Please Put on Your Vest, Madam

Hey, kid, you're here too.

Lin Yuanhang held a stack of documents in his hand, and he was slightly surprised when he saw Lu Qingyi.

I'm a transfer student.

Lu Qingyi nodded lightly.

Xu Boyan frowned: Have you found it?

Fourth brother, all the information is here.

Lin Yuanhang sent the information to Xu Boyan just like offering a treasure.

Dr. L appeared near Jincheng No. 1 Middle School.

Xu Boyan frowned, flipping through the information in his hand.

Perhaps, Dr. L used to be a student of Jincheng No. 1 Middle School.

Lu Qingyi looked at the two of them with interest, with a light expression.

Dr. L.

How old is the child in high school? First or second year of high school?

Xu Boyan looked at the information, and Lin Yuanhang set his sights on Lu Qingyi.

This girl is quite different, at least in the eyes of his fourth brother.

You know, his fourth brother is notoriously unfeminine, and it is very rare to talk to girls at close range.

Lu Qingyi couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his cheek: Senior year.

Does she really look like an adult?

She is nineteen now.

Lin Yuanhang was stunned: The grades must be very good?

How to say?

Lu Qingyi frowned suspiciously.

You have already skipped grades to the third year of high school. Can you still skip grades if your grades are not good?

Lin Yuanhang said it as a matter of course.

Lu Qingyi: ...

She didn't know what to say.

The kid is an adult.

Xu Boyan didn't lift his head, and casually spit out a few words.

Lin Yuanhang is an idiot.

The brain is always a muscle.

His mother named him Yuanhang, nothing more than hoping that he would be smarter and go further in the future.

Who knows that these two goods, not only are not smart, but also a muscle.

Lin Yuanhang: ...

adult?

How does it look so small?

Xu Boyan closed the document and rubbed his eyebrows: No one meets the conditions.

About twenty-five years old, with long hair, and likes ancient costumes.

Children, aren't you going to class?

He looked at the girl who was standing beside him eating a lollipop.

Lu Qingyi shrugged: Ah, I don't want to go.

The classroom is too noisy and she is upset.

Aren't you afraid of being punished?

Kids are so fun.

Fired? I don't care.

Lu Qingyi shrugged, looking indifferent.

However, if Lu Yao doesn't want to, she can stay in this school until she graduates high school.

The largest investor still has the right to speak.

Any candy?

Xu Boyan took out a few colorful candies from his pocket, grabbed them in the palm of his hand, and spread them out in front of Lu Qingyi.

The candies are colorful, and the wrappers are fluorescent and glow brightly in the sun.

very beautiful.

Lu Qingyi was not polite at all: Thank you.

Lin Yuanhang: ...

Come on, that's Aunt Xu's candy.

Xu Boyan actually gave it to Lu Qingyi.

Xu Boyan's mother was thinking of letting Xu Boyan bring a girlfriend home.

Xu Boyan was cold-hearted, and his mother was afraid that he would not be able to coax girls, so she always stuffed him with candy habitually.

The original words are as follows: When you meet a girl you like, if you are stupid and can't coax, give her candy. Girls are very simple, and a candy can solve it.

Lu Qingyi yawned and said, I'm going back to class.

A little sleepy, stayed up late last night to read novels.

Although the classroom is noisy, it is also a good place to sleep.

You are Lu Qingyi, that transfer student?

On the podium of class 20,

The older male teacher was eloquently talking about the exercises.

Under the podium, it was drowsy, but no one spoke.

The math teacher raised his hand to support the frame, and his sharp eyes fell on Lu Qingyi at the door.

Too crazy.

Actually skipping class.

Lu Qingyi gave a light um.

You have solved this problem. If you can't solve it, just stand outside and write a review in my office after class.

The math teacher blew his beard and stared.

I know all the words in this topic, but when I figure it out, I immediately feel unfamiliar.

too difficult.

I can't even solve a simple quadratic equation in one variable.

Lu Qingyi is very courageous, he dares to escape from Lao Hu's class.

The math teacher is Hu Feng, who is recognized as one of the strictest teachers in No. 1 Middle School.

You don't have to listen or learn his classes, as long as you don't talk and affect others' learning.

You must meet the requirements set by him during the exam.

Lu Qingyi raised his eyebrows: Is it possible to go in after making it?

Her eyes swept to the topic on the blackboard.

function.

Hu Feng stared: Yes. If you make it, you don't need to take it in my math class.

He knew exactly what the level of Class 20 was.

Mathematical ignorance.

it is good.

The corners of Lu Qingyi's lips curled slightly, he walked into the classroom indifferently, and took out a piece of chalk from the chalk box.

Write and draw on the blackboard without any thought.

She moved so quickly that she didn't seem to need to think at all.

Two minutes later, Lu Qingyi threw down the chalk, clapped the chalk scraps on his hands, and returned to his seat without even looking at Hu Feng.

Damn, it won't really solve it, will it?

Is that right or wrong?

Writing it casually or really know it?

Forgive them for not being able to understand, they all stared at the blackboard with big eyes and small eyes.

Lu Qingyi's calligraphy is very beautiful, and it gives people a pleasing feeling.

Hu Feng looked at the blackboard in shock, then looked at Lu Qingyi in disbelief.

It was really written, and the problem-solving process was perfect, much simpler than his own algorithm.

Is there really such a person in Class 20?

If someone in the class solves this problem, he will only feel relieved.

This question is actually quite simple.

But it was completely different in Class 20, and he was shocked.

Hu Feng cleared his throat: Lu Qingyi.

Isn't it okay if I don't need to take math class? I don't want to go to class now, I want to sleep.

As soon as Lu Qingyi fell down, Hu Feng called her name, and she raised her head a little displeased.

The teacher will just ask you a question, are you the best at math?

The grades of the students in Class 20 were not much better. The only explanation that made sense was that Lu Qingyi was a serious subject.

Lu Qingyi frowned: No, that's it.

Her bio is more cutting edge.

Qingyi, you are really good at math. Jiang Yumeng looked at Lu Qingyi with envy.

In Lao Hu's class, the math problems he wrote on the blackboard, no one in class 20 could solve completely.

It's just a function problem. Lu Qingyi shrugged and said indifferently.

High school knowledge seems to her to be multiplication within ten, which is very simple.

That's it?

Ah hey, it seems that Lu Qingyi is a great god, there is nothing wrong with her, what she can't understand is just one thing in Lu Qingyi's eyes.