"Oh?" Director Jiang looked at Ning Ke. He had heard of Ning Ke. Ning Ke was the youngest high school student in the First High School of City A, so he paid more attention to him. He didn't expect Ning Ke could also solve this kind of problem. He walked up to Ning Ke and said, "Show me your solution."
Ning Ke pursed his lips and reluctantly showed the solution to Director Jiang. In fact, he wanted to show it to Xiao Rou. Although his solution was the same as Xiao Rou's, he had just seen it. His solution was completely different from Xiao Rou's, so his solution was more complicated. However, after seeing Xiao Rou's solution, he soon understood her solution, so he wanted to ask her for advice. He didn't expect Xiao Rou would recommend him to be the commissary in charge of studies.
She just wanted to find something for Ning Ke to do so that he wouldn't pester her all the time. She didn't know that Ning Ke valued her so much!
Director Jiang looked at Ning Ke's solution for quite a while before he said with a smile, "Your solution is the same as mine, but the younger generation will surpass the older. You're only fourteen years old, but you can solve these problems in such a short time. How long did it take you to solve these problems?"
Ning Ke frowned and looked at Tang Xi. Although he didn't calculate it, it seemed that he was a little later than Tang Xi. He was about to speak, when his deskmate next to him said, "It took him eight minutes in total. I think it's really fast. And he only used a little draft paper. He only used two key points."
Ning Ke took a look at his deskmate and snorted in his heart. Mind your own business, but he didn't speak. Director Jiang said with a smile, "No wonder he's a genius. It only took him a few minutes to solve these problems. It took me a long time to solve these problems last night." Tang Xi was relieved to hear Director Jiang's words.
She looked at Pu Guoqing and raised her eyebrows, asking, "Mr. Pu, do you think Ning Ke is qualified to be the commissary in charge of studies in our class now?"
Pu Guoqing nodded. "Well, from today on, Ning Ke is the commissary in charge of studies in our class. Get ready for class. The next class is English. Take out your words and memorize them. I remember that your English teacher said that he would have a dictation today. I'm telling you, if your English teacher complains that you're not serious, you're dead meat!"
Another wailing sound came from the classroom. A bolder boy said, "Mr. Pu, we are from Z Nation, not M Nation or Y Nation. Why do we have to learn English? Our language is broad and profound, with thousands of years of history. Can we reject English?"
Pu Guoqing glared at the male student. "Then can I reject your college entrance examination?"
The boy curled his lips and said, "I also want to refuse the college entrance examination, but our country doesn't have a universal university!"
"In your dreams." Pu Guoqing slammed his book on the desk and said in a deep voice, "Get ready. If you make a mistake, you'll have to run around the playground. You know, the more mistakes you make, the more you'll have to run. Do you understand?"
The students wailed again. "I choose death!"
"Mr. Pu …" Amid the wailing, Tang Xi's cold voice suddenly rang. Pu Guoqing paused and suddenly had a bad feeling. His mind told him to go out of the classroom as soon as possible, but his brain stopped him. He looked back at Tang Xi, asking, "Anything else?"
Tang Xi nodded and looked serious. "I remember you made a bet with me. You promised me one thing."
Director Jiang, who hadn't walked out of the classroom with Pu Guoqing, raised his eyebrows and looked at Pu Guoqing. He frowned and asked coldly, "Did you also make a bet?"
"No." Tang Xi smiled. "But Mr. Pu, as the referee, promised me one thing. If I win, he'll let me make a request."
Pu Guoqing chuckled and looked at Director Jiang. "Well …"
Director Jiang glared at Pu Guoqing. "You're the only one who has so many tricks!" Without saying anything more, he turned to walk out of the classroom.
Seeing Director Jiang leave, Pu Guoqing looked at Tang Xi and asked awkwardly, "What request?"
Tang Xi smiled. "I don't have any request. I just want to ask for a week's leave, from this Wednesday to next Wednesday. I hope you can help me."
Pu Guoqing scowled and frowned when he heard this. "What can I do for you? Why do you want to ask for a week's leave? A week's leave! "
Tang Xi blinked, thought for two seconds and then said, "You know, I had a car accident and stayed in the hospital for a long time. This time my brother made an appointment with a foreign doctor to take me to have a comprehensive examination. You know, in the eyes of my family, nothing is more important than my health, right?"
"Which country?" Pu Guoqing asked with a frown. "Can I contact your parents?"
Tang Xi nodded. "Of course, Paris, France. If you don't believe me, you can ask my former head teacher, Mr. He. He knows I had a car accident." Then she paused and continued, "By the way, my brother made an appointment with the hospital for me. You can call him. You should know my Jing's phone number, right?" Tang Xi said as she took out her cell phone and sent a WeChat message to Xiao Jing.
'Jing, whether I can succeed in the Paris Fashion Week depends on you! Mr. He will call you in a few seconds. Remember to help me! If I succeed, I'll buy you a sports car! '
After sending the text message, she calmly put her cell phone back into her bag. Pu Guoqing hesitantly took out his cell phone and found Xiao Jing's cell phone number on the campus website. He then dialed Xiao Jing's number and cast a suspicious glance at Tang Xi. Tang Xi smiled at Pu Guoqing and stood there calmly.
Xiao Jing, who was in a meeting, suddenly heard a 'ding dong' sound. He saw it was a WeChat message from his sister and was about to open it excitedly, when a call suddenly came in. He frowned and asked coldly, "Who is it?"
Pu Guoqing paused and then said, "Hello, President Xiao. I'm Pu Guoqing, Xiao Rou's head teacher in Grade Three."
Hearing that it was Tang Xi's head teacher, Xiao Jing immediately thought of the text message Tang Xi had just sent him. He thought Tang Xi had been bullied again, so he immediately asked angrily, "What happened to my sister? Did someone bully her? Who? Or could it be another teacher? Stop talking. Wait for me. I'll be at school soon. I tell you, my sister is in poor health. If you scare her, I'll make you all … "
"Well, President Xiao, calm down. I'm not calling you because Xiao Rou was bullied …" It's because your sister bullied someone!
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