The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

Hu Lei standing on the podium is still picking people.

In the audience, Song Fang got up and pulled the sober workbook in the front row: "Is this the original question he gave? I'll take yours and copy it."

Su Xing turned his head and said in a pleasant voice, "It's not the original question, I haven't seen this question in the exercise book."

Song Fang: "..."

What a fucking dog.

The classmates in the classroom sighed.

While bowing his head and pretending to be dead, he couldn't help complaining.

"I'm stupid, don't look this way, I can't do anything!" Wang Yu pulled the math book on the table and stood it up, completely blocking his face.

The Fat Sports Committee went directly under the desk.

If it's just a strict teacher like Fan Gaoda asking questions, it's fine to write a penalty.

Who is Hu Lei?

Well-known professors at home and abroad have a higher status than those like He Ming who have served as the vice president of Tsinghua University.

He couldn't write the inscription, and he always felt that it was not very good.

Hu Lei's gaze circled twice in the last row, and then turned back, "The boy just now, the girl with the phone on his right, you all come up and write together."

Well, the dust has settled.

There was a clear "Hoo--" sound from the entire Great Hall.

Everyone relaxes.

Wang Yu raised his hand, touched Song Fang's forehead to his chest, and drew a cross in the air, "Amen, may the Lord bless you and my child."

Song Fang slapped his hand away, "Dead."

Wang Yu turned his head to look at the Fat Sports Committee, "He is fierce to me."

"Don't talk nonsense, he doesn't have breasts." The Fat Sports Committee picked out the peach pits in the garbage bag, "I know you don't believe in God, kid."

He paused, grabbed Song Fang's palm, and put the peach pit in, "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, I hope you will enter the Western Paradise as soon as possible."

Song Fang's forehead twitched, "Are you two going to die together?"

Oh, this is not a Buddhist chant.

Wang Yu and the Fat Sports Committee turned their attention to Ye Jiu again.

Ye Jiuzheng understood, and asked him, "You usually don't take medicine or injections when you're sick, right?"

Song Fang, who is in great shape, nodded firmly.

It's not good to take medicine and injections, the body has developed antibodies.

Ye Jiu stepped back a meter, frowned, as if seeing the essence clearly through the phenomenon: "Student, do you fucking believe in Fa/lun/da/fa?"

Song Fang: "..."

Wang Yu and the fat body trembled, and the fat body knotted the Jade Buddha around his neck tremblingly and handed it to Song Fang, "Heirloom, family heirloom! Believe in Buddhism with me, brother, heresy is nothing!"

Song Fang: "#@#**@"

Song Fang took a deep breath: "Get lost."

"Come on." Wang Yu quickly patted Fat Sports Committee and Ye Jiu, and several people made room for Song Fang to get out of his seat.

Song Fang: "..."

Hu Lei didn't know when he sat on the side table and looked at the report cards of the three classes.

Song Fang stood at the front of the podium, holding a piece of white chalk, and Fu Zhi was on his left.

The question he took was the easiest of the two.

Even so, Song Fang couldn't hold back a word.

How about you stop writing and just kneel down and apologize to Hu Lei?

Song Fang thought about it, and touched his nose in embarrassment.

He has always been a scumbag in his studies, not to mention that such a big question itself is a proof question, and there is no formula to apply it.

"Solution, f(x)=ex, f(a)=2ex..."

A cool voice came from the left.

Song Fang was taken aback for a moment.

Then he turned his head and looked at Fu Zhi who was also writing the question with chalk.

The little girl's expression was very indifferent, she was writing the question posed by Hu Lei stroke by stroke. Looking at her expression, it seemed that what she just said was not what she said at all.

The white chalk was scratched across the blackboard, making a dull sound, the fingertips holding the chalk were slender, and the blue veins were clearly visible on the white wrist.

"Look at what I do, write questions."

In a word, he successfully brought Song Fang back to his senses, and he nodded hurriedly.

Hu Lei, who was looking at the report card, took the time to ask, "Who is Fu Zhi?"

Under the stage, the monitor of Class 19 pointed to the podium, "It's over there."

Hu Lei's gaze followed the direction of the girl's finger.

This is the first time for him to substitute for a school in a small place, or in other words, for a group of middle-aged high school students. He doesn't take these students seriously, but Fu Zhi's grades are pretty impressive.

Hu Lei's current mentality is to look for food in the garbage dump.

