teacher makes things difficult

Author: Qi Chu Jiu

Chapter 413 The teacher makes things difficult

An Ning closed the newspaper, ate Xiao Long Bao with soy milk, and calculated Jiang Xia's next step.

There was a "bang" sound when the door was pushed open, and Luo Li came in from the outside sweating profusely. She was holding on to the door frame while panting, shaking the newspaper in her hand with one hand.

"Report. Read."

"I read the newspaper."

An Ning raised the newspaper in her hand for Luo Li to see. Luo Li gasped and nodded, holding on to the door frame and moving along the railing beside the bed step by step. This difficult look made An Ning really unable to bear it.

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"Don't!"

"I can do it myself!"

Luo Li stopped An Ning's help with a gesture, relied on herself, and finally landed safely on her butt, and her whole body began to gasp.

"Are you distracted?"

An Ning walked over and placed a finger on Luo Li's side.

"Hey, hey, eh? Are you ready?"

Luo Li, who was feeling uncomfortable, glanced at An Ning in confusion and grabbed her finger out of curiosity.

"How did you do it? Are there acupuncture points here? How much strength? Is there any special technique?"

After three questions in a row, An Ning calmly pulled back his fingers, returned to his position, sat sideways and said: "The secret knowledge is passed down from our ancestors and is not passed on to others."

Luo Li, who was on the opposite side, finally came to her senses and said energetically: "I understand, I understand. If anyone in my family does some research and keeps things confidential, that would be a good one."

"By the way, is the matter with your neighbor Jiang Xia over like this?"

"This fake Jiang Xia is not right. He is from the Xiao family. His real name is Jiang Xia. His mother is from the Xiao family."

Luo Li kept talking about the news she knew and listened quietly.

"Did you hear what I said? Let me tell you, the Xiao family is quite powerful."

Luo Li looked solemnly and looked at An Ning in a serious tone.

An Ning smiled slightly and said, "I heard that, I know about the Xiao family."

Luo Li nodded without giving any further instructions.

The two of them finished breakfast in the dormitory, then each took their textbooks and went to class.

When An Ning arrived in the classroom, she attracted everyone's attention.

Zhou Xiaoshan raised one hand high, waved it and shouted: "Master, here!"

An Ning nodded towards Zhou Xiaoshan and walked towards the seat he occupied, but...does it need to be so far forward?

In the classroom, in the middle of the first row, Zhou Xiaoshan moved a book on a table, looking forward to being praised.

"master!"

"It's pretty fast."

An Ning didn't like sitting in the front row, but with Zhou Xiaoshan's efforts, she still sat down.

Three minutes after An Ning sat down, the teacher came in to start class.

Roll call, class, no nonsense.

An Ning became distracted while listening. She wanted to listen carefully, but she was like a candidate preparing for the college entrance examination attending a first-grade elementary school class. It was really boring.

Today I am a new teacher who has returned from studying abroad. Although I have heard of An Ning's name, I don't think she is really that powerful.

Just because she can solve one or two questions doesn't mean she is good at everything.

Sitting in the front row, An Ning was under the teacher's nose. When he started to lose his mind, the teacher noticed him.

"Papa pa pa"

White chalk dust fell around An Ning's eyes, and the smell in her nose made her frown and squint. What she was thinking was that she really couldn't sit in the first row.

"This classmate looks very confident. Why don't you come up and solve the problem?"

The contempt in the voice was captured by An Ning.

She waved her hand twice in the air to fan away the chalk dust.

"good."

After An Ning stood up, she was a little taller than the teacher on the podium, and even more powerful than the teacher. For a moment, the two people on the podium couldn't tell who was in charge.

The sound of writing was brushing without any pause.

The teacher beside the podium had the chalk in his hand crushed, and there was no teacher in his eyes. He was relieved and happy to see the students achieve good results, only full of disgust.

"Teacher, I have written it."

An Ning put down the chalk in her hand, rubbed it gently with her fingers, and prepared to walk off the podium.

"The standard answers are the same as those in the textbook... students should still study down to earth."

The teacher continued with a hint of something in his words: "Students should behave like students, study honestly, and don't get into some little tricks."

The targeted words and disgusted body language made An Ning, who had not yet sat down, stop and turn around.

There is no reason to hate her. If she is not jealous that others are better than her, then she is being instigated by someone.

"Teacher, you are right, students should study hard, so I have a question. Could you please answer it?"

An Ning, who looks like an obedient student, is in a confrontational posture with the teacher on the podium.

"You still have self-knowledge, let's talk about it."

An Ning raised the corners of her mouth slightly, walked up to the podium, took out a piece of red chalk from the chalk box, walked back to where she was solving the problem, and stopped in front of the teacher's lecture.

The red chalk was raised high and a circle was placed on the blackboard.

"Teacher, I made a mistake here. I think as a teacher, you still need to prepare your lessons well and not be too distracted, right, teacher?"

Innocent An Ning put down the chalk very politely, walked off the podium, took away the books on the table in the first row, and walked towards the back.

"An Ning! What are you going to do?"

"In class, publicly insult the teacher? You know the behavior"

The voice of the short female teacher on the podium suddenly stopped because An Ning did not leave the classroom, but just sat in the last row near the door.

Sitting peacefully, with that slight smile again, the calm posture is completely different from that of the teacher.

"Teacher, the chalk dust is a bit choked. I'll sit here and listen to you."

"You can rest assured that if there are any mistakes again, as a student who studies seriously, I will definitely remind the teacher with the standard answers."

The students in the classroom could only feel the stylish knives flying over the classroom. As they entered and exited, they could even see drops of blood.

"you---"

The teacher on the podium didn't expect An Ning to be so talkative. She thought she was a somewhat smart student. As a teacher, she was very sure of her students.

But why did things develop differently?

"Teacher, should you correct your mistake? After all, there are so many students waiting for your wisdom to be spread."

The teacher on the podium was very angry at An Ning's words, but he also felt like he had a temper that he couldn't express.

"Teacher, we don't know how to do it yet."

Zhou Xiaoshan raised his hands and shouted, with a desire for knowledge in his eyes.

If it hadn't been for seeing him occupying a seat and saying "Master", people would have thought he wanted to learn.

The teacher on the podium was so annoyed by An Ning and Zhou Xiaoshan singing and singing that he couldn't get off the stage. He was so angry that he started lecturing full of anger.

But probably her temper took over the high ground in her brain, leaving little room for wisdom. The angrier she became, the more she made mistakes.

Every time he made a mistake, he was corrected by An Ning.

Later, An Ning was not the only one to correct the mistakes.
Chapter completed!