MTL - Kicked Out of the Rich Family at the Beginning

  Chapter 8 008 King of the Mango

  Class 15.

In front of the podium is a middle-aged man with a fat body. His back is a bit bent, and he is supporting the podium with his hands. "Then let's look at this question. What should we do in the first step? Let's set the coordinates of the moving point M and use Are trigonometric substitution and trigonometric identity theorem right?"

"Then what should we do next, write out the coordinates of other points too! Then it will be obvious, they are all collinear. Can we write down the coordinates of point P? Will the PQ **** come out? Isn't it very obvious?" Simple, right?"

  The people in the class were drowsy and answered sparingly.

  Lu Lingxi knocked on the door, "Mr. Xia, I'll bring a new classmate over."

  Some students in Class 15 looked up lazily. In the light, the newcomers were wearing simple white cross-neck tops with a small white poppies embroidered on the neckline, and black horse skirts underneath.

  White dress and black dress, black hair neatly **** with a wooden hairpin, and no other accessories on her body.

  Brows are beautiful and lazy, with an irresistible temperament.

  The mathematics teacher seemed to have traveled through time for a moment, feeling like he was in the Imperial College, and the one who walked towards him was his most energetic female student.

  She walked into the classroom and said in the silence of the room: "Hi everyone, my name is Bai Po."

   There was a "bang" and the atmosphere exploded instantly.

   "Excuse me, ask me, classmate, which 'Xian' are you?" A girl sitting in the back raised her hand excitedly and asked.

  Bai Po Si was standing on the podium in a gentle manner. Hearing this, she tilted her head lazily: "Ku Mandi's family."

"Wow!"

"cool!"

  Some boys even slapped the table and cried out.

   Some girls seem to be calmly bowing their heads, but they have already picked up their mobile phones and communicated frantically in the group.

"Okay, all you **** calm down, Bai Ke, sit in the empty seat in the fourth group," Lu Lingxi said with a smile, she looked at the girl with her head down by the window, her voice softened again, "Same with Yang Lin table."

  Bai Po took the backpack and walked towards the only empty seat in the class.

   "If you need anything, you can find me." Bai Po's deskmate Yang Lin spoke softly. After talking to her, she kept her head down and did her homework.

"Thanks."

  **

  Lu Lingxi returned to the office.

"Wanxuan, I have to go and write the blackboard when we meet at the intersection," Ren Wanxuan has been a famous teacher since she was a child, she can write well, and Lu Lingxi also has a preference for her, "Also, do you know about the Jiangjing preparatory camp? "

  Ren Wanxuan nodded, "I know."

  Not only did she know that her grandfather was actively communicating with a doctor in Jiangjing.

   "Some schools use the software of the preparatory camp to help the top students solve the questions," Lu Lingxi said slowly, "Our school has a quota recently, and there is only one quota, so the school will decide who to give it to in a month's time."

  The number of places in the Jiangjing preparatory camp is simply that of prospective Jiangjing college students. There are too few places that can have this software. Ren Wanxuan remembers that there are only ten places in Beicheng No. 1 Middle School.

   Unexpectedly, this school in Xiangcheng would have a place. Ren Wanxuan was very surprised: "I know Teacher Lu!"

   "Leave late after school, and training for the few of you who can compete for places, just these two things, go back." Lu Lingxi smiled and told her to leave.

  Lu Lingxi is not only the head teacher of Class 15, but also the Chinese of the three classes, and also serves as the grade teacher.

   She is in charge of all the big and small matters in the third year of high school.

   "Ms. Lu, I put the test paper of that transfer student on your desk just now." The physics teacher reminded Lu Lingxi.

  Lu Lingxi quickly put on his glasses and picked up the test paper: "I'll take a look first."

  The first thing she saw was the words on the test paper.

   this word...

  When Ren Wanxuan heard this, she slowed down.

  So that test paper is white?

  The physics teacher held the tea cup and smiled: "85 points, the paper is simple, the score is a little low, but the basic knowledge is good."

  Ren Wanxuan stopped at the door with a slight smile on her face.

