Lu Fang immediately gloated over his misfortune and deliberately said loudly: "Did you hear that? The teacher asked you to stand in the back as punishment."
This open class lasts for two hours, and it has only started for more than ten minutes.
Being punished to stand in front of all the sophomores, Ying Zijin was really embarrassed.
With her poor academic level, what questions can she solve?
Still want to compete with Zhong Zhiwan?
Don't even consider whether you are qualified enough.
There were nearly a thousand students in the lecture hall, and the noise was growing louder and louder.
"Quiet!" The old professor slammed the table, very angry, "Student, either you come up and answer this question, or stand at the back."
Several boys in the Elite Class who were close to Lu Fang all looked like they were enjoying the show.
Ordinary classes and key classes also joined in the fun and started shouting.
In full view of everyone, Ying Zijin stood up.
Xiu Yu wanted to hold her back, but she raised her hand to stop him.
However, she was not heading towards the back of the classroom, but towards the blackboard.
“…”
The sound in the classroom stopped for a moment, and then it exploded even louder.
Among them, many voices come from the gifted classes.
"No way, no way, a poor student dares to do homework on the blackboard?"
"Tsk tsk, that's because in our class before, the teachers didn't want to take care of her when they saw her sleeping. No wonder she was kicked out of the gifted class."
"I think Class 19 is a good fit for her. Trash goes with trash. It's a garbage dump."
Jiang Ran raised his head, picked up the chemistry book in his hand, and threw it directly at the gifted student who said this.
His eyes were red, and he sneered, "Shut your dog mouth."
Several students fell silent immediately.
No matter who you mess with, don't mess with Jiang Ran.
Jiang Ran is quite restrained in school, but he is a real bully outside.
He has a bad temper, and the power behind him is mysterious, so most students are unwilling to confront him.
Especially since Jiang Ran is a black belt in Taekwondo. If he gets really angry, he will hit people.
Zhong Zhiwan bit her lip and watched Jiang Ran venting his anger on Ying Zijin, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
She just didn't understand.
Ying Zijin just has a face, she has nothing, so why are all the people around her starting to revolve around Ying Zijin?
Xiu Yu held his forehead with his hand, speechless: "What kind of luck is Ying Dad? So many people have made small moves, why did he only target her?"
Right next to him, there was a student who had fallen asleep and was snoring.
The old professor didn’t even see it, what the hell.
"Sister Yu, you don't understand this, right?" The younger brother looked unfathomable. "It's written in the book that powerful people will always be remembered. Father Ying is so powerful, so she is the one who is remembered."
"That's a great explanation." Xiu Yu gave a thumbs up, "The master is actually by my side."
Younger brother: “…”
He suspected that Sister Yu was mocking him, but he had no evidence.
——
In front of the blackboard.
Ying Zijin picked up a piece of chalk and took a step back.
A pair of phoenix eyes were half-closed as she looked at the questions written on the blackboard by the old professor.
This is a question about the principles of chemical reactions. It requires calculating the chemical reaction rate, which is part of Chemistry Elective 4.
But it is obvious that this question involves knowledge points of university chemistry, which is far beyond the syllabus.
The old professor was a retired university professor, so the questions he asked were naturally difficult.
Zhong Zhiwan was also looking at the questions. His brows slightly furrowed, but soon relaxed.
This question is very easy for students in the elite class, but Ying Zijin cannot solve it.
The gifted classes have always had their own examination papers and would also expand university knowledge.
But Ying Zijin’s IQ is not high enough and he slept most of the time in class. So what did he hear?
Thinking of this, Zhong Zhiwan finally let out the frustration he had experienced at the art festival and at the hands of Mr. Zhong a while ago.
One second, two seconds... five seconds passed, and Ying Zijin was still standing there holding the chalk, without any movement.
Seeing this, Lu Fang sneered: "You can't do it, but you still want to embarrass yourself in front of others. You are really thick-skinned."
Ying Zijin raised his hand and wrote a string of numbers on the blackboard.
3.479l/(l·n)
After finishing, she put down the chalk and returned to her seat.
This answer made the discussion even louder.
"What the hell is this number? Can you at least make it a whole number?"
"Goddess Zhong has just written the formula and hasn't calculated it yet, and she can already write out the answer? She's so pretentious."
"This student wrote it correctly." The old professor pushed his glasses, his tone became gentle, and he was very pleased. "But please pay attention. It's better to write down the steps next time, otherwise other students will not understand."
“…”
All the laughter disappeared at once.
Lu Fang froze in disbelief.
That’s right? !
Zhong Zhiwan was shocked, his fingers subconsciously clenched the draft paper, he pursed his lips, and his heart was in turmoil.
She really only wrote two formulas without inputting any data, let alone calculating the answer.
This question is very complicated and will take at least five minutes to solve.
