Chapter 497: Really Fragrance 1
Hu Lei, standing on the podium, was still selecting people.
Offstage, Song Fang stood up and directly pulled over Su Xing's exercise book from the front row: "This is the original question he gave, right? I'll take yours and copy it."
Su Xing turned around 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 fucked up situation.
The students in the classroom sighed.
He lowered his head and pretended to be dead while he couldn't help complaining.
"Fuck! Don't look over here. I don't know a single thing about this!" Wang Yu pulled the math book off the table, stood it up, and completely blocked his face.
The fat physical education teacher crawled directly under the desk.
If it was just a strict teacher like Fan Gaoda asking questions, it would be fine as punishment to write.
Who is Hu Lei?
A well-known professor at home and abroad, his status is higher than that of He Ming, who used to be the vice president of Tsinghua University.
He couldn't write the question and always felt it was not very good.
Hu Lei's eyes circled around the last row twice, then he turned back and said, "The boy just now, and the girl holding the phone on his right, come up and write together."
Good, the dust has settled.
A “whoosh” sound could be clearly heard throughout the conference hall.
Everyone relaxed.
Wang Yu raised his hand, touched Song Fang's forehead to his chest, and drew a cross in the air, "Amen, may God bless you and my child."
Song Fang slapped his hand away and said, "Die."
Wang Yu tilted his head to look at the fat sports committee member, "He is mean to me."
"Don't talk nonsense. He doesn't have breasts." The fat sports teacher picked up the peach pits from the garbage bag. "I know you don't believe in God, kid."
He paused, took Song Fang's palm, and put the peach pit in it, "Amitabha, my Buddha has mercy on you, and I hope you can enter the Western Paradise as soon as possible."
Song Fang's forehead veins jumped, "You two want to die together?"
Oh, this means you don’t believe in Buddhism either.
Wang Yu and the fat sports committee member turned their attention to Ye Jiu again.
Ye Jiuzheng understood and asked him, "When you are sick, you don't take medicine or get injections, right?"
Song Fang, who was in great health, nodded firmly.
It’s so bad to take medicine and get injections. The body will develop antibodies.
Ye Jiu stepped back a meter and frowned, as if he had seen through the phenomenon and understood the essence: "Classmate, you f*cking believe in the Fa/Lun/Da/Fa, right?"
Song Fang: “…”
Wang Yu and the fat bodyguard trembled. The fat bodyguard took off the jade Buddha from his neck and handed it to Song Fang. "Heirloom, heirloom! Believe in Buddhism with me, brother. Don't tolerate evil cults!"
Song Fang: “#@#**@”
Song Fang took a deep breath and said, "Get lost."
"Okay." Wang Yu patted the fat physical education committee member and Ye Jiu quickly, and several people made room for Song Fang to walk out of his seat.
Song Fang: “…”
Hu Lei didn't know when he sat at the table on the side to look at the report cards of students in three classes.
Song Fang stood at the front of the podium hesitantly, holding a white chalk, and Fu Zhi was on his left.
The question he took was the easiest of the two.
Despite this, Song Fang couldn't utter a single word.
Or, why not just stop writing and kneel down to apologize to Hu Lei?
Song Fang thought about it and touched his nose embarrassedly.
He has always been a poor student, and this big question is a proof question in itself, there is no formula to apply.
"Solution, f(x)=ex, f(a)=2ex..."
A cold voice came from the left.
Song Fang was stunned for a moment.
Then he turned his head and looked at Fu Zhi who was also writing questions with a piece of chalk.
The little girl's expression was very indifferent as she wrote down the questions Hu Lei had asked her, stroke by stroke. Judging from her expression, it seemed that what she had just said was not hers at all.
The white chalk made a dull sound as it was scratched across the blackboard. The fingertips holding the chalk were slender, and the blue veins were clearly visible on the white wrist.
"Look at me, doing the questions."
This one sentence successfully brought Song Fang back to his senses, and he nodded hurriedly.
Hu Lei, who was looking at the transcript, took the time to ask, "Who is Fu Zhi?"
Below the stage, the monitor of Class 19 pointed to the podium and said, "It's there."
Hu Lei looked in the direction the girl pointed.
This was his first time to substitute for a class in a small school, or rather, to tutor a group of half-grown high school students. He did not take these students seriously, but Fu Zhi's grades were still impressive.
Hu Lei’s current mentality is to find food in the garbage dump.
