Just as Zheng Lingling said, after Qiao Nan rejected a senior student in the second year of high school that day, a few days later, another senior student in the third year of high school asked Qiao Nan to go "read books" together: "Qiao Nan, I am a senior student in the third year of high school, and I know a little more than you. In fact, if there are any problems, we can discuss them together. It may not be good for one person to work alone."
This senior student was much smarter. He knew that Qiao Nan attached great importance to learning, and he started with learning to persuade Qiao Nan.
Qiao Nan didn't care before, so he ignored many situations.
But since Tang Mengran reminded her several times last time, Qiao Nan was much more sensitive this time.
As soon as this senior student appeared, Qiao Nan clearly felt that many people in the class were looking at him, especially at the door of their classroom, where many people secretly gathered to watch the show.
"Are you a senior?" Qiao Nan tapped the tip of his pen on the desk.
The senior boy smiled confidently, revealing his snow-white teeth: "Yes, I am a senior. Like you, I am very interested and confident in learning. My grades have always been good and I have never fallen out of the top ten in the grade. So, we should have a lot of learning problems to discuss together when we read together."
Tang Mengran touched Zheng Lingling's shoulder: "I have some impression of this senior , his family is "very" rich. The watch on his hand is worth four figures. Do you think this will succeed? "
Zheng Lingling took a sip of water: "She will definitely be disappointed. If she doesn't see that Nan Nan has no impression of him at all, he will be like a passerby. It would be strange if she succeeds. I am curious about how Nan Nan will reject this senior high school student this time and get rid of him once and for all."
Qiao Nan raised his eyebrows and glanced at the empty seat of Zhu Baoguo next to him.
After Tang Mengran's reminder last time, Qiao Nan slowly figured out the pattern.
Those boys who came to ask her to go to the library to "read books" together usually chose to come when Zhu Baoguo was not in the classroom: "Senior, you came at the right time. I just encountered a difficult problem and was a little confused. It's a math problem. How about you take a look at it for me?"
"Sure." The boy smiled. What he was most worried about was that Qiao Nan would not respond. As long as Qiao Nan asked, he had plenty of ways to make Qiao Nan nod.
Hearing that the senior student agreed, Qiao Nan tore a piece of clean paper from the notebook without saying a word, and then wrote a math problem, and then handed the pen and draft paper to the senior student: "Senior, help me solve it."
"No problem." The senior student took the problem confidently.
He was in the top ten of the senior year, and the questions of the senior year were no problem for him, let alone the questions of the first year of high school, which were child's play!
"Then I'll trouble you, senior." Qiao Nan moved closer to Zhu Baoguo's position, leaving enough space for the senior student.
Soon, the senior student's initial confidence turned into doubt, then confusion, and then he began to frown, his eyes were thoughtful, and then the pen in his hand kept writing on the words. In a short while, the entire draft paper was filled with calculations, but the problem was that the answer to this question had not yet come out. When
the boy found that there was no more space on the draft paper for him to write, the senior student hesitated: "Can you give me another piece of draft paper?"
"No problem." Qiao Nan generously gave the senior student a whole draft paper: "Use it as you like."
With the draft paper, the senior student had room to show his talents.
The senior high school student was seen lying in front of Qiao Nan's desk, working for about a quarter of an hour, filling up three pages of draft paper, but the answer was like a difficult birth, and he took a long time to come up with: "This question..."
"If you can't do it, it doesn't matter..."
"No, I can do it, but I'll do it in your classroom, not in an environment I'm familiar with. I'm not used to it. How about this, I'll take this question back first, and when I have the answer, I'll come to you and teach you how to do it?" The senior high school student blushed, and
the excuse he made for himself was as lame as it could be. When he was not in his own classroom and in an unfamiliar environment, his thinking was not smooth when doing the questions.
If this was true, then this boy would never have to take exams in the future, let alone the college entrance examination.
During the college entrance examination, changing classrooms was the easiest thing to do, and there were many people who changed schools.
"Sure, absolutely no problem." Qiao Nan nodded and said very generously.
After getting Qiao Nan's consent, the senior student left without saying anything, taking the questions.
Fang Fang pursed her lips: "Nan Nan, what kind of questions are they? I want to try them, can I?"
"Sure." Qiao Nan smiled: "Let me write the questions on the blackboard, and anyone who is interested can do them. You can also discuss them, this is the meaning of the existence of the school."
After saying that, Qiao Nan walked to the blackboard generously.
Qiao Nan, who rarely writes on the blackboard, put the chalk on the blackboard, and his beautiful blackboard writing jumped into the eyes, which made people bright.
"Damn, Nan Nan's handwriting on the blackboard is so beautiful? I heard that many people have beautiful handwriting on paper, but when they first start writing on the blackboard, they are not used to it, and their handwriting is really ugly." He Yun was extremely surprised. Qiao Nan's handwriting on the blackboard was even more beautiful than the teacher's, just like the printed words in the book ran on the blackboard.
"We should have gotten used to it a long time ago. Nan Nan is such a versatile person, she simply refuses to give us a way out." Tao Zhenqin gritted her teeth, loving and hating Qiao Nan.
"The questions are finished, hurry up and do them." He Yun picked up the pen. She wanted to see what kind of question would make the senior high school students hesitate.
While most of the students in Class 1 of Senior 1 were solving this question, several students from other classes and even other grades copied Qiao Nan's question and spread it everywhere.
It seemed that just because of the scene just now, everyone felt that only those who could solve this problem were qualified to go to the library to "read books" with Qiao Nan.
"Oh my God, I won't do it anymore. My brain cells are almost dead. This problem is too difficult. Nan Nan, what kind of a stupid question did you come up with? Are you trying to kill me?"
Tang Mengran was the first to give up.
Tang Mengran knew her own strength. For a problem of this difficulty, she might not be able to solve it even if she was given ten days or ten years, let alone one day.
She didn't believe that such an extremely difficult problem would appear in the three years of high school.
Tao Zhenqin was the second to give up, and Fang Fang was the last one to give up.
Regardless of the order in which they gave up, the final result was that all the students in Class 1 of Grade 1 gave up before the end of the self-study class.
They were not children and did not know their own abilities.
After a few rounds of thinking, they knew in their hearts whether they could solve the problem or not. Only
a fool could solve such a difficult problem.
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