The classroom is a battlefield.
Song Ying was also trembling with fear. When she saw the old professor call her name, she was immediately stunned.
Unfortunately, she didn't know how to answer the old professor's question.
It should be said that no one present knew how to do it, because one of the great joys of this old professor was to teach them about obscure and tricky body shapes.
The other party's goal was to make you unable to understand, let alone expect you to do it.
Song Ying slowly stood up and secretly gritted her teeth. This old bastard, he usually buried his head and talked about her. Why did he suddenly change today? Why did he have to slap people?
The surrounding students looked as if they were watching a good show. She felt extremely embarrassed.
The old professor's eerie voice sounded, "Song Ying, do you know how to do it or not? If you don't, then get out! "
Song Ying's face turned red. She was a little anxious. Was she really going to be punished like those people? She had never been so embarrassed in her entire life!
She suddenly caught a glimpse of Hao Youran from the corner of her eye. She saw that she was chatting with Qiao Qiao about something with a smile on her face. Song Ying's eyes immediately widened.
Those two b * tches must be laughing at her!
"Qiao Qiao, you're really something. You even know this question? Is there anything you can't do? "Hao Youran was originally in fear and trepidation, and habitually wanted to ask Qiao Qiao for help.
In the end, he really knew how to do it!
How could Hao Youran not be happy? Even if she was chosen, she didn't have to worry.
However, in Song Ying's eyes, this scene was a mockery to her. Song Ying was furious, and she saw Qiao Qiao as a thorn in her side.
At this moment, the old professor impatiently asked, "Song Ying, if you don't know how to do it, then leave. Don't delay the other students."
With a gloomy face, Song Ying sneered, "Professor, you're clearly messing with us on purpose!"
Once these words were spoken, everyone present was greatly shocked. Was Song Ying going to show her might today?
The old professor's expression changed and he glared at Song Ying. "You, what do you mean?"
Song Ying gritted her teeth and said, "Isn't that so? Every time you teach a class, have you ever considered whether we will understand the formulas and theorems you teach us? You only know how to talk about obscure things every time. Aren't you messing with us? "
"You!" The old professor was so angry that his beard blew and his eyes widened. He reached out his hand and pointed at Song Ying with a trembling finger. "You, you're talking nonsense. I've been teaching for so many years, and this is the first time I've met a student like you. You don't know how to do it, and you don't find the reason for it yourself. Instead, you come and blame the teacher. Do you still want your credits for this subject?"
"Then why don't you ask if anyone here knows what you're talking about?" Song Ying raised her chin and said arrogantly.
This old bastard, it was obvious that he liked to pretend to be knowledgeable, yet he still wanted to embarrass her. She wanted to see who would embarrass who today!
Song Ying was certain that no one had ever understood the old professor's class.
The old professor was so angry that his head hurt. He was infuriated by Song Ying's arrogance. He looked over and asked, "Do any of you know how to do it?"
He did not believe that there was no one present who knew how to do it.
In the past, how many of them could completely understand the teacher's lecture? Wasn't it because they worked hard after class? Students these days did not know how to work hard, and only knew how to blame the teacher for not teaching well. What kind of world was this?
However, the students present all looked at each other, and no one took the initiative to answer the question.
The old professor's expression became worse and worse.
Song Ying proudly flipped her expensive curly hair and looked at the old professor with contempt. Her lips curled into a sneer as she crossed her arms and said, "Professor, you still don't believe me. Fine, I'll help you invite the first in the grade. If she can't do it, then you can't say that I'm talking nonsense."
"Damn, Song Ying can't be going to rat you out, right?" Hao Youran was shocked and quickly tugged at Qiao Qiao's clothes.
Qiao Qiao could not figure out Song Ying's thoughts.
Song Ying glanced at her with a smug look in her eyes and said, "Joe Qiao, why are you still playing dumb? Do you know how to do the questions on the blackboard? "
"Damn! She really dragged you down with her! "Hao Youran cursed under her breath.
The old professor's gaze also shifted over. He pushed up his reading glasses and hurriedly said to Qiao Qiao, "That, Joe Qiao, right? Do you know how to do this question? You don't have to give the exact answer. Just tell me your thoughts. "
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Qiao Qiao.
Song Ying was secretly pleased. So what if she was first in the grade?
She did not believe that Joe Qiao would know this kind of question that was beyond the scope of the syllabus!
This woman dared to mock her, so she had to pay the price! If she wanted to lose face, everyone would lose face together!
Qiao Qiao stood up awkwardly under the old professor's scorching gaze and smiled. "Well, I think I know a little."
"Joe Qiao, don't pretend to know when you don't!" Song Ying's expression changed.
"Silence!" The old professor knocked on the podium with his book and glanced at Song Ying unhappily. "Don't think that you don't know how to do it. Everyone else doesn't know!"
With that said, he smiled at Qiao Qiao and said, "Joe Qiao, tell me."
"Uh, actually, I think the final value should be 28." Qiao Qiao told the result of her calculation.
Song Ying looked at the old professor nervously.
The old professor muttered to himself for a moment and said, "Well, 28 … Tell me your thoughts."
There was a chance!
Song Ying's eyes lit up. The old professor's face did not reveal any obvious joy. It was obvious that Qiao Qiao's answer was not right.
Hmph, she knew it. How could this woman know!
"Actually, I think there's a problem with this question …"
"Joe Qiao, you really dare to say that!" Song Ying was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood. She really did not expect Qiao Qiao to do this. She actually dared to question the question itself!
Did she think that she would appear to be a top student?
"Silence!" The old professor shouted directly at Song Ying this time. "When other students are talking, keep quiet and listen carefully. Don't add to the trouble when you don't know!"
The students present could not help but snicker.
Song Ying's face was full of anger. She looked at the old professor with hatred. Was this old bastard also having an affair with Joe Qiao? Otherwise, why was he always targeting her?
Qiao Qiao continued, "I think that the above parameter should not be left with only two digits. Because four digits should be left, and because if the decimal at the back is truncated, the value of the following parameter will change from the original 1.98 to 2.56. In this way, the following formula cannot be solved using Logan's theorem. Instead, it should be solved using Rostar's law."
After the old professor heard this, he turned to look at the blackboard. "You're saying that the 3.12 should be pushed back by two digits here?"
"Yes."
The old professor fell into deep thought.
After a long time, as if he suddenly realized something, he turned to look at Qiao Qiao in surprise and asked, "Joe Qiao, how did you know that it should be pushed back by two digits here? Have you learned about Sean's formula? "
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