He noticed that Fu Zhi was the one who started playing games on his mobile phone after he came to the class, but there was only one Fu Zhi who didn't listen to the lecture. He didn't bother to care about these two students. The behavior of attending lectures is too complacent.

Hu Lei folded the report card in his hand, put it back on the table, and said to Fu Zhi in front of the blackboard in a calm manner: "Three minutes, if you can't do it, don't do it, go back and write it for punishment."

The chalk in Song Fang's hand snapped in two with a "crack bang--".

Fu Zhi's voice was calm: "Simultaneous binary linear equations, we can know that a=15..."

Song Fang wrote, and then worried: "Teach me to write, what should you do?"

As he spoke, he looked at Fu Zhi nervously.

Then I saw that Fu Zhi had already written half of the answers on the blackboard.

Song Fang: "..."

He's so stupid, really.

He was a rookie trying to worry about Fu Zhi in vain.

Fu Zhi said a few more steps, Song Fang finished answering, and quickly walked down from the podium.

Fu Zhi wrote the steps to the end, and then sat back.

Hu Lei turned sideways and glanced at the two people's answering steps, "There is no big problem, the exam can be written according to this, but for Fu Zhi, the method she used is too complicated, and there is a simple algorithm, starting from this step, You can draw pictures and find out the answers yourself after class, don’t talk about it, it’s a waste of time.”

Students in the audience: "..."

Forget it, as long as you are a professor and happy.

Wang Yu pushed Song Fang's shoulder, "Okay bro, you can do this question right? Did you go to cram school behind my back?"

Song Da waved his hand, "I want to study secretly, and then quietly amaze all of you!"

"Pull it down," Fat Sports Committee rolled his eyes, "I saw Sister Zhi read you the answer."

Okay, Song Fang was too lazy to pretend, and said with emotion, "It's fine if you say you're good at studying. The main thing is that you can do two things at once, and read the answers to me while doing your own questions. The same reason can be proved, she can definitely cheat when she falls in love. He handled it very well, he is really a little sea king who masters the four oceans."

Fu Zhi: "..."

Fu Zhi didn't bother to pay attention to him, and casually took out the milk chips in his schoolbag and shared them among the people around him.

Probably because Hu Lei is always talking about some esoteric and incomprehensible things, even from high school mathematics to college calculus and even mechanical hearts. When did I take out my phone and was playing games.

For a time, there were very few students attending the class.

Fu Zhi lay on the table, ready to go with the flow.

On the other hand, Hu Lei was halfway through his speech when he realized that no one was listening, and even some students were sleeping on the desks. His face darkened, and a chalk tip flew over, hitting Fu Zhi's hand right in time.

Immediately afterwards, he tapped on the blackboard, and the precisely drawn heart picture fell to the chalk dust. His eyebrows were deep, and his tone contained anger. Do you know what it means to be someone beyond others, and there is a sky beyond the sky? Some students should not think that their top grades in No. 1 Middle School are amazing, and they get a real high school, that is, they are the bottom of the crane!"

Fu Zhi looked up at him.

Hu Lei casually threw the remaining chalk into the pencil case, "If Professor He hadn't invited me, you would never have been able to touch the field of black technology in your life!"

What he said was the truth. Those who can participate in the research of the mechanical heart must be above the professor level.

Looking at Fu Zhi with strong dissatisfaction, he was blaming a group of students represented by Fu Zhi for being poor and unaware of progress.

Fu Zhi laughed.

Well, this smile directly brought Hu Lei's dissatisfaction to the peak.

The man also laughed angrily, and asked her: "Why are you laughing? Do you think I'm wrong? Or, have you heard such professional knowledge before and don't need someone to teach you?"

Fu Zhi nodded earnestly, "I've heard it."

Hu Lei patted the chalk on the table, "Then tell me, I'll go?"

Of course, these words are just angry words.

Fu Zhi stood up and patted Lu Yubai's shoulder.

Lu Yubai: "???"

"Professor Hu is leaving, he asked me to give a lecture, please let me go out."

Lu Yubai: "...He may just want you to save him, so he is playing hard to get."

Fu Zhi obviously didn't like this, and walked to the blackboard.

Hu Lei flicked his sleeves and stepped back.

He wanted to see how Fu Zhi made it up!

The heart diagram on the blackboard was erased with chalk. "What Professor Hu said just now," she said, "Just listen to it. Don't worry about it. It's all wrong, and the college entrance examination is not taken. It's a waste of time."

Everyone: "..."