How come Ying Zijin wrote the answer in just five seconds as soon as he went up?
Guess?
But it’s too accurate.
"Please wake up those who are sleeping, and we will continue the lecture." The old professor knocked on the table with his triangle ruler, "You should learn from this student and do the exercises faster, don't dawdle."
This sentence made the boys in the Elite Class who had ridiculed him the most earlier become anxious and lower their heads.
But I still don’t quite agree.
"This question isn't that difficult anyway. It's not like we can't do it, right?"
"She must have guessed it. Who can calculate so quickly?"
"I just happened to guess it right. I was just lucky." A girl bumped into Zhong Zhiwan's arm, "Is that right, Zhiwan?"
Zhong Zhiwan was absent-minded. Hearing this, he just smiled faintly: "Anyway, my cousin has improved. She is not like before, she would just sleep in class."
"Can this be called progress?" The girl was annoyed. "This is what every student should do, okay?"
"Don't say that." Zhong Zhiwan frowned, "My cousin is not in good health, that's why she fell asleep in class."
The girl sighed and said nothing more.
The open class ended quickly and all the classes dispersed.
Ying Zijin stretched slowly, preparing to go back to sleep for a self-study class to get enough rest.
"Let's go, Dudu." Xiu Yu patted the teacup pig's tail, "I've prepared the best corn kernels for you."
Everyone in Class 19 also followed back.
Just then, Lu Fang came running over breathlessly and stood in front of the girl.
"Ying Zijin, you can't leave. I have something to tell you." He spoke quickly, fearing that he would be rejected. "The midterm exam is at the end of April. I want to make a bet with you."
"You have seven science subjects to take. If you pass one of them, I will live-stream myself eating shit on the campus forum. How do you think?"
Lu Fang didn't notice at all that after he said this, all the students in Class 19 looked over at him.
The way he looked was no different than looking at a fool.
The younger brother hesitated for a moment: "Well, you...are you okay in your head?"
He looks like a decent person, how could he be mentally retarded?
"What's it to you?" Lu Fang ignored his younger brother and sneered, "Ying Zijin, do you agree? If you don't agree, you are not allowed to bully Zhiwan in the future."
Lu Fang thought that he would still be ignored.
Unexpectedly, this time, the girl actually stopped.
She tilted her head, and the sunlight softened her facial features, but her face was still aggressively beautiful.
A pair of phoenix eyes slightly raised, the light flickered slightly, it was already breathtakingly gorgeous.
It makes one's breath take away.
Ying Zijin glanced at him and said slowly: "Okay, remember to broadcast live."
"Dad Ying, why did you agree to him?" After returning to Class 19, Xiu Yu was still puzzled, "Usually you really ignore him."
But she knew that although their father Ying looked aloof, he was actually quite approachable.
And if she gives Ying Zijin a cookie, Ying Zijin will give her a new lipstick color.
"Oh." Ying Zijin took a sip of Coke and said slowly, "Because I prefer melodramatic dramas."
Xiu Yu: “???”
"You said..." Ying Zijin hesitated for a moment, "If I send the video of him eating that thing to my grandfather, will the number of reposts increase greatly?"
Xiu Yu: “…”
So it’s because of this?
"It's good that it can be improved." Ying Zijin nodded, "I don't need to buy forwarding for him."
I don’t know what Mr. Zhong’s hobby is. The number of retweets of his new Weibo post must be higher than the previous one, but he doesn’t want zombie fans.
I hope Lu Fang can give Mr. Zhong some feedback on Weibo’s performance.
She also saved some money.
Good.
——
After five full days of psychological torture, Lu Zhi's spirit was still in a state of extreme collapse.
From morning till night, she lived in a daze.
Whenever Lu Zhi thought of the humiliation she suffered in Shaoren Hospital that day, which was brought upon her by Ying Zijin, whom she had always looked down upon, she felt as if her heart was being eaten by ants.
She went to other hospitals for interviews, but most of them didn't want a Chinese medicine practitioner as young as her.
Also, because she deliberately raised the price of medicine last time, the pharmacy was taken back by Lu's father, resulting in her losing her job.
The reason why she didn't stay in the imperial capital was because she failed to graduate from graduate school.
Lu Zhi was anxious and regretful.
If she hadn't tripped up Ying Zijin at that time, would she have been able to stay in Shao Ren Hospital?
But it's no use regretting, the die is cast.
Lu Zhi thought about it for a long time, but finally couldn't help it and called Ying Luwei.
Ying Luwei was taking care of Madam Ying in the hospital. She glanced at the phone and walked outside the ward to answer it: "Hello? What's going on?"
"Lu Wei." Lu Zhi pursed her lips, "Do you know who the miracle doctor you are looking for is?"
Ying Luwei took out her lipstick and asked nonchalantly, "Who is it?"
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