Chapter 490 Kiss My Irritable Cutie [86]

The physics teacher was furious, and when he heard someone choose to try, he immediately replied subconsciously, "Come on, come up and do it."

Before he could clearly see who was coming, the physics teacher directly began to praise, "Look at all of you, I just asked you to do a problem, and I didn't ask you to do something. Why are you so reluctant to do it? Why are you so cowardly when you are young? We must learn from this classmate, and we must be brave to challenge—"

The physics teacher turned around while talking and looked at the person approaching. When he saw the person clearly, he froze in place and stopped speaking abruptly.

He seemed to stand still there, like a stiff sculpture, looking in disbelief at the young man in front of him with a mischievous brow and a delicate and wanton appearance.

"Teacher?" The other party raised his brows with a smile, jokingly and calmly.

The physics teacher swallowed hard, and the aura that had just risen disappeared in an instant, and he immediately said from his heart, "Thank you...thank you, classmate..."

Xie Jiuheng frowned, picked up the chalk on the desk, turned around and came to the blackboard.

When the young man stepped up the steps and came to the blackboard, everyone swallowed subconsciously, fearful and curious.

But when they saw the boy standing in front of the blackboard, they were stunned for a long time.

The feeling of shock at that moment seemed natural.

It's normal if you can't do it, and it's abnormal if you can do it.

It is an incredible miracle that the boss of No. 1 Middle School who never listened to the class was able to listen carefully to the entire class in today's class. If you can still make questions and absorb knowledge, it is estimated that the No. 1 Middle School is about to change.

The physics teacher was relieved at the moment. The moment Xie Jiuheng came up, he couldn't believe that Xie Jiuheng would really do it.

At this moment, seeing Xie Jiuheng not starting to write for a long time, but looking as if he was being troubled by the topic, the physics teacher felt that this was the real way to open it up, and it made them feel that it should be like this.

The physics teacher looked at the young boy's quiet side face, pursed his thin lips slightly, and seemed to be thinking about something.

He suddenly felt a little startled, with an ominous premonition.

If Xie Jiuheng listened carefully to a class for the first time, but couldn't solve the rare problem when he came up to do it, with his personality, would he become angry and throw things away in class?

The physics teacher shuddered and hugged himself tremblingly.

Maybe seeing him as an eyesore, he would even beat him up.

The physics teacher swallowed hard, and said tremblingly, "That... thank you, if... if you can't do it... it's okay—"

The physics teacher stopped talking abruptly, because the second he spoke, he saw the slender, calm and unhurried boy in front of him start to write with the chalk in his hand

The boy's fingers were long and slender, with well-defined joints and a touch of whiteness.

Those beautiful fingers that were usually clenched into fists and fighting were now holding the white chalk and starting to write on the blackboard.

When the first numerical formula fell down, everyone took a breath and stared at the blackboard without blinking, watching how Xie Jiuheng solved the problem.

But at the end, everyone found that they couldn't understand every problem-solving idea behind Xie Jiuheng.

Everyone was amazed and puzzled.

It was correct at the beginning, they could understand it, and the idea of ​​solving the problem should indeed start like this, but what is behind it?

Could it be... Xie Jiuheng didn't know how to do it, and started writing scribbles?