He noticed that Fu Zhi was the one who started playing games on his phone after coming to class, but Fu Zhi was the only one who didn't listen in class. He was too lazy to care about these one or two students, and even thought that Fu Zhi was too complacent to stop listening in class after achieving some small achievements.
Hu Lei folded the report card in his hand and put it back on the table. He said to Fu Zhi in front of the blackboard calmly, "Three minutes. If you can't do it, you don't have to do it. Go back and write it as punishment."
The chalk in Song Fang's hand broke into two pieces with a "crack".
Fu Zhi said slowly, "Solving the system of linear equations with two variables, we know that a=15..."
Song Fang wrote, and then worriedly said: "Teach me to write, what will you do?"
As he spoke, he looked at Fu Zhi nervously.
Then I saw that Fu Zhi had already written the answers on half of the blackboard.
Song Fang: “…”
He's so stupid, really.
He, a rookie, actually tried to worry about Fu Zhi.
Fu Zhi explained a few more steps, and after Song Fang answered, he quickly walked down from the podium.
Fu Zhi finished writing down the steps and sat back down immediately afterwards.
Hu Lei turned sideways and looked at the two people's answering steps. "It's not a big problem. Just write it down according to this in the exam. But Fu Zhi's method is too complicated. There is also a simple algorithm. Starting from this step, you can draw a picture and find the answer yourself after class. I won't explain it. It's a waste of time."
Students in the audience: “…”
Well, as long as you are a professor and you are happy.
Wang Yu pushed Song Fang's shoulder and said, "Sure, brother, you can get this question right? You went to the cram school behind my back, right?"
Song Fang waved his hand and said, "I will study secretly, and then quietly surprise all of you!"
"Forget it," the fat sports committee member rolled his eyes, "I saw Sister Zhi read out the answer to you."
All right, Song Fang was too lazy to pretend anymore and sighed, "It's OK that she's good at studying, but the main thing is that she can do two things at once, doing her own questions while reading the answers to me. By the same token, she must be able to handle cheating in love very well. She's really a little sea king who controls the four oceans."
Fu Zhi: “…”
Fu Zhi didn't bother to pay attention to him. He just took out the milk slices from his schoolbag and distributed them to the people around him.
Perhaps it was because Hu Lei was always talking about something profound and difficult to understand, ranging from high school mathematics to university calculus and even mechanical hearts. The students in the auditorium were drowsy, and a few boys in the last row had taken out their cell phones and were playing games.
For a time, there were very few students attending the class.
Fu Zhi laid on the table, ready to go with the flow.
However, when Hu Lei was halfway through his speech, he realized that no one was listening and some students were even sleeping on their desks. His face darkened and a piece of chalk flew over and hit Fu Zhi's hand.
Then he knocked on the blackboard, and the chalk dust fell off the precisely drawn heart picture. His brows were deep, and his tone was filled with anger, "Look at the blackboard, look at the blackboard! A group of high school students don't know to look at the blackboard in class, and they still need the teacher to remind them? Do you know what it means that there are always people who are better than you? Some students should not think that they are great just because they have top grades in No. 1 Middle School. If they get into a real university, they will just be the last one!"
Fu Zhi looked up at him.
Hu Lei casually threw the remaining chalk into the pencil case and said, "If Professor He hadn't invited me, you would never have been able to get involved in the field of black technology in your life!"
What he said was true. Those who could participate in the research of mechanical heart had to be professors or above.
The look he gave Fu Zhi was filled with strong dissatisfaction, as if he was accusing the group of students represented by Fu Zhi of being so bad and not knowing how to make progress.
Fu Zhi laughed.
Well, this smile made Hu Lei’s dissatisfaction reach its peak.
The man also laughed angrily and asked her: "Why are you laughing? Do you think what I said is wrong? Or have you heard such professional knowledge before and don't need anyone to teach you?"
Fu Zhi nodded very honestly, "I've heard it."
Hu Lei slammed the chalk on the table and said, "Then you talk and I leave?"
Of course, this was just said in anger.
Fu Zhi stood up and patted Lu Yubai on the shoulder.
Lu Yubai: “???”
"Professor Hu is leaving. He asked me to go and give a lecture. Please let me out for a moment."
Lu Yubai: "...He may just want you to win him back so he is playing hard to get."
Fu Zhi obviously didn't buy it and walked to the blackboard.
Hu Lei flicked his sleeves and stepped back.
He wanted to see how Fu Zhi would write this story!
The heart image on the blackboard was erased with chalk. "What Professor Hu just said," she said, "just listen to it casually, don't take it seriously, it's all wrong, and it's not even on the college entrance examination, it's a pure waste of time."