  She closed the door, thinking casually, the physics teacher's words are really refined—

   Where is this slightly low?

  Xiangcheng’s initial exam is very simple, it’s all basic questions, and the total paper is 300 points, and their class...

   There is no less than 150!

  In the office, Lu Lingxi was surprised.

   "85, that's enough," Lu Lingxi smiled while holding the test paper, "You don't know, Bai Po's classmate turned to Liberal Arts, I thought she could get 50 in the exam, so I wouldn't persuade her to go back to the Liberal Arts class."

  She doesn't have high demands on Bai Po, after all, she is Wen Zhuanli, and she didn't expect Bai Po to get 200 points in the exam.

  Lu Lingxi does not pursue the enrollment rate either.

   "Wenzhuanli? No wonder the characters are so neat, and they look better than those printed on a printing machine." The physics teacher was just preparing for the lesson, and didn't listen to the conversation between Lu Lingxi and Bai Po. "It looks more comfortable than Ren Wanxuan's test paper."

   I was also surprised that this transfer student Wen Zhuanli.

  Although it is said that the papers are simple, most of them are basic knowledge, and she has not done many big questions, but in fact, she only needs to do...

   are all true, especially the physics.

   "She used the authentic Guange style," Lu Lingxi is a Chinese teacher after all, so she said that she is a good child, and her handwriting is so good: "In the past, scholars would use this type of font when taking the imperial examination."

  The previous champions knew several kinds of calligraphy at the same time, but they all used the Guange style in the palace examination.

  Lu Lingxi didn't expect Bai Po to know how many fonts, and it is very qualitative for children nowadays to learn one font.

   It's just that few people go to learn Guange style now, and they all admire Liang style.

"Ms. Lu, don't worry too much," the physics teacher unscrewed the teacup, "Since she wants to learn theory, she will definitely improve. Don't look at her score of 85. I don't think she is completely spiritual. If you don't believe me, just watch and wait." In the college entrance examination next year, she should be able to improve to 170, and it is very possible to work hard for the second one."

  He decided to pay more attention to this transfer student.

   Of course, they don't know.

   Wen Zhuan Li, who can get 85 points in the normal difficulty test, is indeed considered spiritual.

  In their hearts, the most difficult thing for Bai Po is Wenzhuanli. After all, it is already very difficult for Wenzhuanli to pass the test. How could they think of—

  These 85 points are completely what Bai Pohua learned in five days!

   As for a lot of other stuff that wasn't written... it's all because someone hasn't started learning it yet.

  **

  Bai Po made a name for himself in the forum of Xiangcheng Middle School.

  There are ten posts in No. 1 Middle School today, and eight of them are the emperors.

   These Bai Po herself don’t know, although she is good-looking, but there is an aura around her that is difficult to integrate into.

  Like her deskmate Yang Lin, she is either reading a book or doing quizzes. She looks a lot like a schoolmaster.

  He has the aura of a domineering student, and others dare not go up to talk to him.

  After school in the afternoon.

  Bai Po only had her size measured today, and the school uniform would take two days to send out. In the vast crowd of school uniforms, she was the only one wearing her own clothes, and she was a little taller than ordinary girls. She was clean and glamorous, standing out from the crowd.

  Jiang He squatted at the corner of the opposite street, and saw the shining white scorpion in the crowd at a glance.

   "Why alone?" Bai Po didn't see the person who followed Jiang He around, so he took him to the milk tea shop around the corner.

   "My brother will pick me up later."

  Just after school, there were many people in the milk tea shop, and the two waited for a while before it became less crowded.

  Bai Po found a quiet table and sat down with Jiang He.

   "Classmate Bai," the clerk brought two cups of cherry fruit tea to Bai Po, "Your milk tea is ready, the straw is on the left, take it yourself."

  Bai Po recognized that this was her deskmate, Yang Lin.

  Bai Po looked at the fruit pulp in the milk tea, which was obviously more than others, and bent his eyes, sparkling and vivid: "Thank you."

  She took out two straws, and noticed out of the corner of her eye that there seemed to be a bruise on Yang Lin's exposed arm.

