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Chapter 661 The head teacher who goesssip
Rocket class.

"...a voltage of more than 300V is applied across the wire...to reconnect the circuit..."

On the podium, Song Cheng was concentrating on speaking.

All the students in the audience were listening and taking notes.

It was very quiet in the classroom.

Yin Muxia was taking notes, and suddenly stopped slowly, and couldn't help turning her head.

Sitting next to him was a boy, wearing a clean school uniform, with slightly long hair hanging down, his side face was delicate and indifferent, and his beautifully curved thin lips were pursed tightly.

Slender and good-looking holding a pen.

Just looking at it is like a beautiful painting.

Although the boy was holding the pen, his eyes were a little lost, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

I've been in a daze for a long time.

"Connect a colored lamp of this specification to a 320V circuit to make the colored lamp shine normally..."

On the stage, the teacher's words stopped abruptly.

Yin Muxia's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly turned her head, only to see Song Cheng staring at Ye Yao in the audience with a serious expression.

The whole class couldn't help looking at Ye Yao.

Yin Muxia opened his mouth, and was about to sound a reminder when Song Cheng spoke.

"Ye Yao, get up and answer this question."

Ye Yao regained consciousness and stood up.

After looking at the question Song Cheng pointed out on the blackboard for a few seconds, he answered it word by word in an indifferent voice.

It's not bad at all, even the method of solving the problem is more concise than Song Cheng's, direct and easy to understand.

Many students around nodded suddenly, and quickly wrote down.

They had roughly the same thinking as the teacher on this question, but they didn't expect that there was such a solution.

Although they are all top academic masters, they really admire Ye Yao.

Obviously never doing extra exercises, and never working hard, but every time the results are unbelievably close to full marks.

It is simply the difference between a god of learning and a master of learning!
Yin Muxia also looked at him, with a slight smile on his face.

Song Cheng looked at the question several times, his eyes showed surprise, his expression eased a lot, and he said to Ye Yao with satisfaction: "The answer is very good, please sit down."

Ye Yao sat down and picked up the pen again.

With a cold appearance, he didn't respond at all to the admiring eyes around him.

Soon, a class is over.

The morning class ends.

The students packed up their things and left the classroom in twos and threes.

Yin Muxia lowered his head, looked at the question in front of him, clenched the pen tightly in his slender hand, cheered up in his heart, then turned his head: "Ban..."

Ye Yao got up and walked out of the classroom.

Looking at his tall, thin, handsome back without turning his head, Yin Muxia moved his lips, and a trace of disappointment appeared in his eyes.

In the first class of high school, the last class is a class for a year.

Duan Nian finished the lecture early, let the students study by themselves, and then wandered around under the podium by themselves.

When passing by Suhaohao, I saw the girl lowering her head and writing intently.

Su noticed it well and raised his head.

I thought he was going to check, so I sat down immediately.

"Don't move, don't move, don't move." Duan Nian cleared his throat, and asked gossipingly, "That... the video posted on the bar that day... is it true?"

Su was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips and did not speak.

During Duan Nian's military training, he had met this kid's "boyfriend".

Unexpectedly, it was Ye Yao, the province's No. [-] scholar in the rocket class who made a sensation in the entire teacher group. Not only was he tall and handsome, but he also had good grades. Every day, he came to see her during the halftime of military training.

I remember when he came that time, he saw that Su Haohao seemed to be suffering from heatstroke, Ye Yao squatted on the ground, hugged her, stretched out his hand to brush the hair on her forehead, and gently fanned her with his hand, the picture was full of youthful smell.

(End of this chapter)