Everyone: “…”
By saying this, she undoubtedly disregarded Hu Lei's reputation. Hu Lei watched as Fu Zhi criticized his research. It’s not that he thinks Fu Zhi is unworthy of saying bad things about him, or that he doesn’t care what Hu Lei is like in the eyes of others, but academic research is different. This is the mechanical heart that he has spent countless efforts on researching, and it is the most cherished research in his life! No one would know more about this than him. "Look carefully, I won an award for the design of this mechanical heart!"
Hu Lei stood up from his chair, his brows furrowed.
Fu Zhi casually pointed at the center of the mechanical heart and said, "The lifespan of a mechanical heart is only five years. Due to the immaturity of the technology, it is impossible for a person to survive if it is placed in a human body, unless there is another design in your mechanical heart. However, judging from the sketch 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, and was not polite at all towards a professor like Hu Lei who had won many awards. The monitor of Class 19 was dumbfounded. Several girls in the front row winked at Fu Zhi, signaling her to stop talking.
Didn’t you see that Hu Lei’s face turned green?
The monitor of Class 20 tried to mediate the situation, "Ah, it's not important anymore, let's continue with the math problems."
They don’t understand whether it’s a mechanical heart or not!
The girl next to her also nodded, "Yes, Zhizhi, don't argue with him, otherwise other classes will make things difficult for you if they find out. Let him explain the math textbook to us again..."
It would be so rude to have a quarrel over such a small matter! If Professor Hu gets angry and stops teaching, they won’t be able to explain to the school!
But it was too late. After hearing what Fu Zhi said, Hu Lei suddenly stood up from his seat. In his opinion, this was no longer a case of Fu Zhi sensationalizing and questioning in public; it was a blatant provocation and a blatant teaching accident!
So Hu Lei no longer stood under the podium, but stood directly on it, pointing at the heart structure diagram on the blackboard and debating with Fu Zhi.
The two people, the former argued until his face turned red, while the latter was calm and composed, and just a few words were enough to make Hu Lei become autistic.
Hu Lei: “…”
The course set by the professor does not allow teachers other than students to come in to listen to the lectures or record videos. The highest-ranking students among the group of students are the monitors of the three classes. After trying to persuade them to stop, they looked at each other and the monitor of Class 19 slipped out to find Director Liu.
On the stage, Fu Zhi continued, "In addition to the theory you mentioned, there are two math problems on the blackboard. This knowledge point is the knowledge point of the second half of the third year of high school, and the teachers of No. 1 Middle School have not yet taught it. The school invited you to come, and the students listened to your lectures. They listened to the knowledge points, not to let you waste everyone's time. What do you think, Professor Hu?"
"Am I wasting my time?"
Hu Leishen's expression was so ugly that it could not be described. "Do you know how many successful people in the industry are waiting to take my class?"
Fu Zhi said expressionlessly, "It's not my business to decide who takes your class. But everyone has their own specializations. You are teaching high school students now, so please be more professional and stop elaborating on knowledge points outside of your academic field. You are putting the cart before the horse."
Hu Lei's face turned pale, "You mean I'm talking nonsense?"
Fu Zhi: “Isn’t it?”
Hu Lei's gaze shifted to a group of little heads in the classroom.
The first person to speak was Song Fang who was sitting in the back row. "You spoke too fast, we couldn't keep up."
Wang Yu: "Also, what we want to hear is some basic knowledge. What you said is something that all the students can't understand..."
"Teacher, you are very good, but it would be better if you didn't talk about such profound things."
"You didn't explain the knowledge points that we should have listened to, and you have been talking about peripheral knowledge that we couldn't understand for half a class. Our final exam this time is very important."
“…”
With Wang Yu and Song Fang leading the pace, the students in the audience, one after another, were about to burst out with dissatisfaction that had been suppressed for a whole class. The scene was extremely chaotic, which really fulfilled what Hu Lei had thought about a teaching accident.
Hu Lei's expression became uglier. "Okay, if you think there's something wrong with what I said, but there's nothing wrong with what Fu Zhi said, then let Fu Zhi explain it to you!"
"Really? That's great!" Some honest man in the audience responded, "I actually think Fu Zhi understands it better than you."
"...Good! You guys are awesome!" Hu Lei pulled out the exercise book and threatened before leaving, "I will report everything that happened today to Professor He. Even if I jump off here, I, Hu Lei, will never teach you again!"
(End of this chapter)
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