   "What are you?" Bai Po looked away, and went back to give the milk tea to Jiang He.

  The opponent takes out colorful balls.

  Jiang He took a sip: "Seventh-order five Rubik's Cube."

  He can already restore the central color block, but he is not proficient at the back. He watched Jiang Fuli's quick-twist restoration formula last night, and is trying to reproduce it.

  Bai Po opened the backpack and took out a large object from it. She had never seen a Rubik's Cube before, "Are you restoring the color of this ball?"

  Jiang He nodded, he was dissatisfied with his speed: "My brother can recover quickly, but it takes me two hours."

   "Poof—"

  The boy who just arrived next door with a basketball spouts lemon tea.

"No way, little brother," the boy turned his feet and turned sideways. He was wearing a school uniform, his facial features were handsome and sunny, and he suggested him sincerely, "Don't say such things in a calm tone, and be considerate of ordinary high school students. "

  Jiang He glanced at him, but said nothing.

  Boys: “…”

   What kind of eyes do you have?

  What eyes?

   "Hi," the boy choked on him, greeted Bai Po again, and introduced himself: "Classmate Bai, I'm you..."

  "Zhang Shize." Bai Po recognized, this is her back table.

  She remembers everyone who introduces herself.

  Zhang Shize scratched his hair, "So you heard what we said, Mama Lu said, you can come to me if you have anything to do in the future, I am the sports committee member!"

   Their class calls Lu Lingxi Lu Ma.

  As Zhang Shize spoke, he saw a bunch of things Bai Po took out——

  Looks like a motor?

  Bai Po inserted the straw with one hand, and played with the motor coil with the other, "What's wrong?"

  Zhang Shize: "..."

  Why would someone carry this thing in their schoolbag?

  He said goodbye to Bai Po with an incredulous expression on his face, and walked out of the milk tea shop.

  A group of boys waiting for him outside asked him if he wanted the contact information of the transfer student.

   "I'll ask tomorrow," Zhang Shize put his arms around his shoulders, and the two brothers sighed, "I feel at ease with you in the world."

   Brothers just about to move.

  Zhang Shize: "Hey, that's great, I'm not the only trash."

   "..."

  **

   It was getting dark, the school gate.

   The top students who received training for top students have just finished their class.

  Ren Wanxuan has someone to pick her up from school. She is talking to the driver on her mobile phone, "I'm done with the tutoring class, you come..."

  Looking at the intersection at the corner, there is a girl sitting under the street lamp, waiting for something.

  The school is so big, why do you encounter Bai Po over and over again?

   Is there such a coincidence?

  Ren Wanxuan suddenly felt a little irritable. She looked at the other person's back, thought for a while, and told the driver: "Drive the car to the back door, and I will wait for you at the back door."

   "What's wrong?" The boy next to her asked her.

   "Nothing." Ren Wanxuan shook her head, not wanting to mention Bai Po at all, "Let's go to the back door."

  She turned around coldly and re-entered the school gate.

  The boy nodded thoughtfully, and when he turned around, he only glanced at the intersection at the corner, "Then I'll ask the driver to wait for me at the back door."

   And the intersection.

   "When will your brother come?" Bai Po and Jiang He sat on the side of the road and waited for people to watch the passing traffic.

  Street lights lit up in rows.

  Jiang He pressed his watch reluctantly, "There are still ten minutes."

   "Okay." Bai Po lazily leaned against the lamp post, and pulled out the coil to play with.

  When Jiang Fuli came to pick up Jiang He, what he saw was this scene——

  The girl was sitting loosely by the side of the road, her black hair was pulled up casually by a taupe wooden hairpin, and she was playing with the electric motor gracefully in her hands. The rough electric motor was more like a work of art in her hands.

  Her facial features are excellent, and her drooping eyebrows and eyes reveal a sense of laziness.

  At that moment, it seemed that the moonlight was also taking care of her, and it was hazy soaked by the moonlight.

  He suddenly thought of a word——

  Soft and evil.

   Go to bed early after reading this!

Good night!

  (end of this chapter)