Jiang Yanchuan came late, and although Jiang Yuzhu had taught him before, a child cannot repeat things 100% perfectly, so Jiang Yanchuan only has a little basic knowledge and it is still difficult for him to learn.
He stared at the question on the paper, his brow furrowed. Five times eight equals forty-five, right? Or was it five times eight equals forty-two? Forget it, forty-five! My brother always said that one's first instinct is always the most accurate!
Jiang Yanchuan confidently wrote 45 in the brackets, when suddenly a big head popped out and scared him.
Wang Xiaohu pointed at the number 45 and laughed at him, "Hey, you're so stupid! You even got such a simple multiplication table wrong! It's so funny! What's the matter? Didn't Jiang Qiao teach you at home?"
Jiang Yanchuan was laughed at by the people around him, and his face was burning. The food in the Jiang family had improved in the past few days, and the boy's dark face was a little brighter, but it still didn't look red. Only his ears were red as if blood could drip out.
With a thirst for knowledge, he asked the most unreliable person in the class: "So, what do you think five times eight equals?"
Wang Xiaohu rubbed his nose with his hand proudly: "Of course it's forty-seven, you idiot! You don't even know this!"
Jiang Yanchuan obeyed and erased 45 with an eraser and wrote 47 instead.
Then he asked him, "What is six times nine?"
Wang Xiaohu said casually, "Fifty-six."
"That……"
Seeing that the man was still addicted to asking questions, Wang Xiaohu clenched his fist and yelled at him: "Why are you like this? You keep asking questions. Do your own questions yourself. If you ask me again, I will tell the teacher!"
Jiang Yanchuan quickly said, "I won't ask anymore. Is that okay? Don't tell my sister."
He didn't want his sister to think he was a stupid kid.
The class went relatively smoothly and the children were learning very seriously. Jiang Qiao smiled with satisfaction. Her teacher, Teacher Jiang, was awesome!
Most of the children here love to study because they have experienced hardships and know that studying is a good way out.
But there are also some who are not smart, such as Wang Xiaohu.
Jiang Qiao discovered that he did everything in class except studying. He would rummage through his schoolbag, pick at his fingers, and even chat with Jiang Yanchuan.
She knew that it was a good thing that Wang Xiaohu didn't skip class today, but as a teacher now, she couldn't just be satisfied with a student not skipping class.
Finally, when Wang Xiaohu stuck his head under the table, Jiang Qiao moved.
She walked to the last row and lifted his head.
"Who is it? How dare you touch my tiger..."Brother.
Jiang Qiao smiled at him: "I'm sorry, Brother Hu, it's me, your Sister Jiang."
Wang Xiaohu hung his head and didn't dare to speak. In fact, he was a little afraid of Jiang Qiao.
"Let me see your homework book."
Humph, that's it, he had already done it.
Wang Xiaohu grabbed the notebook on the table and handed it to her.
You don’t know until you see it. Jiang Qiao was shocked when he saw that he had only one correct answer on the homework and fell into deep thought for a long time.
She could only roar in her heart: Ahhhh! I am so angry that I am dying. Can someone come and save me? No wonder people say that teaching makes you ten years older. It turns out that you are old because of anger.
But she decided to bear the wrath alone. An excellent teacher never relies on force, but on wisdom and patience: "You did a good job."
Wang Xiaohu smiled proudly after hearing this. Humph, you finally understand how powerful he is!
"Getting one question right is still correct. At least I didn't fail completely. Come, let the kind teacher Jiang explain it to you."
One eight equals eight, how can that be wrong?
Wang Xiaohu: ...How is that possible?
Jiang Yanchuan, who had been eavesdropping, looked down at his homework. What? He only got one question right. He had just checked his answers with the person next to him, and they were almost identical.
Jiang Yanchuan expressed silent contempt for Wang Xiaohu.
Jiang Qiao thought since he was already here, he might as well take a look at Jiang Yanchuan's homework: "Jiang Yanchuan, come here, let me take a look at yours too."
Jiang Yanchuan trembled, he didn't want it.
"Give it to me! Here, teacher, please take a look." Wang Xiaohu snatched the homework from his hand while he wasn't paying attention and handed it to Jiang Qiao attentively.
What a joke! How can he be the only one being scolded?
Jiang Qiao flipped through his homework book: Oh, no wonder they're desk mates! So that's how it is.
Jiang Yanchuan secretly looked up at Jiang Qiao. My sister wouldn’t think he was a bad person, would she?
Jiang Qiao put down his homework and said softly, "My dear students, come and listen to what the teacher is saying until you understand."
It seemed like a century had passed.
Jiang Qiao gave up. Her mouth was dry and her voice was a little hoarse. "Okay, it's the teacher's problem. Let me make a study plan first, and we will continue tomorrow. The teacher is going to give a lecture first."
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Jiang Qiao raised his wrist to look at the watch, there were still ten minutes until school was over.
"Students, stop for a moment. We've been studying all afternoon and everyone must be tired. The teacher has prepared some candy for everyone. I'll share it with everyone."
Good news came out of nowhere, and the audience at the podium became lively.
"Okay!"
"Teacher Jiang is so nice!"
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After Jiang Qiao distributed the candies, Zhang Li rang the bell for the end of get out of class.
The children left one after another.
Jiang Qiao's eyes were sharp: "Wang Xiaohu, stop right there. Come here, the teacher has something to tell you."
Wang Xiaohu came over reluctantly: "What?"
Jiang Qiao grabbed another handful of candy and gave it to him: "Didn't I promise you last time that I would give you candy if you helped me stop the other kids from talking about the Jiang family? Since you have completed the task, according to the agreement, I should give you candy."
After Wang Xiaohu accepted it, she said, "Remember to do the homework assigned today, and memorize the multiplication tables so I can ask questions tomorrow."
Wang Xiaohu: "...What about Jiang Yanchuan?"
"He has to recite it for me too. I'll ask you two questions tomorrow."
Jiang Yanchuan, who was sweeping the floor: ...Hu Zi, thank you.
After Jiang Yanchuan and his sister had packed up, the three of them went home together.
As soon as I reached the door, I saw Jiang Zhouye standing there from a distance.
With an upright posture, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, he leaned against the poplar tree, exuding a carefree and unrestrained energy.
A gust of wind blew by, lifting the corner of his clothes, and Jiang Qiao vaguely saw his abdominal muscles. Isn't he a younger brother? Nowadays, younger brothers have developed like this?
Thinking of some unspeakable scene, she felt like her nose was about to bleed.
Their eyes met, and his dark eyes seemed to be able to see into her heart.
The moment their eyes met, all the emotions in Jiang Zhouye's eyes were replaced by smiles.
Before they knew it, they had walked in front of Jiang Zhouye.
Jiang Yanchuan asked, "Brother, how come you have time to pick us up today?"
Jiang Yuzhu held his forehead. This stupid second brother, can't he see that the two of them are just incidental? He still asked, be careful or you will be hit later.
"I didn't come here specially to pick you up." Jiang Zhouye said, looked at Jiang Qiao, and then quickly looked away.
Jiang Yanchuan: ...Haha, I’m used to it.
Jiang Yuzhu: ...I knew it.
Jiang Qiao: ...He's so obvious, I'm so shy, it's annoying!
The four of them were silent along the way.
For the first time, Jiang Zhouye felt that his younger siblings were an eyesore.
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