The boss starts with brushing achievements

Chapter 63

When class was over, Guo Yunxiao asked Xue Mo, "What did you agree with the school?"

Just as Xue Mo was about to answer, the math teacher suddenly walked into the classroom and greeted Xue Mo and the others with his hands.

"Come on, help me move something."

Several tall and tall students followed Jiang Huhai out, and then came back with a bunch of enlarged compasses, rulers, triangular rulers and other tools.

Guo Yunxiao put down the ruler plus and asked, "Teacher, shouldn't you draw straight lines freehand?"

Jiang Huhai smiled, picked up the chalk, waved his arm casually, and a straight line appeared on the blackboard, attracting exclamations from the students.

"Then this?" Guo Yunxiao pointed to the ruler plus, meaning that you can draw freehand, why do you need this?
Xue Mo, who was studying the giant compasses, said, "The length of the human body is limited, and the teacher can only keep the straight line smaller than the arm span straight."

Jiang Huhai froze for a moment, then nodded with satisfaction: "That's right, Xue Mo has his own opinions."

He Yu leaned in front of the ruler plus, spread out his arms for a comparison, and said in surprise, "Teacher, my arm span is longer than the ruler!"

Jiang Huhai's face darkened, and he almost wanted to stab it with the triangle ruler in his hand.

This math class was rather novel, and Jiang Huhai held enlarged versions of various tools and gestured on the blackboard, which was very interesting.

The attention of the students is obviously much higher than that in English class.

Ren Yunying, as the head teacher, came back to take a look around, and found that Xue Mo was actually listening to the class with her head up, and a little bit of jealousy arose in her heart for no reason.

Although he will lower his head from time to time, it is better than raising his head from time to time in English class.

After class, Jiang Huhai beckoned again: "Come, help me move back!"

Before Xue Mo got up, a voice came from the door: "Lao Jiang, don't rush to move away, I just need it for the next class."

The physics teacher flashed in through the door, holding a miniature model of the solar system in his hand.

Many students were attracted by this exquisite model.

Yang Guangming couldn't help raising his head slightly, his face full of pride.

"Okay, take it easy, don't break it for me." With students nearby, Jiang Huhai couldn't refuse directly, but he still took the giant compasses away.

Xue Mo looked at the miniature solar system in Yang Guangming's hand.

Upon seeing this, Yang Guangming said, "How is it, is it amazing? Are you interested in traveling with me in the ocean of physics?"

Xue Mo pointed to the small balls representing the sun and planets: "Not too round."

Yang Guangming looked at Xue Mo's fingers, and they were indeed a little out of shape.

"The surface of the planet is inherently uneven." He forcefully explained.

If you pursue truth, why don't you build a miniature reactor here in the sun?
Is it so difficult to admit that you can't do it manually?
Xue Mo pushed these thoughts back to the back of his mind, and didn't argue again.

Yang Guangming used the model of the solar system in his hand to talk about many interesting phenomena in the universe, which attracted the attention of the students, and then he entered the main topic of the first class - particle, reference system and coordinate system.

Although this class was quite interesting, Xue Mo never understood why he had to use the model of the solar system to cut in.

After two sections of science, a section of liberal arts came to ease my mind.

Chinese teacher Wang Bingbing has only graduated a few years ago, and she is a little sister among the veteran teachers.

She has long hair that goes over her shoulders. She has an outstanding temperament, a sweet appearance, and a very gentle tone, which makes the male students in the class think about it.

When Guo Yunxiao saw the teacher shake his head, his heart trembled.

Big sister's temptation is so unreasonable.

This made him straighten his sitting posture and listen carefully.

Wang Bingbing is not a vase. She graduated from the Chinese Department of Capital Normal University. Before she graduated, she got the teacher qualification certificate. Finally, she chose to teach at home. Because of her high education and outstanding teaching ability, she has become a senior teacher in just a few years. teacher.

Xue Mo didn't bow his head either. This teacher's lectures were very interesting. He quoted scriptures and told a few short stories from time to time during the lectures.

In this respect, too, he felt ashamed.

After a short break at noon, Xue Mo welcomed Chen Fashi, a chemistry teacher.

Chen Fashi took the glass instrument and told them very solemnly: accurate measurement is the basis of chemistry and a shield to protect them from harm.

The difference is a thousand miles away.

After the lecture, he distributed homemade soap and said with a smile: "I will teach you all kinds of interesting chemical reactions in the future. I hope that you can give me the same unique chemical creation by virtue of what you have learned. Of course, I only accept There is no danger."

Xue Mo sniffed the soap in his hand, and there was a faint fragrance.

When history teacher Zhou Li entered the room, she smelled the fragrance and asked, "What did the chemistry teacher do for you?"

Her expression is not surprising, this person always likes to play with gadgets to please others.

The students took out the soap and shook it.

Zhou Li took advantage of the topic and asked: "Do you know when soap appeared?"

The students shook their heads.

Everyone is not going to time travel, who can deliberately memorize this kind of knowledge.

Regardless of whether anyone will, Zhou Li's goal has been achieved.

She started from the soap and told the history, so that the students' heads were also stained with the aroma of soap.

"In the future, learn this knowledge from your chemistry teacher. If you are lucky enough to go back to the past, maybe you can use this to make a fortune!" Zhou Li concluded in this way.

When most of the students began to fantasize about how to control the wind and rain in history, an elderly teacher came in.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his face was cold.

"I am Zheng Zhongguo, your political teacher."

Zheng Zhongguo's facial features are square, his eyes are deep, and the wrinkles on his face do not make people feel a little old, but instead give people a sense of time.

"I don't know which of you will study literature and which will study theory in the future." Zheng Zhongguo said in a deep voice, "But that's not important, the principles of politics can benefit you for life."

Zheng Zhongguo took out a brand new one hundred yuan and asked, "What is this?"

"Money!", "One hundred yuan!", "RMB", "Currency!".

"Then do you like money?" He continued to ask.

"I like it!" The students who answered in unison.

Hearing this, Zheng Zhongguo crumpled the money to make it no longer brand new, and asked again: "Do you still like it?"

The students looked puzzled, isn't the answer obvious?

Even if the teacher threw him in the shithole, they would pick him up when no one was around.

"Because of what?" Zheng Zhongguo asked again, but this time he answered by himself, "Because it has value and depends on the value of the country."

"I hope you will become people who are valuable to the society and the country in the future!"

　Well, the teachers are finally on the stage. The last joke is a bit old, but it is quite new for that era. I can't find a better way for political teachers to leave the factory. I hope you don't mind.

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