Crossing the Homeland

Chapter 288

In order to teach this class well, Xia Junyan decided to practice with Mo Rushen first.She laid out the pen and paper, took out the book, and carefully read it several times. Mo Rushen sat on one side obediently, without making a sound, although he already knew the Ten Classics of Arithmetic by heart.But what Xia Junyan wants to teach are boudoir girls who have never been exposed to this method. Will he ask a question later and imitate it?
Seeing that Xia Junyan's brows became tighter and tighter, and the expression on her face was not as relaxed as before, Mo Ru tilted her head curiously and looked where her gaze was - that was the ninth volume, it was not difficult Why did you read it for so long?

"Brother Mo..." Xia Junyan's tone was weak, Mo Ru's heart skipped a beat, and she asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

"Help me mark the sentence reading symbols..." Xia Junyan couldn't help but find a hole to get in, silently handed over the book in her hand, and pinched the part she wanted to read with her nails, she really didn't like it Sorry to speak again.

Mo Rushen quietly took his eyes away from Xia Junyan's slender fingers, took the book with that incomparably stern and serious face, picked up the pen and marked it in order according to the rules Xia Junyan said before.

Xia Junyan couldn't help but want to watch, and was worried about disturbing Mo Rushen, so she walked directly to him, Mo Rushen marked for a long time, and she read softly beside him.

"Today there is a pond one foot in square, Jia grows in the center, and the water flows out one foot..."

"Today there is a wall one foot high, leaning against the wood on the wall, and the top is as high as the wall..."

The soft voice of the woman next to my ear constantly stimulates Mo Rushen's heart, which is probably the case with the so-called decadent voice.When Xia Junyan had almost finished reading, Mo Rushen was almost sweating profusely.

"Brother Mo, are you tired?" Xia Junyan hurriedly served tea and handed over handkerchiefs. The last time she saw how simple Mr. Chen marked the rules, she thought it was easy for an ancient scholar to mark punctuation marks. Now it looks like Shen Rushen, the roots of the ears are a little red, and he didn't do any strenuous exercise just now.

Xia Junyan skillfully took out her handkerchief, and was about to wipe the sweat off Mo Ru's forehead, when Mo Ru took a deep look, and naturally flicked her wrist like a fan... "It's really hot today , it’s too hot, I’ll get another cup of tea.” Then, he walked a little further away.

Mo Ru breathed a sigh of relief, took advantage of this gap to breathe out several times, and finally calmed down.

Xia Junyan, who didn't eat any tofu, brought two big bowls of herbal tea, and she didn't know who she was trying to anger.After the preparatory work was completed, Xia Junyan returned to her seat with the book honestly, peeked at Mo Rushen, and carefully moved her chair towards him.

Xia Junyan pointed to the "Pythagorean Law" that had cheated her before and asked: "Brother Mo, you see, how about I just talk about this way of leading reeds to shore?"

Mo Rushen thought it was okay, but would it be too difficult for boudoir girls?
"Why this question?" Mo Rushen asked.

Because this question perfectly combines the couple of algebra and geometry, it can be called the matchmaker's law in the mathematics world, hahahahaha!Xia Junyan coughed lightly, and said solemnly, "Because it's practical and interesting."

After all, I directly took the blueprint and drew a square (pool) on it, a solid line (Jianjia) in the middle, and a dotted line (leading Jia to the shore).

Mo Ru looked at it deeply for a while, then sighed: "This is quite intuitive."

Xia Junyan looked at the solutions in the book and found that they were all plain and straightforward words, and they were very simple, so she simply transformed them into formulas and marked them aside.She has a long mind, she didn't write ABC, and changed to A, B, C.

Mo Rushen accepted it very quickly, she just mentioned it briefly, and Mo Rushen soon understood that the little dick on A's head meant multiples.

(End of this chapter)