When she said that, she undoubtedly ignored Hu Lei's face. Hu Lei watched his research being pointed out by Fu Zhi. He didn't think that Fu Zhi was unworthy of talking bad about him, or that he didn't care what Hu Lei was in the eyes of others, but academic research was different. This was the mechanical heart he had spent countless efforts on research. The most cherished research in my life! No one knows this knowledge better than him, "You can see clearly, I have won an award for the design of this mechanical heart!"

Hu Lei got up from his chair with deep eyebrows.

Fu Zhi casually clicked on the center of the mechanical heart, "The lifespan of the mechanical heart is only five years. Due to the immature technology, it is placed in the human body. It is impossible for a human to survive, unless there is still a mechanical heart in your mechanical heart." Other designs. But judging from the sketches you drew, due to your incomplete understanding of the human body, the mechanical heart you designed will also damage the liver function of the human body and accelerate death."

Fu Zhi spoke word by word, facing a professor like Hu Lei who won the award and was soft-handed, he was not polite at all. The monitor of Class 19 was dumbfounded, and the girls in the front row winked at Fu Zhi's direction, signaling her to stop talking.

Didn't you see Hu Lei's face turned green?

The monitor of Class 20 tried to adjust the atmosphere, "Ah, it's not important anymore, let's continue talking about math problems."

Whether the mechanical heart is not a mechanical heart, they don't understand it!

The girl beside her also nodded, "Yeah, Zhizhi, don't argue with him, or the other classes will wear shoes for you if they find out, and ask him to tell us about the math textbook..."

How bad it would be to quarrel over such a trivial matter! Don't let Professor Hu get angry and really stop teaching, they can't explain it to the school!

But it was too late, Hu Lei suddenly got up from his seat after hearing what Fu Zhi said. In his opinion, this kind of category is no longer Fu Zhi's sensationalism and public questioning. This is Chi Guoguo's provocation, a blatant teaching accident!

So Hu Lei stopped standing under the podium, but stood up directly, pointing to the heart structure diagram on the blackboard to debate with Fu Zhi.

Two people, the former was blushing from the fight, while the latter was calm and calm, and Neng Hu Lei shut himself up with a few words.

Hu Lei: "..."

The course set up by the professor does not allow other teachers to come in to listen to the lecture and record the video. Among the students, the most official position is the monitor of the third class. After a few words of persuasion, they look at each other. The squad leader slipped out to find Director Liu.

On the stage, Fu Zhi continued: "In addition to the theory you mentioned, there are also two math problems on the blackboard. This knowledge point is the knowledge point in the second half of the third year of high school. The teacher of No. 1 Middle School has not taught it. The school invites you to come, student Listening to your lectures, you are listening to knowledge points, not to let you waste everyone's time, what do you think, Professor Hu?"

"Am I wasting my time?"

Hu Lei's deep expression could no longer be described as ugly, "Do you know how many successful people in the industry are waiting to take my class?"

Fu Zhi said with a blank expression, "Whoever takes your class is not my responsibility. But there is a specialization in the academic field. You are teaching high school students now. Please be more professional and don't go into details about knowledge points outside the academic field. Putting the cart before the horse."

Hu Lei's face was livid, "You mean I'm talking nonsense?"

Fu Zhi: "Isn't it?"

Hu Lei's eyes moved to a group of little heads under the classroom.

Song Fang, who was sitting in the back row, was the first to speak, "You talk about the knowledge points too fast, we can't keep up."

Wang Yu: "Also, what we want to hear is basic knowledge. What you are talking about is that a class of students can't understand..."

"Teacher, you are very good, but it would be better if you don't talk about such profound things."

"You don't talk about the knowledge points we should listen to, and you have already talked about the peripheral knowledge you don't understand for half a class. Our final exam is very important."

"..."

With Wang Yu and Song Fang leading the rhythm, the students in the audience one by one, suppressed their dissatisfaction for a class, and the scene was very chaotic, which really responded to the teaching accident in Hu Lei's heart.

Hu Lei's face became more and more ugly, "Okay, you think there is something wrong with what I said, and what Fu Zhi said is fine, then let Fu Zhi tell you!"

"Really? That's great!" I don't know which honest person in the audience responded, "I actually think that Fu Zhi understands better than you."

"...Okay! You are really good!" Hu Lei pulled out the exercise book, and before leaving, he said harshly, "I will truthfully report everything that happened today to Professor He. I, Hu Lei, jumped from here , and it is impossible to teach you another lesson!"