Rebirth 70: The Fat Wife is Turning Over

"Let me make it clear first that I didn't know this female classmate before today. I heard that she got perfect marks in the exam, so I took her paper to read at noon, and then I found out about her. Can you trust me?" Yan Cunxi said.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded. Mr. Yan's reputation can be guaranteed.

"Then I'll give her a few questions on the spot to see if she can do it." Mr. Yan said with a smile, "I'll say it again, we are not colluding."

"We can trust Mr. Yan!" everyone said one after another.

"Okay." Mr. Yan went up to the podium, took the chalk, thought about it, and wrote down a math problem.

This question is very similar to a question on today's exam, except the numbers are slightly changed and there is an extra twist.

The only sound left in the classroom was the "swish" of chalk.

Many people don't understand the answer even when they see it.

Originally, there were not many people in the class, no more than five, but now there is a twist, and everyone is frowning and thinking.

Hua Zhao only glanced at it and went up to solve the problem.

This is the general thinking of people nowadays.

After Hua Zhao finished solving the problem, Yan Lao was about to nod his head with satisfaction when he saw Hua Zhao continuing to solve the problem without stopping.

But when they saw Hua Zhao's handwriting, it was so beautiful... As expected, the calligraphy was exactly like the person he wrote.

People who can write such words are indispensable in their studies...

Mr. Yan came to the stage with a haha: "Classmate Hua Zhao did everything right. Come on, let me explain it to everyone."

As expected, Mr. Yan is Mr. Yan. If Gao Yan explains the difficult questions over and over again, not many people in the class may be able to understand them, but it is different when Mr. Yan takes action.

She changed her way of solving the problem, which was more concise and difficult to understand. The knowledge required was not something that high school students can master now, but only college students.

The students in the audience all looked confused.

Mr. Yan spoke for 20 minutes. He analyzed everything thoroughly from beginning to end. He also introduced the new theorems he used. Only one or two of them could be understood.

"Haha, it's normal that you don't understand. Don't be discouraged. This is knowledge only learned in college, and many college students may not know it." Mr. Yan gave everyone reassurance.

Immediately one-third of the people suddenly realized that this was the case.

"Come on, let me talk about Hua Zhao's second problem-solving method."

Hua Zhao could still write two answers at a glance.

Mr. Yan will explain it again and attack it...

After that, he erased the blackboard and asked another physics question.

This question is even more difficult. At most, people in the audience have a specious solution to the problem.

At this time, everyone was quiet and looked at Hua Zhao differently.

Questions that even college students don't know how to answer are picked up casually. It would be embarrassing to not get full marks on high school questions.

Next is another chemistry question...

When the school bell rang in the afternoon, Mr. Yan put away his pen, said nothing, and looked at everyone in the audience.

Some people even looked at Hua Zhao with admiration.

Most people test in their 20s or 30s, and others test in the 100s. If you don’t admire this kind of person, who would you admire?

Most of the people were convinced.

As long as it is proven that Hua Zhao is not cheating and is relying on his true ability, they will have no resentment and will only be convinced.

No one of high moral standing came forward, and it was really troublesome and ineffective for her to just explain it with her mouth.

"It's okay, it's just a trivial matter." Old Yan said: "Actually, there is no need for me to clear your name now. You will have to study together for several months in the future. Whether it is real gold or not, everyone has sharp eyes."

Only a few people can't accept the reality, but at this time they can only shut up.

"Thank you, principal, for clearing my name." Hua Zhao said gratefully to Mr. Yan.

Only then did the classroom burst into warm applause.

Everyone was discussing in a low voice, yes, regardless of whether Huazhao really cheated, they came here to study hard and try to get into a university! If someone is demoted for cheating, can they move up?

He turned to look at the audience again, and the kind smile on his face disappeared: "I would also like to advise everyone, you can't improve yourself by attacking others. Instead of staring at others and not believing in their excellence, it is better to work hard and improve yourself. , make yourself better.”

After saying that, he looked at everyone quietly for a few seconds, then turned around and left with them.

After the applause stopped, everyone quickly returned to their seats and began the afternoon exam.

Too much time wasted! It shouldn’t, it shouldn’t.

What does it have to do with them?

waste time!

Yes, let her read the book by herself.

Then she discovered that something was wrong with Sun Shang's condition and he was very weak.

Hua Zhao also returned to her seat, a little confused as to what she was going to do in the afternoon. They had a test, but she finished it.

The teacher looked at it and didn't give any instructions.

Hua Zhao immediately asked in a moderate voice: "You weren't beaten, were you? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

She didn't dare to whisper anything, and she had to say it openly if she had anything to say.

The classroom suddenly became tense again. Was Sun Shang beaten? That's really bad! Can those who participated in the fight still pass the college entrance examination?

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